Chapter 2:
Wake Up, Lousy Agent
My name is Helena von Adrielle, also known as Helen the Invincible Dark Mage.
I'm the eldest daughter of the Adrielle 'Crime' Family, one of the big four powerful mafia families in Freedom City, the capital of United Realm of Pacific.
According to my school, I am a sixteen-year-old prodigy, who has a high aptitude in magic. No one has ever defeated me in combat ever since. Not a single one in this generation.
So what's the addition to my background? It's my family legacy!
My mother is a native beautiful noble-blood German artist in Berlin, whilst my father is a tall and handsome Russian mob from a bourgeois family.
So genetically speaking, I am a mixed race in different bloodline. In addition to that, I heard that my grandfather from my mother's side is an American - a veteran during the American Civil War. Therefore, I can acclaim it also that the blood of an American from the British lineage runs into my veins.
Oh, the history of my family is quite complicated to discuss in details, so let's move on. Shall we?
Twenty years ago, my beloved parents migrated to this city when they were young. The United Realm is an independent sovereign state created for families with children - who were born with unique abilities. It is under the 'high' supervision of the United Nation, so there is no country -including the 8 Great powers- could influence the governance of this small country. Which is given a big reason for the notorious big bullies or infamous criminals to take advantage of using it to live here.
Why do you think? Because these bad guys can control everything in the shadows without any trouble.
Why do you ask again? Because it is easier to pursuit their illegal businesses here. Gosh, money is really a curse object that humanity invented in this world. Big bullies who possessed a big amount of money can manipulate the government at their will. Not to mention, they can freely put their pawns or puppets into congress and control the country in the shadow, lol.
Easy peasy~.
Continuing on.
My parents were thinking an ambitious, risky and wonderful idea: to acclaim a title and territory in this new environment. Their main objective here was: to establish our own name as a new crime family. Which they failed to achieve in other countries like the US.
In other words, my father wanted to become one of the big boss in this country.
Sigh... Daddy was really a jerk at that time, However, we won't reach our current status and level of the scumbags in this corrupt society when he dreamt big.
Believe it or not, he became too powerful that not a single of these big shots tried to mess with us.
After I was born, the clan becomes the strongest family across the entire region after its founding.
Well~, daddy and mommy were so proud to have a talented daughter. They gave me everything that I wanted -spoiling me and corrupting me to become egoistic and narcissist.
They enrolled me in the most expensive school in the country, Osama High School Academy.
I enlisted myself as a hunter when I got the school's recommendation. I proudly proclaimed my victory and set my standard higher than my peers -to become the next SSS-class 'shadow hero'. A licensed hunter who'll beat up the bad guys, punish the criminals, and eventually, form my own clan!
Within one year after my enlistment, I quickly blitz my way to finish all of the beginner's quests. I kicked all of the butts of the people who tried to play a prank on me. I even formed my own faction to dominate the school under my rule. Of course, daddy backed up me with his donations, so I fully controlled 25% of the school's governance. But I was too weak. I still haven't defeated the big 3, especially my rival named Veronica!
That's why I sensed something odd inside my heart. I could see the world was too boring to watch.
So, I asked my parents for advice. For some reason, my dad told me to take a day off.
So this summer, I decided to move to Berlin. But this city is too quiet. No fun. Full of riots out there. But I loved riots and gangsters, but they didn't give me satisfaction. Too boring!
Despite receiving some good rewards by killing the targets on my list, I was still dissatisfied.
I moved to its most dangerous place, but the bad guys out there were too plain and weaker than I ever imagined.
'Next time, I will go to Moscow. I'm pretty sure the bad guys out there are more dangerous than these scumbags. Or should I move to Netherlands or Mexico? Nah, too boring. I have to watch my back, so I won't get backstabbed.'
Then, one day, a disaster happened in front of me.
I was too bored to fly on my father's private plane, so I decided to buy a ticket for an international plane.
Then, I didn't see that there were some bad guys entering it too.
Two hours later, I was silently listening to classical music on my headset when those scumbags activated an [Anti-Mana A-Class Crystal].
