Code Collector

It was nightfall. The streets were filled with light, and the alleys were dark and cold. Allen was in a roof of a building while remembering his conversation with the woman.

She was Mary Leonard. Her husband was a successful business man before his empire fell into ruins just because of a huge misunderstanding. And it involved the two girls that bullied Mary not long ago.

Mr. Warren Leonard was a known business Mogul and a Hunter. He was on top of the ranks in Haven, making a name for himself with his ultimate weapon, the Spider Bow

It was a rainy night when Mr. Warren Leonard, Mary's husband, rode his car to come home. He saw two women by the rain, drenched and cold. He offered his driver to give them a ride while he take another car.

Then, the disaster happened. The two women, Felicia and Donna, told the media that they were kidnapped by Warren. They also told them that they were seduced and molested by the man in that rainy night.

Warren had tried to defend his name, clearing all the misunderstanding, but all evidences pointed against him. Turns out, their father was a senator. Warren did not know, and only a few had known about their existence.

With the senator's power and influence, Warren couldn't clear his name and his business went to ruins. He was imprisoned, leaving his wife and son with no money. When he couldn't bear everything that had happened, Warren took his own life, using the weapon he was so proud of.

The story made Allen shiver. Albeit he didn't have as much resources in him, he was able to collect some information about the two. These two used the fame of the case to get discovered by various agencies.

Their father was against them being Hunters, but they wanted to become celebrity Hunters. With their selfish desires, they sacrificed a man and his life just to get what they want.

Allen despised these types of people. They used their power to destroy others without any valid reason. This was why he wanted to change the world. Exactly because of people like them.

While he wanted to kill then once and for all, Mary told him not to. She said that it would be their easy way out of everything if they have instant death. She wanted them to suffer slowly and steadily.

Thinking about it, Allen thought he was already villainous, but Mary was much more. It was amazing how anger can anger people so much that they wish for their ultimate destruction.

He watched the two women roamed the camp, flaunting their figure and beauty. These women were model Hunters. They were always hired for magazines and ad campaigns, using their beauty as their most effective weapons.

He was following them all throughout the camp, trying to find a perfect opportunity to hunt them down. He had his dagger out, using it since it was his strongest weapon at nighttime.

When the girls turned to a corner, the boy didn't waste any time and chased them. He was still wearing his cloak and his mask to hide his indentity, and was running in the roofs of the buildings while following his target.

Allen leaped off the alley and the girls weren't there anymore. He was about to turn around but a sword was pointed in his neck.

"Who are you, and why are you following us?" Felicia, the one with the ponytail, asked.

Donna walked out from behind a dumpster and pointed a wand at Elliot, "You think we didn't notice? You're underestimating us just because we're model Hunters, right? You think we're dumb."

Just by the details of their weapon, Elliot had known that these are Rare grade. It was easy to point this thint out considering these two were also rich and can afford such Codes.

Their outfit also looked durable and in high quality. It was easy to mistaken them for higher rank Hunters if not for their lousy positioning.

Allen spun to the side, getting closer to Felicia and slammed his elbow in her back. The woman gasped in shock after her breath left her body, stumbling forward.

"Felicia!" Donna yelled. Her wand glowed with a bright blue color and she shot a small ball made of water. "Water Ball!"

Rare grade staff, wands, and other role exclusive weapons have attacks embedded on them aside from their effects. A Common grade has one, Rare grade has two, and so on.

After the thought entered Allen's mind, he had just figured out wha the symbols on the upper left corner was. Those specify the roles the weapons belong to.

Each Hunter has a role to play in a fight, and not all weapons are universal. Melee weapons like swords and hammers were exclusive for their own roles and cannot be as effective when used by other roles that uses long ranged attacks like mages and rangers.

For him, he could use different weapons effectively. He doesn't have to fit into one role, because he was all of them. He can fulfill all the roles by himself.

Waking up from his trance, he saw Donna shooting the ball to him. Allen spun his danger with his fingers, turning around and slashing the ball into two before it could reach him.

"W-What?!" Donna gasped. "But the shop told me that this was a very strong weapon for mages. Why isn't it working?!"

And just like that, Allen figured these two out. They were one of those basic people who only has looks in their arsenal. Effectiveness of weapons is highly affected by how efficient a Hunter is.

Like Donna who had a very strong weapon, her stats as a Hunter must be trash. That was why her attack was easily blocked by Allen.

"I'll tell my father about this!" Donna yelled. She take a couple of steps backward, shaking as she watched the masked man approach her.

"Donna, help me," Felicia cried while she was still crawling on the floor. "Help me, Donna."

"You're on your own!" Donna yelled. "I'm also in danger here, can't you see?"

"Is this how you always act?" Allen asked, trying his best to deepen his voice. "You only think about your own goals, even sacrificing other people just to get it."

"I don't know what you mean," Donna shrieked. "I have never hurt anyone in my entire life. Never!"

"Warren Leonard, Choi Tae Sung, Vanness Johannesburg, just some of the people that were involved with you two," Allen said. "And all of them were destroyed by the same method, over and over again."

"No!" Donna cried. "I didn't do it. Felicia did it."

Allen placed his hand on Donna's cheek. He rubbed his thumb on it, "Such a pretty face."

The girl kept on shaking. She was looking at the hand on her face, feeling its heat that was radiating with anger.

"It's funny how this face destroyed so many lives," Allen continued. "It would be bad when it gets ruined, yeah?"

Donna was shaking her head, her eyes widening after she saw the boy raise the dagger. "Please, stop."

Allen smirked as he placed the tip of his dagger to the woman's other cheek, "The Snake feeds on anger and resentment."

"No!"