Handler XX: Stock Maestro

"Hello, Man" Trent spoke as the call connected

"H–Hello" Xander grunted as he replied

"Is everything alright?" Trent asked, listening to the giggles on the background

"Y–Yes" Xander gasped,

"Stop..." He whispered to the person besides him

"Is that Serta?"

"Hello, Boss" She mused, moving closer to the phone

Okay...

"You seem busy" He chuckled,

"I–I'm alright. I'll be---"

"Stay down there Xandy Bear" Scarlet interrupted,

"What's so important, Boss?"

"Fuck" Xander groaned,

"I'll be..."

"There's no need" Trent exhaled,

"I just wanted to tell you that I stepped out. I called security to guard the place"

It's time to be putting Tyson and his gang to work. I pay for that with top dollar

"Okay. If there's---"

"Bye bye, Boss" Scarlet snatched the phone, hanging up.

Wow.

Were they---

Nevermind

He looked through the window and exhaled. This place— where I'd taken out that rogue handler, Marie's friend.

Well... She wasn't really, was she?

Let's go see what Rosa Theron and her Friends have prepared.

He chuckled as he stepped out.

"No need" he shook his head as the Valet walked towards him

"I can leave it there, yeah?"

It's not blocking anybody

"Yes, Sir" the Valet nodded with a smile.

"Thank you" Trent smiled back, walking past him.

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He looked around as he stood at the middle of the reception.

Room 001, huh?

He strolled to the receptionist and smiled, "Room 001"

Without asking for more, the receptionist smiled and looked at him,

"You're welcome to Hotel Mersi, Sir. We hope you enjoy our services"

She stretched a hand towards the elevator

"Thank you" he mused, leaving towards it.

He took his phone out and swiped on the screen simultaneously thrice.

"Nice" he chuckled as the phone's interface changed.

He'd gone back to the building to Musk and told it to grant access to his phone.

He glanced at the camera on the as he typed into a little prompt corner on the corner of the screen

SCAN THE VOICES OF EVERYONE IM ABOUT TO MEET AND PULL UP A SHORT BACKGROUND DATA ON THEM

He smiled as the reply came in—

ALRIGHT, SIR.

Never go to a battle unprepared.

He chuckled as the elevator dinged and opened

He stepped out, staring at the huge sign on the door— ROOM 1.

Grande

Somebody opened the door before he could knock and ushered him in— a man that looked younger than even him.

"Good morning" Trent greeted with a smile,

"Good morning, Mr. Ackerman" the man replied, "I am Jiobe" he bowed

"This way please"

Trent stepped in, hearing the sound of the conversation coming from inside.

Jiobe led him towards the sound

"Trent..." Rosa stood up from her chair and walked towards him

Trent scanned the room— 4 people, all of them were on masks. Only Rosa and the man named Jiobe were without masks

"You've got some interesting friends" he chuckled, turning his cheek as she kissed them.

"Well..."

"We don't have time, Lady Theron" one of the masked people cut in— a lady.

"They're really busy people" Rosa muttered as she turned to them

"Mr. Ackerman has honored our invitation" she forced a smile at the lady, glancing at Trent,

"It is our duty to show him courtesy"

They murmured to each other.

This was definitely not a welcome place.

Trent chuckled,

"It's nice to meet all of you" he spoke,

"I am Trent Ackerman. If it's alright with you all, I will give you names based on the masks you're wearing"

"Names? Who do---"

"That'll be great" Rosa cut in,

"It's only right since you're all hiding behind your masks"

Trent glanced at Jiobe as he sneaked a peek on his phone

That's 3 people

"Thank you" he chuckled,

"You will be Mr. Rabbit" he pointed at one of the people that hadn't talked yet

"Rabbit?" The man huffed, turning to the others.

That's 4.

"Lion" he glanced at the one who'd being angry on the name suggestion

"Pig" he smiled at the lady that was rude to Rosa

"Pig?" She huffed angrily

"This is a Boar"

"My bad" he chuckled, looking at Rosa who tried hard to not laugh.

Now. The tough nut that's not talked while all these was going on.

Dragon masked

"Is that an Imoogi?" Trent mused, acting confused as he stepped forward, towards the man

The others gasped with Jiobe stepping forward too to block him

"It's a really interesting creature" Trent paused, smiling

"A snake transcending form" he mused.

"A lion of dominance, a rabbit for mobility and network, a pi–" he chuckled, glancing at the lady

"A boar for action and a... snake?"

Still not going to talk?

"You must be the cunning brain— the genius behind the curtains hoping to transcend and become a dragon someday. That's---"

"That's enough, Mr. Trent" Jiobe interrupted in a harsh tone, stretching his hand to touch Trent's shoulder

Trent stopped himself from retaliating as the man on dragon masks raised his hand

"That's enough" he ordered, stopping Jiobe

"You've brought a really interesting friend" he chuckled, looking at Rosa.