"Hijack!" the flight attendant screamed out loud. All of us were surprised and couldn't move our bodies.
Why do you think? Because these scumbags activated a [Gravitational A-Class Crystal]. It is a powerful tool against A-Class Hunters who possessed mana and Ki-powers inside their bodies.
I was still a C-Class Hunter, so this magical crystal greatly put me into my place.
'Damn it, I'm so weak! But this is challenging!'
"Give me that briefcase or I'll you shoot!"
'So they are after that briefcase, huh.'
"I won't give you this, fuck off," the owner of the briefcase refused.
"Give me the key!" Hijacker 1 hit him with his weapon.
"Hey, that's too much!" I declared.
"Nobody cares!" The hijacker hit me too, but the damage was not that severe.
'He's weaker than I thought. Fuck, I cannot move,' I gritted my teeth as I struggled to move my body up.
"Boss, we found the air marshal. We will soon take control of the whole place once we captured the captain and his crew," Hijacker 2 reported as he pointed his thumb at the cockpit's door.
"No hunters will stand in our way this time. Hehe~ thank goodness, those assholes will always choose to ride their own private planes, though," Hijacker 1 murmured.
"Boss, we set a limitation for the crystals," Hijacker 4 stated. "Noted, make sure it won't reach the cockpit. It is the only place we can take a shit without a problem," Hijacker 6 laughed.
"Do you think I am stupid to leave it like that? Of course, I won't do that," Hijacker 4 argued. "You will. Remember, you screwed up when we activated it on the Chinese coastline. Thankfully, it didn't cause a world war, lol," Hijacker 5 mentioned.
Every passenger who was near them was agitated. Their faces turned blue, and their bodies became colder than before.
They were using a powerful magical crystal that deflects the effects of those crystals.
'Only an S-Class hunter can go against them this time, but unfortunately, S-class hunters won't even fly in this cheap plane. Shit, I feel so useless.'
"Fuck, I need to take a shit. Where's the toilet, lady?" asked Hijacker 2 to the attendant. "It's... it's over there," the attendant pointed her shaking index finger at the door.
"Good. Thank you," Hijacker 2 stood up and moved his feet at the door.
'Shit, I cannot move. If they discover me that I am a hunter, I am screwed,' I trembled.
"Oh... my... Take a look at that. I didn't think we will have a powerful guest inside this plane," Hijacker 1 giggled after he locked his eyes at me.
'Sh... shit,' my eyes opened wide in fear.
"Ms. Hunter. You're too young to face this man, though. Good grief, why aren't you taking a flight on your private plane? I guess, you didn't think you will face a powerful opponent, or you feel safe, or you're too dumb to think you can safely land in your hometown without any trouble, huh?" Hijacker 1 slid the edge of his pistol on my face.
'Is... Is this fear? Mommy, daddy, is this fear? I am going to get killed by a weak opponent like him?'
"W-what... is... your... name?" I asked. "Mr. Walther The Hardcore. Nice to meet ya, Ms. Hunter," he tapped his hand on my cheeks.
My eyes opened wider than before. My heart pumped out faster like someone rode a rollercoaster in a high place.
'No... no way... It's Walther The Hardcore. An SSS Hunter. A former hunter who becomes the God Tier Criminal in the Freedom City!'
"Don't struggle, miss. This event will soon be over. Hmm... you have a nice body, huh. What do you think? Do you want to taste the magnum 45 that I have inside these expensive pants of mine?" asked Walther as he slid over his gun on my skirt.
"Do-don't... touch me," I begged.
"I guess your parents taught you well. How about we played a little game? Do you want to enjoy private time together?" Walther giggled as his lustrous desire kept me at a disadvantage. "Please.... stop... this," I closed my eyes.
I didn't want to see myself like this.
"Man... I cannot wait. I guess we will have a good time together. The flight will take 4 hours. Damn it, I wish I can use my spell right now. I guess you will soon become a mother of my child, Miss Hunter," Walther giggled.
'Noooo! Damn it. I want to escape! Don't use your spell on me. Don't use it. I don't want to become your slave! Someone or anybody, save me!'
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