The Hats in Mysteries.

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“Is it over?” asked Joe in exhaustion as he was worth out. He was losing his strength, his energy was graining away with his brow soaking in sweats. He exhaled and inhaled breathing in deep pressure while he was swallowing up his throat after every five breathings.

While he was sitting on the floor trying to restore his

energy within himself, he looked at the giant black headless body lying a few

steps away from him. From the deep open wound of his neck, the thick dark liquid was pouring out making a pool out of it as it was floating on the ground, taking even the huge body under it.

Through the window’s moonlight that reflected on the liquid giving it a shine of redness on the bloody pool, a vile scent was soon spreading all over the room like a lump of rotten meat been left out. Hence Joe was exhaled but due to the weight of exhaustion he felt uneasy with himself, giving him a rotten feeling in his stomach due to it, he fell on his left side and started vomiting.

The heavy pressure of dizziness in his head made him pour out white thick liquid several times from his mouth as he coughed nonstop trying to stop the illness but the pressure evaporating out from his stomach made him grew crazy.

His eyes went up rolling as he was leaning at his left side supporting the wall, he vomited out blood with that lust texture as it was lumpy, stretching long from his stomach to the mouth, it wasn’t getting out easily as he was struggling to vomiting, he began to punch the wall several time and breathe heavily in tear some eyes due to the severe pain.

He exhaled and inhaling asking aloud, “Wha….. What is wrong with me all of a sudden? Why do I feel so much ill? I….. I feel pain all over my body that I can barely move…. What happened to me? Why all this?...”

“Awake….” he heard a whisper in his head that gave him thrill in his heart, “That….. that voice…..” Again it appeared, “Awake….. awake…..” it was hissing in-ear, giving him terror that nailed pressure in his head.

“NO…..” exclaimed Joe inwards as he couldn’t believe what he just heard, “this can’t be…. It’s not him.” He spitted out blood, wiped his lips with the back of his hand, he turned around when the same voice spoke out, “you think you have won from me and that is true. Yes and I congratulate you for that however, just like every light has a shadow the same goes for every side has a dark side. It’s true you have won but, I won’t let you escape this building. You will remain here till the dawn and then be forced to meet up with me AGAIN!!.”

“WHAT?!” exclaimed Joe after hearing this strange event “again? What do you mean?”

“I don’t care to explain it to you, Joe” replied the principal as he placed his palm on the table and began to stand up.

He pushed the table slightly away with reeling steps he stood out of the splash wall of blood. As he stood back on his feet, this time this man was completely red in blood from the tip of his hairs till the heel of the shoes, he was all covered in red and the terrifying part…..Joe could view him in dim light as he was in the light form and Hevisan in the dark, he was seen in a dark black figure with red lines drawn all over him over his clothes, while he was standing at the end of the darkroom with his red eyes glaring at him and sharp bleeding teeth diming lightly in the dark, he said in a heavy voice,

“I won’t let you escape till the dawn….. and when we met I won’t spare you for a second…..”

This seems to be trouble. There wasn’t much time to think. Yet, there was something unusual of his words and returning.

To Joe’s thoughts, if it was midnight, this man would have given up his life span as he would remain on the table waiting for the slow death to take over him unfortunately, it didn’t happen. It wasn’t half time passing after he fought when suddenly the wicked Hevinsen stood up again back on his feet not to mention, his pacing aside, without any trouble of breathing, as his rip breaking was heard aloud, he knew very well that now was the time of the dawn outside.

Soon the midnight was coming to an end and the morning sun shall rise. On the contrary, this man had his hope of living, will of fighting, plans, revenging again for the dawn. He was planning to keep Joe in his custody till dawn and that didn’t sound anything good.

This time Joe had to run. He had to escape. Something terrible, a horrible event was about to take place, and to evade its occurring this young boy had to escape for his life.

 Gathering up all his strength, with his legs shaking, Joe held on the wall with his left hand while holding his gun on the right, he stood up tall and strong returning to the battlefield.

This time with the task to escape.

“I must run from here….” said the boy inwards “at the same time defeat this man. He won’t let me survive unless I put an end to him but… ah!” he fell back on the wall with his trouble of breathing hard, thinking how would he run if out no explanation his health condition was turned ill. He felt himself getting heated up due to fever as he fought for air.

Taking a strong push front he stood up convincing himself that he WILL do it and won’t leave.

“Awake!!” called the summoner again. This time with no sign of crest or symbol of call, instead a glowing light appeared on the headless body horrifically it started moving.

“What the heck?!” petrified Joe when he saw that headless creature’s large tail swing, with the help of his claws, it raised its back and stood up straight in front of the boy named Joe.

“It…… it’s alive!” surprised Joe.

GRRRRRR! A heavy loud scary roar was heard out of nowhere in the entire room. No one could tell whether it was this headless werewolf or someone else making this roar.

That headless creature stood with its arms hung as blood had greased all over its black fur making it shine in the dark.

“Did you think I call only summoner?!” asked the man from behind as he started laughing, “I can recall him again and use my werewolf’s body as a puppet…… it’s never ending”. With a swift, the werewolf attacked the boy with its large bloody claws. Joe quickly evade to his right as it hit the window behind him but to Joe’s surprise that window glass didn’t even fleet or crack. It was all still and new as the claws just got pounced on it.

“But, now?” shocked Joe when in an instead his reply came. That window had a diamond crest on it which was once seen while summoning the wolf. This crest was keeping a stronghold on the glass blocking it from receiving any damage.

“HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! As I told you earlier Joe!” laughed Hevinsen when the boy turned to him, “you can’t win from me and now you can’t escape me. I will not let you escape this cage HAHAHAHA!” he laughed as loud as his voice could spread.

If it was any ordinary middle schoolboy, he would fall on his knees crying, weeping for mercy, begging a chance to let him escape as he could surrender himself to him but this boy wasn’t that type.

This boy was Joe who knew when to be scared, when to be confused and when to be brave. He didn’t fear him as he was past a colleague age, he knew when to act fast.

“You think so?” he asked solemnly as that werewolf was turning to him.

“YES! IT’S OBVIOUS!” replied the man. “You are nothing, my boy. It’s all over for you.”

Joe gazed at the headless creature as it was walking towards him when he suddenly heard footsteps from far

STEP! STEP! STEP!

It was heading straight towards the office direction with its heavy steps echoing through the silent hallway.

“It’s here…” said Joe inwards and he made his move.

He hopped three steps back with a stamp on his foot, he jumped straight towards the werewolf reaching upon its shoulder.

Luckily, it had no head because it didn’t make a move against him when Joe was approaching him but, when he landed on its furry shoulder, it swiftly stamped its right side trying to feel and grab the thing that had landed on it.

Unfortunately for the werewolf, at the right moment, Joe launched off the shoulder into mid-air and flew towards the wicked man.

“WHAT?!” exclaimed Hevinsen in great shock when he saw him heading towards his direction in the dark surrounding as his weapon was prepared ready in his hand.

Inside the dark square of the room, through the dim light, the summoner saw Joe coming when he called out “GET THAT BRAT, WOLF! HE’S ON THE AIR! AH!” suddenly in a solid landing, the young boy sat in a squaring way, straight on the table right in front of him with his head down and hat covering his eyes, terrifying the Principle turning his head blank as he wasn’t sure how did he get so fast in front of him?

How did he manage to reach him in such a short time?

Before he could blink, the main office’s door blast opened, kicked by a leg and a young boy stepped in when suddenly, Joe stood up yelling,

“FIRE AT IT JIN! FIRE AT WILL!”

“Huh? What?” shocked Hevinsen.

Without a second thought, the white suit boy with a top hat named Jin pulled out his weapon, aiming to the left as he twisted 180 degrees to his side using perfect aiming, he fired!

BANG!

BANG!

BANG!

BANG!

Four consecutive shots were fired at the werewolf’s heart that pushed the huge creature to the end of the room and it fell on the wall with blood splashing all over the surface.

“No! What have you done?!” thundered Hevinsen as he reversed his steps when he saw this. He couldn’t believe what happened, how did everything take a turn against him?

Swiftly, Joe flipped his gun, turning the holding position to the front, and warned, “Speak of yourself you leer man, it’s all over”.

With a long swing, using all his force, putting all the anger and pain on this person in front of him pouring into him, he slapped the man’s face with his metal gun like a swing of a bat and threw him to the left of the end.

He was thrown there like a dead man hitting the wall with his head and he dropped on the floor losing his consciousness in an instead with blood pouring out of his mouth.

Thus, this was the end Joe chose for him rather than killing or slicing him into ribs.

Once the summoner was down the werewolf dropped on the wooden floor dead while its heavy huge body was soon rusted into grey sand spreading all over the dark red liquid turning the sandy substance into wet black mud.

On the other hand, though he was an ordinary boy, in some way or the other he managed to accomplish the abnormal mission he was given as this was a status more than his own age.

Exhaling and inhaling nonstop, with the gun raised high while he was holding it upside down, Joe stood like a curved batsman right after when they have hit their ball in six runs.

 He stayed in that way for a while catching up his energy as he was getting lost in his thoughts.

That’s when the other voice called behind, “Joe! Are you alright,” he stood up straight and turned to him surprisingly, smiling at him.

For the first time, he felt pleasant and relief in his heart after a long meritless fight, he felt calm with himself to see his friend that was suddenly, separated back there. It felt so relieved to get the chance of meeting up to him again.

“Jin….. I am glad to see you my friend” he said as he got off the table however when he got a glimpse of him, it was surprising to see find his friend Jin’s expression all covered up in stress. He seemed worried and depressed very deeply that his brows were soaked with his eyebrows shiver. Before Joe could question him out, Jin marched towards him and stamped his both hands on his shoulders exclaiming,

“Buddy! Come on! There is no time. We need to get out of here before dawn. It’s almost the end of midnight!”

“What? But why?” his friend questioned in perplexity that what was exactly going to happen? However, Jin didn’t care to reply him he said in anger as he began to pull him along himself with Joe’s shoulders that there wasn’t any time to get any answers. They must quit school immediately.

His friend Joe respected him at the same time his cautions about the situation that was going to take place around them, which they had no clue of it. He quickly sprang on his paces, racing out before his friend.

But once they were near the door, a step out, suddenly the entire school began to quake horribly. The ground vibrated the walls were cracking, the objects were falling on the floor crashing adding the weirdest thing that even the walls were starting to make their move.

 Some were stretching, some were going backward, some were sliding front and some were shrinking. Both the boys saw this as they held firm on their legs, standing a hold of themselves to avoid any fall. Once the shelf crashed on the floor, Joe swiftly grabbed Jin’s arms yelling, “Let’s get out of here!”

“Yes!” nodded his friend when suddenly, a shocking scene caught his sight and he said inwards,

“What is this? Blood lacquered on his right hand but how? What had really happened to him in such a short absence between him and Joe?  This isn’t good. Joe is not well……..”