Rumper Karn, one of the three founders of the organization known as NIRV. There was Rickle Epmen, Rumper Karn, and Tinth Dullwan.
It was said that these three scientists were the ones that had e up with the Altered process in the first place.
Although NIRV was not the only facility or pany that dealt with Altereds and their creations, they were certainly the first, the biggest, and the most known throughout the world.
Which was why Raven was wondering, what on earth was one of them doing on the rooftop of a car park of all places?
He stood there with his white lab coat on and his puffy hair that stuck out the sides. This was how Raven was able to recognize him; he had a more distinctive look pared to the other founders.
There were a few men in black suits and sunglasses looking like a team of bodyguards, but on top of that, there were those that were far more casually dressed nearby.
They didn’t look to be part of NIRV, but Raven had a good guess as to who these individuals were.
‘Retrievers… it makes sense for the founder to have some protection around him. Normally, people wouldn’t be enough,’ Raven thought. ‘But what is the founder doing right here, right next to the stadium where the match is going on of all places? It can’t be a coincidence that they’re in this city… something has to be going on.’
Rumper had been standing in the parking lot for a while, constantly checking his watch and tapping his foot.
“What is going on? That man has been late a few times in the past, but he’s never been this late!” Rumper shouted. “Is he still not answering his phone, or sending any type of update?”
“No, sir,” one of the men in black suits answered.
“I thought with him having Stanley by his side, he would reply quicker. He should know how important all of this is! Did he get knocked out in his fight or something?”
“Sir, you know how impossible that is. Let’s just wait for a little while longer,” the man replied.
Raven waited by the outside door, not moving from his spot. At first, he just wanted to escape, run away from the city, and figure out what to do later.
After all, he was sure the One Gang would have figured out he had escaped by now, and there was a chance that there would be multiple people after him from all over.
Yet, another thought hit his head. There was anger toward Harvor for what he had done, locking him up, and he wanted payback even if it was small.
This might be his chance to dig up some dirt on Harvor or find a way to disrupt whatever plan he had.
Since it was NIRV that was involved as well, there might be even more opportunities for him to do something.
As he waited, though, something strange occurred—a loud blaring alarm started to sound. It was constantly going off, and even Rumper looked confused.
“Sir, it seems to be the fire alarm.”
“Fire alarm, now of all times?” Rumper asked.
“From what I can tell, the fight seems to have e to an end, and now the fire alarm has been set off. The people could be rushing to the car park after, to head home.”
“It’s best if we get inside and wait there.”
Rumper looked extremely annoyed by everything happening, twisting and turning his head. It looked as if he didn’t want to be seen.
“I need to make the delivery today,” Rumper said. “You two, head to the area along with Simion,” Rumper ordered, pointing at two of the retrievers and one of the men in black suits.
“It’s getting harder and harder to deliver these. Rickle’s eyes are on my back, and if he finds out, this whole thing is going to be a mess.”
Due to Raven and his special Altered trait, he had heard everything.
‘So the founders are going behind each other’s backs? But what’s in that metal suitcase that he just handed off? This might be bigger than I thought.’
Rumper had gotten back in the luxurious car that drove away. It didn’t appear to go far though, only parking up.
It made Raven more curious about whatever was in that briefcase. Rumper surely wanted it to be delivered, and Raven was already sure it was heading to the One Gang leader.
‘They’re heading this way; it might be the perfect opportunity.’
Raven headed further down the staircase. The door opened, and the man in the black suit held onto the briefcase while walking ahead with the two other retrievers.
They walked down the staircase and went to take a quick turn heading further down. It was then that one of the retrievers felt a large green slime ball hit them right on top of their head.
“ARGHH! It burns!” The retriever wanted to shout, but the green liquid had already burnt most of his head, killing him on the spot.
The man in the suit turned around, but before he or the other retriever could do anything, both of their heads were chomped off by what looked like a giant snake’s mouth.
They fell to the floor, dying on the spot.
“If it’s so important, they should have gotten better guards,” Raven said as he de-transformed his body.
“Although there aren’t many stronger than me, only those damned Kings.”
Taking the metal case, Raven wanted to look at what was inside instantly. It was locked, but that wasn’t much trouble for him.
Pricking his finger slightly, his blood dropped on the locks, his acidic nature of his blood melting right through the briefcase.
He went to hold it again, and just as he did, his heart started to thump louder.
“What is this?” Raven said as he went to grab one of his eyes. When pulling his hand away, it was covered in plete darkness.
“Why is my eye acting up now of all times!” Fighting through, Raven opened up the briefcase anyway.
As soon as he did, his body started to react strongly. Inside the briefcase, there were ten Altered injections. However, all of them—the liquid inside the vials—were moving around, a black substance that appeared almost sticky and alive.
“It’s just like the solution I took… and there’s so many of them! Why would Harvor even have this?”
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