Rosa exhaled, glancing at Trent.

What's wrong with him?

What was he aiming to do after she'd tried her best to get him an invitation?

"He's... rather---"

"Unique" Trent mused, cutting in.

He turned back to Rosa and winked

She shook her head and lowered it, frustrated.

So she doesn't have as much say in the organization, huh?

The powerful Rosa Theron being a bitch for a group of snobs with an elder snob

"It's nice to meet you, Trent Ackerman" the man turned to him,

"I am the Dragon of the Celestials"

Trent chuckled, making a mocking expression

"You stupid---" the boar masked, yelled at him

"It's okay, Celestial Boar"

Celestial Boar?

Trent turned to Rosa.

She's a part of such a cringe group?

"Can I take a seat?" He turned back to the Man

"...Definitely" the man chuckled,

"Bring a chair for our rude friend here, Jiobe"

Rude Friend?

He wasn't even trying to hide his disgust again.

So much for courtesy

"Thank you so much for ruining this" Rosa whispered as she reached where he stood

Trent smiled, holding his phone

"Pardon me... I've got business to take care of"

DEACTIVATE THE NETWORK, ALL KEY CARDS AND DISABLE ALL CAMERAS IN THIS BUILDING IN 30 SECONDS

Then,

ALRIGHT, SIR.

He chuckled looking at the names from Musk's scans and their details.

He quickly memorized them and kept his phone back, glancing at Jiobe as he brought a chair

"Such warmth for someone you invite"

"We gave you a chance because know-it-all Rosa decided to bring---"

"You've been so rude, Mabel" Trent mused.

Damn...

That look of surprise in her eyes as it widened.

Rosa turned to him, confused

"You bitch..." Mabel flared at Rosa,

"Did you tell---"

"Calm down, Mabel" the leader— dragon masked, interrupted.

Kicking her to the curb like that, huh?

"I–I didn't..." Rosa turned to the leader.

How the fuck does he know her name? She glanced at Trent.

Was this a big mistake?

"She didn't tell me anything" Trent cut in, crossing his leg

"If you're anywhere a good organization as the name suggests, you can find that out"

"Jiobe..." The leader growled.

Before Jiobe could reach for his gun, Trent pulled the one he holstered to his leg and bang... Headshot.

Mabel screamed and jumped as the others stood up, surprised.

"W–Wha---" Rosa gasped, startled

"You don't treat a guest like that" Trent mused, looking at the leader who remained seated glaring at Rosa

"You will do nothing to her, Mr. Corbin" he chuckled

Corbin's eyes widened

"And you can not connect anybody, Mr. Trevor" he turned to the Lion masked,

"That call won't connect, Dylan"

Rosa walked towards him, legs trembling

"What the fuck are you doing?" She whispered, eyes twitching as she looked at Jiobe's dead body

"Poor man" Trent clicked his tongue, shaking his head as he looked at the body

"Yuvra Adolf" he chuckled,

"Ex Kraven Intelligence— dishonored and on the run"

He turned to the leader

"You being able to shield him means you've got some authority— enough to undermine Kraven Intelligence's"

The leader remained silent.

The others were so quiet with Mabel in full panic mode.

What a nice unwinding...

"Now..." He chuckled, leaning against the chair

"The Celestials" he turned to Rosa

"Is it the most powerful in the country?"

She nodded, glancing at the leader.

Hmmm...

"Did they help you gain as much wealth as you currently have?"

"Y–Yeah..."

He chuckled.

If such an organization could push Rosa Theron to such wealth... Doesn't that mean Morlov doesn't mean much to Lumina?

"So you owe them..."

She nodded, glancing at them.

Fuck... What have I done?

This is definitely going---

"Not anymore" he chuckled, standing up.

"Mr. Corbin... Mr. Trevor, Mr. Dylan and beautiful Madam Mabel" he mused

"I'm not even sure you're beautiful with that foul tone you have"

They positioned themselves, eyeing the gun in his hand.

"Don't worry about this" he laughed softly, waving it.

"Rosa..." He turned to her,

"Y–Yes?" She gulped, walking closer

"Chill... We're friends, aren't we? You even acknowledged me and all, right?"

"Y–Yes"

"Good" he chuckled, turning to them.

"Lady and Gentlemen... It is with happiness that I present Rosa Theron, new leader of the Celestial group"

"W–What?" The leader growled

"Is that the name? Celestial group of brotherhood?" He turned to Rosa.

"Congratulations Rosa" he smiled

"You've just transcended into a Dragon"