Code Collector

Allen stared at Sebastian, he couldn't believe the smirk that was playing in the man's lips. Sebastian was blind, and not too long ago he couldn't look at anyone in the eyes.

But now he was staring through Allen's soul. He was smiling while looking at Allen who was now panicking.

"B-But how did you…" Allen trailed off. "I'm pretty sure I've been hiding my aura well."

"What you're doing is not enough," Sebastian said. "You haven't met a lot of strong people haven't you?"

"No," Allen replied honestly. "You're probably the first person from Eternity to meet me."

"That makes sense," Sebastian smirked, handing him a card. "Call me when you need my help. I'll be staying in Haven for a few more days."

"You're not going to tell everyone about my Code?" Allen asked to which Sebastian answered with a shaking of his head as a no. "But why?"

"What's the purpose of telling them?" Sebastian said. "But you have to do a little task for me in exchange for the training and the secret keeping."

"What could someone like you want from someone like me?" Allen asked, face scrunching in confusion. "I don't understand. You are one of the most powerful person in the world, you're on the top one percent of people that has eighty percent of the world's power."

"So, you do know the statistics," Sebastian smirked. "And yes, the ones in Eternity and up are the people who holds the most power in the world. But that could change any second now."

"What do you mean?" Allen asked but Sebastian shook his head.

"That's all I can say for now," the man said. "If you want to know more about the movement, call me. Also I'm not available in the morning, so call me at night."

Before the man could leave, Allen held his wrist. Sebastian didn't took it back. Instead, he just let Allen pull him.

"Wait," Allen said. "It's a wonder why someone like you would come and heal a police officer from here. Does your presence have to do something with Jeremy's father?"

Sebastian smirked, "You even know Jeremy Smith's identity. You're a very interesting man."

"Answer my question," Allen said. "Why did John send someone to save his son that he hated so much?"

"John never hated Jeremy," Sebastian replied. For some reason, Allen had to let go of the man's wrist. His body moved on its own, as if someone else was controlling him. "Jeremy was a rebel. He can't accept the fact that his father was John, so he rebelled and rebelled."

"But he framed Jeremy before," Allen argued.

Sebastian only smirked and turned around. "I guess you now have more reason to call me. And be sure that you do because I will be waiting."

With those words, Sebastian left. Allen was left in the middle of the hallway, speechless. He couldn't believe what just happened.

—

Allen was sitting on the chairs right outside the ICU when Jack arrived. He went over to the man, bowing and greeting him respectfully.

Jack was all alone as he entered the hospital. He wore a simple white shirt under a floral polo, and a pair of Hawaiian Taslan shorts. On his head was a straw hat while he a pair of sunglasses hid his dark green eyes.

"Jack," Allen greeted.

"Ugh," Jack groaned. "You look like a fool. You don't need to be so formal to me, you know."

"But you're a leader of a gang," Allen smirked, teasing the old man. "I should give you all the respect if I want to live."

"I'll kill you if you don't stop playing around," Jack warned, also playfully. This made Allen grin and they both sat on the chairs. "So, scar face is back."

"I think he never even left," Allen said. "From what I've heard, he just waited for your gang to leave, then they moved again."

"I guess that's the case," Jack sighed. "Any other information regarding the man?"

"Unfortunately, no," Allen answered honestly. "I thought Verta Carta was here for other reasons before. What caused the sudden reappearance of Chen's gang?"

"That cuck turned the gang into deeper illegal sh*t," Jack said. "When the gangs mostly transport goods because of taxes, Chen and Scarred Wolf traded illegal substances from the Otherworlds and into Earth."

"What?" Allen gasped. "You mean they sold… drugs?"

"Exactly," Jack sighed. "You know how potent shit here are, right? Meat here tastes a million times better than the ones in Earth. Medicine here works better, and so is everything else. In the Otherworlds, everything was more potent and that includes the illegal substances."

"So…" Allen trailed off. "They sold drugs to the regular humans."

"Imagine what happened next," Jack leaned back and laid his head on the backrest of the chair. "I tried using the drugs before and it didn't feel good. It was too strong. This is from a man that spends his time loitering in Eternity. The drugs from the Otherworlds are fucking strong."

"But regular humans used it in Earth," Allen muttered. "If it's already strong to you, then."

"The motherfuckers wanted to get high, so they went straight to heaven," Jack snorted. "It was a good one. But anyway, remember Blue Lime disease? It killed hundreds of thousands of humans, but that disease wasn't actually a disease. It was a byproduct from burning illegal drugs. It mutated spread in the air, and killed people.

"That's why all the gangs are looking for Chen's gang. He caused that shit to happen," Jack continued. "We could never forgive him. He knew the consequences of his actions all too well, yet he didn't hesitate to do them anyway. What kind of a bastard does that?"

"Chen, apparently," Allen snickered. "He's a fool. Now I get the hate."

"I can't believe his father died and this happened to the empire he built," Jack sighed. "I bet he's dying for the second time whenever he is now."

There was a moment of silence between them after. Allen just stared at the old man while Jack stared at the ceiling. "If you're going to stare at me, try not to pierce holes through my head next time."

"No, I mean—" Allen trailed off. "You're from Eternity?"

"For three years," Jack said. "I'm one of the leading Hunters that going to join the Bearers in their world. When I ascend, I'm going to punch their faces."

"But you have Chen to deal with right now," Allen said. 

Jack stood and stretched his body. "I just received a text from my pal. They already found Chen's hiding spot."

"Thay quick?" Allen stood, walking in front of the old man. "Bring me with you."

"You're crazy if you think we're going to attack just like that," Jack snorted. "Even with my power, if Chen decides to lay traps in his base, I might not make it out easily. Hell, I don't even think I'll come out alive."

"What will you do then?" Allen asked.

Jack placed his hand on the boy's shoulders. He pushed Allen down so he would return to his seat. "You stay here while I go plan my shit. I'll call you once we attack."

"Will you really?" Allen tried to ask for reassurance.

"I never broke a promise before," Jack said. "Now stay."

The old man left, leaving Allen alone once again. He closed his eyes, not realizing that he was falling deep into slumber.

-

Four more hours had passed. Allen and Gary left the hospital to shower and change his clothes. Kyle and the girls volunteered to wait for Jeremy, saying they'll shower there and stay in the ward until their friend wakes up.

Jeremy was still in the Intensive Care Unit, showing no signs of waking up any time soon. Though his stats were normal for now, they didn't know what might happen. After all, he had three holes in his body that came from an unknown weapon.

It could be anything, a metal pole, a lance, or even a gun. Since the holes were of different sizes, the doctos and healers alike were having trouble determining what it was.

After showering, Allen went to the living room and sat there for a moment. He knew he had to take on Sebastian's offer. The man's help would benefit him a lot since he was someone who's powerful.

If Sebastian could train him on how to conceal his powers, he can even use it to sneak around while looking for clients or dealing with clients. For him, it was a win-win situation.

What bothers him was what could Sebastian want in return. He was currently a nobody, he didn't have much. Their two worlds were much different, so why? What could it be?

"The Snake?" Allen asked himself, whispering in the air. "But if he wanted the Snake, he wouldn't bother training me to hide the aura. Ugh!"

The boy rolled to his sofa while groaning. He was stuck with three schedules now. First was Jake, then Sebastian, and now came Jack.

Before he could continue groaning and rolling around the sofa, his phone rang prompting for him to pick it up.

"Hello?" Allen asked.

The other line didn't answer immediately. It took them a couple of seconds before saying, "This is Jake Summers. Our schedule to meet is tomorrow. Be prepared."