Took me a while, but I finally found him. I searched all of New York,
but I managed to find him in a coffee shop, sitting in a corner by
himself. I went up to his table and sat down.
“Long time no see,” I said.
“Hey, David,” he said. He was wearing this headband that was
pulled down over his right eye.
“What's with the headband?” I asked.
“Black Vice,” he said.
“What does that mean?” I asked.
“Long story,” he said, picking up his coffee and making for the
door. “I'll explain later.”
I followed him to this abandonned place on the outskirts of Queen.
“Where are we?” I asked.
“This is where I've been this whole time,” he said. “I had to
drop off the radar so Bill Dawson wouldn't be able to find me.”
“You mean the nutjob who tried to recreate the plagues?” I asked.
“Yeah, him,” Daniel said. “He's not too happy about how I got
in his way before.”
A man came out the front door around then.
“Oh, Dan, you're back,” he said. He stopped dead in his tracks
when he saw me.
“Wilson Powell,” I said.
“David Kallaway,” he replied, somewhat grudgingly.
“Do you two know each other?” Daniel asked.
“Will here's an ex-proxy, like me,” I said. “Heard you dropped
off the radar after an assignment in Oregon.”
“I had a nasty run in with Benjamin Malkator,” he said. “I
agreed to leave Slender Man's services if he let me live.”
“Malkator used to be pretty brutal, huh?” Daniel asked.
“The guy devoured the rest of my team as if they were scones,”
Will said.
“So what are you doing here?” I asked.
“This place is a runner hideout,” he said. “Daniel helped out
of a tight spot with the Wooden Girl and the Convocation, and we've
both been staying here ever since.”
“Really?” I asked.
“Yeah, Daniel's been pretty helpful,” Will said.
“I just do what I have to,” Daniel said.
“Don't be so modest,” Will said. “We all saw you beat the crap
out of that Grayskin last week.”
“It's no big deal, really,” Daniel said. “I have these powers,
so I might as well protect people with them, right?”
“I guess so,” I said.
“This place won't be safe for much longer, though,” Daniel said.
“What do you mean?” Will asked. “We'll be safe as long as
you're here, right?” (I think this guy's gotten a little reliant on
Daniel)
“As long as there's only one of me here,” Daniel said. “But
that's not the case any more. Look over there.”
He nodded his head toward an alleyway down the street. The masked
Daniel I encounter in Tokyo was watching us. He vanished into the
Path Of Black Leaves shortly after I caught sight of him.
“The Enhanced has found me,” Daniel said. “I don't think he's
here for a casual chat.”
“I could probably go after him,” I said.
“Not a good idea,” Daniel said. “I'm not about to pick a fight
with him yet either. I've seen what he can do.”
“So what should we do?” I asked.
“For now, we wait,” Daniel said. “Hopefully, We'll figure out
what he wants. I things go South, you and I could probably bring him
down together.”
“Okay,” I said.
So, we're both staying in this place for now, waiting for Enhanced
Daniel to make his move. Let's hope this goes well.
I've only had one dream since last time. The Ace Of Chaos was walking
through the woods, carrying this huge, wicked looking sword. The
symbol on his mask had changed. It now displayed his symbol of an eye
and chains. He continued walking for a while, before he collapsed and
began coughing. Slender Man appeared above him.
So you
crafted it, it said. But
will it work?
“We're about to find out!” The Ace Of Chaos said, lifting the
blade and charging.
Everything went black. The next thing I knew, The Ace Of Chaos was
lying unconscious on the ground. The sword was no where to be seen.
Two figures were standing over him. One of them was a woman in a
faded gown. The other... I'm not sure. Schle was wearing baggy
clothing and a mask that made schler gender difficult to tell.
“He looks pretty beat up,” the woman said. “What do you think
we should do, Isiore?” she asked.
“Let's bring him back to the ship,” the other person said. Schler
voice was muffled, so I still couldn't tell the gender.
“I feel a lot of mana coming from him,” the woman said.
“Let's worry about that later, Keursio,” the other person said.
“Come on, help me carry him.”
And that's where the dream ended.
