Prodigies: The Dark Phantom

Episode 21

But Vincent tried to make him feel calm, “Don't be afraid,” he stood up properly and put his left hand behind to grab his other hand, “I'm not here to harm you or your family.”

“What?” he still wonders about Vincent's real intention.

“I am here to help you.” Vincent replied.

“A help?” he's still wondering.

“You're wife died after a terrible road accident, and you losed a leg...” he gently bended his right arm till his hand matches his chin. “You also failed to have the only thing that could lessen the grief in your heart.” while saying these words, he stares at his hand gently gripping and opening it.

“Justice.” as he said this word, Vincent's eyes suddenly glowed red in front of the teary man, making his worried eyes broaden because of amazement.

Then Vincent gently stretches his arm and showed him his palm, holding nothing.

The man's eyes rolled down to Vincent's palm wondering why he was doing it.

“I can give you justice.” he took a glance at him and his eyes was broadened more when Vincent revealed his power.

A gentle twirling burst of flame came out at the hand of Vincent, revealing how he creates his dagger.

“Huh?, how could you do that?” the man couldn't believe what he was witnessing at this moment, a real magic that no mortal can do is happening in front of him.

Because of amazement and thinking that Vincent wanted him to take it, the dagger quickly disappeared before he was able to touch it.

Vincent closes his hand as he pulls it away from him, and hides his hand again behind him.

“Are you?... are you the extraordinary criminal in the news recently?” after witnessing the incredible power, he began to realized that Vincent was the one who's getting famous in the news.

Vincent gently bended his Nobelly and stares his red glowing eyes at him, “If you really want justice, then just say yes... Or else,” he unbends his belly, “I'm going to leave.” his red glowing eyes returned to normal.

“Wait! don't leave.” he quickly refuses him to leave.

His worried eyes and frightened look suddenly faded, when he's finally convinced that Vincent wasn't a threat to the safety of his family.

“How can you help me?” his hands are gripping the chair's armrests for he is decisive to receive justice through Vincent's help.

Vincent took off his left glove and reaches out the center of the man's forehead to lay his left thumb on it.

“Wh-what are you doing?,” he leaned back his head a little as Vincent's left hand is approaching his face, “h-hey—.” but he allowed him to touch him while feeling strange.

He frighteningly wondered what he was doing, but was suddenly stunned when flash of visions showed up when Vincent's thumb touches the center of his forehead.

The knowing has began.

A bright flash of visions showed up to their mind, revealing the past memories of him from the night of murder.

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- Nightfall -

Time | 7 PM onwards.

Rushing on the road that is divided into three lanes, the couple's motorcycle was about to curve to the left second lane when a black car suddenly rushes and invaded their spot.

Because of that, they almost loses their balance that might ended into a terrible accident. Luckily the man was able to control and bring back their balance.

The driver of the black car didn't showed any concerns, and just leave them there by increasing more his speed.

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(Traffic lights: Red)

The black car gradually stops on the fourth lane and is taking the lead of the vehicles lining behind it.

The driver of it is a bald old man with a thin body, he is wearing a business attire suit and just seating comfortably as he whistles like nothing dangerous did happened a while ago.

The couple surprisingly stops at the left side of the black car, and angrily knocks its windows.

The bald old man was disturbed so he opened the window on his left by pressing a button built on the left front door.

“What?!” he madly yelled at them and showing a drunk look.

“What what?!” the mad motorcycle driver stops knocking hardly.

“Don't act like you did nothing!” yelled by the woman behind the rider.

“You almost killed us! asshole!” he smashed the roof of the black car.

“Stop hitting my car!... Who are you?!” he swinged his left arm out of the window and nearly hit the motorcycle driver.

“He looks drunk!” the woman said.

“f*****g old man!, you must be reported!” he madly pointed out a finger to the old man's face.

The old man just laughs at them, “Report me?!, you don't know who you're dealing with!”

“We don't f*****g care who you are!, you f*****g old man!” the woman hardly smashes the car's roof again.

“I said stop hitting my car! you ugly old b***h!” he looked out of the window and swinged his arm again.

“What did you just said?!.” when he heard those words that insulted his wife, “You motherfucker I'm gonna f*****g kill you!” he began giving him a heavy punches on his face.

The black car's driver forcedly closes the window while dodging and blocking his punches, but it still didn't stop them from hitting his car.

(Traffic lights: Yellow)

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(Traffic lights switched: Green)

Their quarrel only stops when the road lights finally switches lights.

(Vehicles growls)

All idling vehicles began to accelerate row by row including the black car. The black car rushingly accelerated to leave the couple behind, but the driver of the motorcycle didn't allow him to get away.

He rushingly accelerated their motorcycle and tried to reach the escaping black car.