Lucian Thorn

Moscow, Russia

A man in red suit looking at his golden phone, suddenly erupted with a loud noise.

“Voron, ubivai vse, chto mozhno”

(Voron, massacre all you can,)

“Begite, no... zhertva tol'ko borot'sya mozhet”

(Run, but... all a prey can do is struggle,)

“Khahaha!”

The Pale King is amused.

But Volkov, how long will this amusement last?

The Doom is approaching.

California, The States

Vroom Shhhhhhh

*On the day I was born

The nurses…. *

The loud sound of the roaring engine could be heard mixed with the energetic sound of the music blowing through the car’s speakers.

“This one matches the vibe.”

The one driving this beast of a Porsche was none other than Lucian Thorn.

The car drew a beautiful arc under the dimly lit sun of California as Thorn drifted through another sharp turn.

Thorn adjusted his rearview mirror, to catch a glimpse of the cars chasing behind him, with more joining with time—a convoy of Sedans, SUVs & sports cars, their intentions deadly and clear.

“There are at least a dozen of them.”, Thorn exclaimed.

Suddenly, Thorn slowed down.

The music blasted,

*Said leave this one alone

She could tell right away*

The sedan behind him caught up to him. The car window opens and what appears is a glint of metal—a gun was pointed on the head of Lucian Thorn through what appeared to be translucent glass window.

Bang

The bullet flew from the gun but was not able to penetrate the layers of the glass panel. Thorn pointed his middle finger towards the black hooded man. Turned the steering and

BAMMM!!

“That I was bad to the bone!”

The sedan ended up being crushed by the oncoming truck.

Another car attempted to overtake him.

*Bad to the bone*

Thorn saw an empty field to his right. He flicked the steering to his right.

The driver following him couldn’t apply brakes in time and crashed into the truck which previously hit the sedan and whose driver has stopped the truck to inspect the gruesome sight.

This followed a chain reaction and the cars following Thorn fell like a domino in front of the mighty truck.

“Bad to the bone”, Thorn while singing the lyrics looked in his side mirrors and still saw some cars chasing the Porsche like pesky ants.

*B-B-B-Bad*

Thorn took out two MP7 from his briefcase and loaded them with 40 round magazines.

Turned on the car’s cruise control.

Opened the sunroof.

“B-B-B-Bad”

Stood up.

“Bad to the Bone!”

Thorn after standing up started firing at the cars without care.

He sprayed bullets WITHOUT CARE towards the cars.

Tat-tat-tat-tat-tat-tat-tat-tat

The drivers of the cars were taken aback.

Some bullets hit the tyres of the cars, some hit the windows, some hit the panels.

Crack boom baaam thudddd

Some cars blasted, some crashed, some just split into two.

After what seemed like an endless eternity, each one of the cars following Lucian was destroyed, every driver was sent to the door of demise.

*I’m here to tell ya honey

That “I’m Bad to the Bone

Bad to the bone

B-B-B-B-Bad

B-B-B-Bad

B-B-B-Bad

Bad to the bone”

The music came to an end as well as Lucian’s short but deadly ride.

Lucian arrived at his destination.

It was time to meet ‘him’.

And the person referred to as ‘him’ was already waiting at the door.

A man with a friendly and amiable smile. Actions and expressions as gentle and calm as still motionless water.

“Vivian, long time no see.”

Vivian contrary to his personality was counted as one of the top 10 assassins in the whole world.

Nothing is more terrifying than an assassin granting you a gruesome death while gently smiling like a spring breeze.

“Mr. Thorn, my apologies, I can’t let you in.”

“Understandable.”

Thorn took out his pistol.

Bang

Thud

“Just a few minutes Vivian, need to clear some pests.”

Bang Thud Boom Bang

It took Lucian 2 minutes to clear the pests lurking around him.

Then Thorn looked straight into Vivian’s eyes with a serious expression.

“I need help.”

“The great Raven, in need of help? I’m sorry Mr. Thorn, as per the ordeal I should kill you right here.”

“No, no you are misunderstanding something. Why should the hunter be afraid of the prey? I was… stuck in a decision.”

“Care to tell me.”

“Where should I go next?”

Vivian was dumbfounded but quickly regained his usual calm demeanour. This is how Lucian usually is, carefree and easy-going. Only in the rarest of the rarest situations he gets serious. And when the Raven is serious, the world trembles.

Once, the Raven annihilated whole military of a certain billionaire and the head of the billionaire was put into display in full view in front of the public because the man demolished Lucian’s previous home, his orphanage.

Lucian and his sister Emma were orphans before being adopted by their current mother Julia Thorn. Lucian loved his sister and his mother deeply. If something happens to them Lucian might really set the world to fire.

“Go to New York, Vintage Dad was last seen there.”

Lucian chuckles.

“I still let out a laugh at his name. But isn’t this old man already retired?”

“He his, he now works for the Holy Sanctuary.”

“Good thing, even though he is quite old but facing him would be bit of a challenge not like I wouldn’t win.”

Thorn swirls his phone from his pocket and swings hand on the dial pad and proceeds to dial a number.

“How can we be of service?”

“California to New York, day after tomorrow, 3 pm.”

“Done Sir.”

Tick

The line disconnects.

1 Sacred Coin Deducted

“Should have travelled in economy class and should have paid in dollars, Ahhhhh, so expensive.”

“Mr. Thorn at least you wouldn’t face attacks while on plane.”

Thinking about this Lucian’s hairs stood up. What if someone hijacked the plane and crashed it.

“Yeah, it was a brilliant choice.”

Lucian extended out his hand to Vivian to which Vivian looked at for a few seconds and then nodded his head.

“The stupid rules. No problem, imma set off. Meet you after seven days, keep the booze ready.”

Lucian winked at Vivian and then with a flick of his hand opened his car’s door and sat in it.

“Oh wait, nights are free right? I don’t want people with guns at the door of my hotel while I am trying to sleep. Really difficult to kill while sleeping.”, Lucian pulled down the window of his car and asked.

“Yes, ordeal becomes ineffective at night.”

The car window pulled up and the Porsche set off.

Vroooooooom