Death Guns In Another World

Chapter 970 - 917: Incursio and Zero

Snow came as heavenʼs sunlit glitter to bring the world to a new shine.

Upon the rise of the sun the forest was so snow-white. It had a pristine aura that begs of the soul to stop for a moment and let the sight enter your soul.

Under this scene stood a black haired young girl. Her hair, black and straight, moved as soft prairie grass in summer wind. It gives contrast to her face, sweetly white upon her porcelain white skin. She woven into the beauty of this place rather than a thing apart.

There was something of her spirit here in the trees and, as if they are always in communion, ever happy together, she seemed lonely but at the same time not, almost as if she existed for this.

Finally, the girl opened her ice-blue eyes that remind you of the blue sky and mumbled.

ʼʼThey say we live in the moment, that the past is always gone, and each day is something new, a stepping stone into a future we dream of even in the cold. For me, that is snow, that is those wintry days of bluster and ice. I see the earth of yesterday covered as white as any new page and the toddler in me rises as if armed with a rainbow of crayons, eager to set that right.

Yet today, Iʼm happy to simply walk in it, create a few footprints of my own. I watch them tumble, those feathered crystals, their chaotic flight to form a blanket that could not be more uniform, more orderly. Yet for some their destination is to come to my hand, to alight upon these ungloved fingers and let my warmth be their spring melt.

I remember that day as if it was yesterday brother, yes allow me to call you that, you might not be here anymore but as I stood here I remembered our conversation.ʼʼ

The girl said before closing her eyes in reminiscence.

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Past.

In one of the training rooms of the laboratory she was born into stood a small child, white hair and red eyes.

What am I?”

This was the first question the girl that will be known as Incursio asked to the man standing next to her. She asked this question as soon as she could talk.

Not who, but what.

After all, from the very beginning, she had never seen herself as anything more than an object. She was smart since the beginning and she could at least understand this much.

”You?”

Standing next to her, a middle-aged man wearing a white coat turned to face her.

His most striking features would be his face which was slightly handsome and his creepy smile.

”You are the tool that will allow me to reach success. I created you and your brother for this purpose.ʼʼ The man added and the little girl nodded.

This was the first conversation she had with the mad scientist known as Maddog. The little Incursio understood that she and others were nothing but tool for this organization. Yes! As soon she knew how to read and had perused through many book, she knew this man before her was nothing but also a tool, he might act all mighty but he was working for someone.

This left leave the little Incursio smiling, it mean in this organization even if you are tool, youʼre tool with rank. She decided to be the most useful tool out of everyone. So she trained tenfold more than others, if this didnʼt work she would train twenty folds, fifty and even hundred fold.

She was born genius but genius you would cease to be if you donʼt improve, the little Incursio understood this. She tried to beat everyone but there was one man she couldnʼt beat no matter what.

At first she had paid him to much attention, even with the rumors saying the two were born almost at the same time, that they could be considered as the Adam and Eve of Chaos project. This man name was Zero, Zero like the beginning of everything, his name mean he would be absolute to everyone, he was a true alpha and indeed he was.

Everything seemed easy for him to the extent that the little Incursio who didnʼt pay him any intention started doing so, she couldnʼt be blamed, this young boy was about to throw sand into her plans, something she couldnʼt allow, she had to show him his place.

So, begun their rivalry. It really started on their first mission.

Snow clouds, silver and black, in a multitude of precious-metal hues, adorned the sky as if they long to kiss the land.

Incursio and Zero stood face to face surrounded by nothing but snow and white trees. They killed others, strangely they both had the exact kills, five each.

Seven years old yet they had killed five people, children like them nonetheless, they laughed and ate together, yet the two didnʼt hesitate to kill them and they didnʼt feel any guilt even after performing such act as if it was natural for them.

Zero and Incursio stood face to face in silence with blood dripping from the knives they used to kill their comrades.

ʼʼYou know I like Snow, it pure white like our hairs, it let me know that in this life there is still something as pure as this. It worth fighting for, we must survive until the end, little sister you must survive and admire the snow.ʼʼ This was the first thing he said to him as if he could read her.

This shocked Incursio while at the same time left her infuriated, the little girl that time felt like she was being looked down upon. Smart or not, she was still a child.

Incursio decided to surpass this man for whom everything seemed to be to easy.

And like always he would act like her brother, never taking everything seriously.

Because of this behavior, the growing Incursio did many things in order to surpass Zero, even that time with the demon. She went ahead of everyone.

A sparkle in the fog, a trembling of stones, and suddenly she was faced by a frightening creation of grime and terror, they said it was a failed creation but it was too terrific nonetheless.

Two ravenous eyes stare at you with an overpowering animosity, and another sparkle resonates from its meager mouth with terrifying intensity.

A thick mane of hair adorns its massive head, which itself is adorned with fiery symbols. An intense heat escapes the creatureʼs forked nostrils set within a sinewy nose.

Its massive head sits atop a short, stringy body. Plated of steel have merged with flesh, but you donʼt wish to find out the probably horrifying specifics.

The creature took a step forward, its two legs stumblingly carry its demonic body with a maniacal energy. A powerful tail slithers behind it, coarse hairs cover it sporadically.

Two stunted wings extend themselves fully. Cracked bones, and fiery feathers stretch upward, and forcefully descend with a powerful gust. The creature steps closer, it becomes more and more menacing, and its eyes stare intently into yours.

For the first time Incursio felt something, it was fear, an emotion she previously thought she was foreign to.

She stood frozen as the thing called demon attacked with its sharp claw, her skin was ripped apart and blood flowed out.

Waves of throbbing, nauseating pain pulsed within her abdomen and she felt like the breakfast she ate would return to her in an instant. The little Incursioʼs entire body told her to stop what sge were doing, stop and find relieve from this hellish feeling. She held their fingers against her temples and gently massaged them.

One deep breath followed another, surely this pain could be ignored if she tried like in their trainings.

It had seemed like the pain had been there forever and in a way they were getting used to it, but at the same time the fact it might stick a little while longer was terrifying. However, she felt like there wasnʼt much that could be done either way, so the best course of action was to simply deal with it and get on with life until the pain subsided.

It was then he appeared, like a big brother, caressed her hair and as if he had done magic, her pain seemed to lessened.

And he attacked the thing known as demon, he overwhelmed that things like an adult toying with a child. At the end as he held the demonʼs head inside his hand, he told her.

ʼʼRemember you should survive at all cost and enjoy the snow.ʼʼ

That day she admitted she was no match for him and decided to survive no matter what. She was a tool but a tool with goals in mind.

Her original goal was to become the most useful tool in order to survive and screw them but after that day she added another goal which was to survive at all cost and enjoy the snow while screwing the Chaos organization to the extent that they would never forget.

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Back in reality, Incursio opened her eyes and chuckled.

ʼʼTime to go meet my future sugar daddy. There are a lot of things he didnʼt know. The Chaos organization is more dangerous than everyone thinks.ʼʼ