Lucian Thorn

Silicon Valley, California - Lucian's apartment

Lucian made his way into the bedroom.

He opened a safe just beside his bed.

"I never wanted to be back."

Thorn stared at the various knives and guns kept neatly in a briefcase.

They were packed with the intention to never be used again.

Kablam Crrrrack

There was a sudden sound accompanied by the sound of glass cracking.

"Sniper."

"They found me too soon, didn't they? Hehe."

There was no trace of worry on Lucian's face. No hurriedness. He was a man who enjoyed this thrill.

He is a man who enjoys the hunt.

Lucian grabbed his suit from the hanger. Black coat, black tie, black pants adorned with a white shirt, and made his way into the bathroom.

The shadows obey him, the darkness respects him.

The Raven has set flight once again.

From the briefcase, he pulled out his sniper.

"Now now, you love to shoot from afar, right?"

"10 degrees to the west, 30 degrees to the south."

"Found you."

He positioned the sniper towards the top of a building, the head of the sniper completely in sight.

"Where has he gone? If it weren't for the glass, I must have gotten him," said the sniper without even knowing anything about his imminent death.

"One. Two. Three. Boom," the bullet shot out from Thorn's sniper.

"One down."

"Boom."

"Second one. All snipers out."

Step Step Step

"From stairs then."

"Time to say goodbye, my apartment."

Lucian took out a Glock 22, loaded it with .40 S&W caliber with swift movement of hands.

Took out more ammunition and adorned them in the spaces in his belt which were specially designed to carry them.

Took out a combat dagger and put it in the socket at the back of his pants.

After that, he hung the briefcase at his back.

All this was done in a matter of seconds.

Click Clack

The door to his apartment opened.

5 men dressed in black appeared at the door.

"Raven, we are here to cut your wings."

Blam

One of the men fired a shot. Lucian dodged it effortlessly.

Pow Crack Bam Blam Bang

"Five down. It was a right decision to choose a Glock."

This is the Raven, the natural predator. The name feared by all in his field.

He walked out of his apartment stealthily, taking a map of his surroundings.

Pow

"Phew, appeared out of nowhere. Do I need a silencer? Eh, what's the fun."

"I hear footsteps. One. Two. Three. Six persons in total."

"Would be interesting."

Lucian charged head-on. He slid straight into them.

Pow Blam

"One."

"It's the Raven."

Lucian held a man by the hand, removing his access to his pistol, kicked a man and made him fall to the ground, and then shot at the other man.

Crack

"Two"

Again fired at the man he kicked.

Pow

"Three"

He removed the knife from the socket, slashed at the neck of the man he was holding.

Shhhhink

"I don't like blood spilling on me. Fourth down."

The fifth man charged at him as using a pistol at such a close range was futile.

Lucian kicked the man in his balls.

Thwack

"AHHHHHHHHH"

"Oh dear, I bet it hurts."

Lucian winked at the sixth man who was looking at this scene with a dull look on his face.

Blam Pow

"All down."

All down, all 6 of them. They didn't even get a chance to draw their pistols. It was a one-sided massacre.

A single strike, a fleeting breath,

He brings the quiet touch of death.

Facing Lucian is not just about being physical, your mentality matters too.

He makes you experience despair. He makes you completely helpless. No matter what you do, *if you face the Raven, your end is demise itself.*

"Let's descend, shall we?"

In the background, we could see written:

9th Floor

In shadows deep, the Raven flies

*Crack* *Boom*

Silent wings, no last goodbyes.

Blam Shhhhink Snap

A single strike, a fleeting breath,

"Shh, kid time to die", Slice

Pow Bam

He brings the quiet touch of death.

"17 shots already? Let's reload"

Click Clack

No mercy here, no second chance,

"Spare me, please"

Blam

Just one last, fatal, deadly dance.

"We got 9 of you here huddled together, huh."

"One" Pow

"Two" Shhhhink

"Three" Thwack

Splat

When Raven comes, your time is torn—

Crack Boom

"Four and Five"

"Y....You are a monster" Thrusts dagger

Clang

"Six."

"Wrong, I am the Raven."

None escape the flight of Thorn.

"Time to test my katana."

Swish

"Two in one"

Bam

"Everyone dead, good job Thorn, Yoohoo!"

Ground Floor

"I had fun, but now let's go out."

After this ruthless killing, Lucian made his way out of the apartment.

This cannot be called just killing, this was a slaughter.

A raven moving through a flock of birds, mercilessly slaughtering each of them.

Each of his strokes is nothing short of perfection, as if killing is art itself and Thorn is the artist.

The irony is that he does not hold a brush but a dagger.

He does not paint with colors, but with blood.

Thorn is out.

Clap Clap

There was a sudden sound of clapping. Lucian looked for the source of the voice and found that it was coming from a speaker.

"The Raven, just as the legends say, very fierce, bloodthirsty, and the merciless hunter. You slaughtered all of the thirty men I sent," the voice coming from the speaker appeared to be shaky and fearful.

One would wonder if it was due to the speaker being old. But we all know it was due to a single man, Lucian.

"Trust me, it would be 31 if it weren't the speaker but you here. Honestly, I lost count after 5."

"I have no doubt about that. But, Raven, there are still seven days left. I wish you luck hahahaha."

*Bam*

"I just hate these hypocritical villain laughs."

"Well, if I am into the abyss, let me devour it completely hahahahahaha"

"Why am I laughing like a villain too? I hate myself."