A dull, lifeless hospital sitting on the bridge of society, rotting
Walls cracking only to reveal more and more signs of neglect, the paint on the walls appearing to be shedding like old dead skin shutting glass falling from above, the world seemed to move yet. This place stood still in time. Nothing seemed to live here.Yeah new valuable life was born
Then two masked men approach the
entrance
Side by side steps in sync, each carrying a blade
The man on the right held an old Chinese sort of war. Doa Heavy made the fight swift and easy with little to no resistance.
The man on the left herald, a katana slim and sheep, yet dangerous and precise with a attacks
Neither of them spoke a word nor a glance in each other's direction. Yet their posture proved that they were relaxed, almost too calm as even though this place reeks of death, it still holds no meaning to them.
The people watching from the inside felt something was wrong. They were thinking, who are these guys? Why are they here? What do they want?
Right at the door they halted their movements
Both men raised their swords in unison
clink
The two swords connected for only a split second, yet still a second too long. A beam of light reflected from the clash of the swords so thin that it had vanished before the human eyes could register it. This was not a sign of war yet.Still not a sign of respect
This was an agreement
As did the winds from outside die down
The two hospital doors erupted open
The face is on the women, and children became expressionless emotionless .Before they were questioned now, they're too scared to move .Let alone talk
The masked men paid no attention. Their interests weren't with them
The man who wielded a katana. Volted His head towards the nurse at the front dusk, he slowly raised his katana and dropped his arm .As so the katana would laid upon the information sheets in front of her
He muttered to her a single word with a sharp meaning. His voice shop yet crispy "where"
The nurse fearing for her life started and fell up on her own words "flo-flo-flo"
The most man raise the katana form the paper now aimed towards larynx
Now with more anger and disappointment, he repeats he glances at her
The woman gulped infer was finally able to build the courage to get the words out "fl-floor five r-room twenty ei-eight
The masked men take a step away from the desk
The nurse feels a sense of relief. Tingles down a spine, she lets out a sigh
Shhk
The Katana slices through her neck with one swift moment…
Blood drenches, the information sheet. The people are cool. Innocent white has now turn into A Spoiled dark diminished red
thmp
A lifeless body slump over itself as it slowly sinks to the ground her head, which has now been launched into the air. From the sheer power form the slice. lands directly in the her fellow nurse's lap
The nurse's face is frozen impure horror , her eyes still sharpen and fear
The masked man cleans his katana, we've disgust and disappointment
"Why must disgusting blood stain my blade"
The old man in the background jolts up. He proceeds to announce something to the masked men. "That's my grandson's room .You're going to"
They both slowly and eerie turn their bodies background like their automated robots to face the man
Now with a bit more fierce and anger in his words, the frail frail man yells "what do you want my new born grandson"
Both mask men rotate their heads around forty five degrees in unison
"Your grandson" they exclaimed to him
The old man limped slowly towards the two masked men "yes my-"
The old man is interrupted by a hand grasping his face with so much force.Here's a jaw crunches and falls off his face
Crunch crack
"Show us shock us and the boy, then you're a little grandson Show us him" the mask man exclaims while screaming and manically laughing
They slowly approach the elevator doors the masked man with the doa presses to go up
The old fragile man clinches his fist next to his hidden dagger
The elevator door rings DING
They ascend to the 5th floor
DING
Doors slide open
The old man takes his opportunity and seizes it as a moment to strike.He reaches as fast as he can to the knife on his side
There's a hand already there.
"You just had to ruin off on old man .Didn't you" the mask man with a katana says with distinct and anger
He tightens a grip around his wrist blinging his arm forwards .The old man tries to hold himself down .But his legs have already been swiped from underneath him .From the man behind him.
Though man felt like he was floating in the air for a split second as it any Punch was delivered, right The old man's chest, sending him plummeting through the doors to room twenty eights on the fifth floor
The old man goes humbling towards the cot in the centre of the room. His spine cracks against the cut. Now, collapsed with no jaw, no chest, and just share hope he feels the burning pain .Rushed down his back
As he sees
The two masked men now engulfed with shadows with only their eyes visible both glowing green with a thin beam of line coming out slicing the shadow
The katana pokes out of the shadow, with the green light, the tip of it, a line is drawn upwards from the old man's toes to his head.
Before the human eye could render it a sharp beam slice, the old man in half blood spews out of the body from both sides. Drowning, the new born child in his own grandfather's blood
The mother lay on the hospital bed too weeks to move as she is fresh out of labour. She can only stare hopelessly at the two men, approaching her new born child
The shadows reach for something in his pocket. He pulls out a thermometer looking device And scans are the child head to toe slowly and precisely up and down
The device's systems start to skyrocket and all the alarms are ringing at the same time. The men knew they found it, they found what they were looking for the system announces, "the avatar of the Phoenix is found. The avatar of the phoenix is found"
The mask man who wielded the doa points it towards the mother without even looking. And let's have a beam of light sun straight towards her skull. flash her head explodes into a million pieces, showering the new born baby in his own mother's blood
" You shall be named the child marked with death" - masked man with doa
The child looks at the two men and his eyes shine an extreme fiery light of orange