The sun was already dipping into the horizon, the day was about to transverse into night. To most people it was time to go home and chill, others were to find a bar and relax.
That was not the case for Zayan.
As a night courier, his work starts now. He rode his scooter along the streets towards the location where the drop was. His eyes behind the helmet was steady aside from the occasional glances at his rear view mirror anytime he passed a police checkpoint.
Few minutes later, getting to an alley, he parked his scooter at the entrance before he came down, he did not take off his helmet, which was a rule he had been advised upon.
"Do not take off your disguise, keep your identity anonymous"
As he stared into the alley, Zayan began to feel a creepy sense of unease, the alley was not too dark, aside from the dim lighting and the haze,it was just normal.
"It's my last one, after this I'm done" he muttered to himself before taking a step into the alley.
As soon as Zayan did, he felt like he was being watched by several pairs of eyes. Within his helmet, a trickle of sweat fell along his right eye.
With the approaching winter, which made the night really cold, his jacket was warm, but the warmth was uncomfortable as he walked into the alley while looking for where the drop is.
As soon as he walked past a trash can, he sighed in relief, there just beside the trash can was a bag.
"Isn't this bag a little too big?" he frowned as he looked at the bag which was bigger than what he always carried, before he shrugged and walked towards it.
As Zayan attempted to take the handle, a hand clasped his shoulder to which he grabbed and turned around with a dagger to the owner who raised his other arm in the air while looking at him with a sly smile.
"Whoa, whoa...hol'up kid"
"Who are you?" Zayan asked, his hand clasped tightly around the dagger.
"No need to fret, I'm the guy who owns the drop you're picking " the man said as his ruby pupils twinkled and he licked his lips. Zayan could have sworn he saw fangs.
" Isn't the drop,this bag?" Zayan asked as he let go of the man while taking a step back.
"Hehe, why would we ask for a kid if we wanted to dispose off a dead body" the man said before he continued, "your drop is somewhere else, come with me"
The man not waiting for Zayan walked further into the alley, Zayan stared at his back before he followed not lowering his dagger once. Glancing back, the man grinned.
"My name's Marcus, you can relax, I'm not really gonna bite...maybe" the man said as he walked on, his last word a whisper.
"..." Zayan did not reply as he just followed while looking around. He stopped when the man stopped moving.
Marcus turned around and looked smiled at him, moving out of the way, he pointed at a small briefcase on the floor.
"Here's what you came for..." Marcus gestured towards the case and urged Zayan to go take it.
Without dropping his guard, he walked forward and picked up the briefcase, he stepped back and looked back at Marcus but he was no longer there.
"Ghost?"
Without waiting, Zayan ran back the way he came without looking back, he sped up on seeing his scooter at the entrance, he climbed it, started it and zoomed off.
His eyes widened when he stared at his rearview mirror, he saw the Marcus standing there while grinning at him.
"Fvck...if I survive tonight, I'll really stop this!" Zayan swore before he noticed a few black cars around him, it was already night.
The window of the car on his left whined down, and a very handsome man held the steering wheel while he stretched his palm out towards him.
"Give me the briefcase"
Zayan looked at the man, before looking back at the other cars,"is this a heist?"
He had never seen this man before, neither has his boss informed him about someone else coming to receive the drop.
"Bring back the drop, do not hand it over on your own, I will do the handover"
His boss' orders rang in his ears, looking at the man, he increased his speed and continued, he immediately took a turn causing the car on his right to screech to a halt but it still hit Zayan's scooter toppling it.
Zayan fell off before he rolled out, the briefcase rolled out before it opened and a red or the size of a fist rolled out.
Ignoring his injury, Zayan stood up and rushed forward, picking up the orb which pulsed like a heartbeat in his hand. Shrugging the feeling, he ran forward.
As he ran, Zayan noticed what he had not noticed before, the streets were empty, no one was moving around unlike usual, which was really creepy.
The handsome man got down from his car, he stared at Zayan's back with a frown on his face. He looked at the other people in their cars and his frowns deepened.
"Are you expecting me to give you guys candy, before you get me the orb?" The man asked in a low tone before the men got down from the car and chased after Zayan, whom they got to in seconds as he had not run far.
The speed at which they got to him was unimaginable, as they surrounded him. Zayan held the orb in his hand as he knelt on the ground, taking off his helmet revealing his face.
Black hair, coupled with piercing golden pupils and a face manh would love to look at. Zayan was handsome.
"Oh, how handsome even more than I am" the handsome man's voice came from behind the men who were surrounding Zayan as they parted allowing him to walk through.
Zayan stared defiantly at the man who looked at him with a mocking smirk.
"Give me the orb"
"Why should I?....I only know that I was ordered to drop it at a location not hand it over to someone" Zayan said.
"Don't play with me boy, give me the orb" the man said as his eyes turned deeper red.
"Let me ask my boss" Zayan said as he took out his phone and dialed a number, it rang for a while before a beep and a gruff voice came through.
[Boy, what's up?...You're done with your last job, never expected Marcus to let you off easy]
Zayan was puzzled by what the voice on the other end said. "What?"
"Enough with your chit-chat, tell the kid to give me the orb" the handsome man said.
[Orb?....what orb?...isn't what you're getting a dead body?where did an orb come from?]
"You'll have to ask Marcus, but for now I'm taking the orb" the handsome man said.
[Zayan....Smash it]
Zayan did not know how his body moved but he rose his hand into the air and under the widened gaze of the handsome man, he smashed the orb on the ground.
What happened next was hearing a curse before his body was flying through the air and crashing head-on into a wall, and feeling a while lot of pain.
Before his gaze darkened, he saw a static blood red holographic screen. He could only make up a word.
[πππππππ System...]
Then his vision darkened.