The Man In The Black Hat Story Romane & Geschichten

We sat there and counted over two dozen and knew that they had to be more hybrids that Joshua was rounding up. One of the males decided to rebel and he pushed the man in the black cloak that was escorting him in. Black smoke came from the man in the black cloak’s hands and engulfed the man that pushed him. The man began to lift off the ground and his feet began to kick like the smoke that was now around him was chocking him. “Enough!” Echoed through the valley and I quickly turn my sight to a man that stood by the doorway. The man in the black cloak immediately let the other man down as the black smoke retracted back into his hands. I focused my wolf vision in on the man that spoke with auth

“I’m listening.” He expels a shaky breath, eyes fluttering open to meet mine. “I-I was approached by a man whose name I didn’t know because he didn’t tell me. He told me that if I-I hung around a group of guys and relayed information to him, he would give me a grand. And to someone living on the streets, it was like being offered a million bucks.” “And do you know remember this guy looked like?” “A-all I remember is he had black slicked-back hair, was older, maybe in his forties or fifties, had the bluest eyes I’ve ever seen. He was wearing an insanely expensive three-piece suit.”

The contract required the man to provide me with clothing so as I left the house in my stepmother's car with just a few things small enough to fit in one backpack, the camping story was even more believable. We pulled into a public garage and we exited the car. There were a few other cars in the garage but one stood out. A black one, immaculate in its appearance and fancy too. The body was so black it shone and reflected and outside it stood a man in a black coat. He had a black cap on that partly concealed his face. As I and my stepmother drew closer, he took off the cap and welcomed us with a creepy smile. I froze but my stepmother nudged me on.

"They did! They robbed their sort of manager! I can still remember how Daniel— oh wait, is it Daniel? Nevermind! That guy with the cards expertise tricked him while they were on the private plane, as far as I can remember, pretending to try that bald man with a hat's expertise in I don't know what, but like getting infos? Ah I don't know! He— Daniel together with the other Horsemen planned to suck that man, Arthur? Gosh, I'm bad at names! They planned to suck that manager's informations to get control of his bank account and give its content to the people using that trick!" Wow. Black couldn't help, but nod at her. His smile came back. "Right, right! They're so kind, right? Giving them their

Unexpectedly, the man in the black hood laughed loudly as if there was something worth laughing at. "As I thought, it seems like you really can't be trusted. You're not much different from King Nash!" Seeing that I was holding back my anger, the black-hooded man grinned. "I know you are gathering another pack to join in the goal of attacking King Nash and overthrowing him from his position." Again I rolled my eyes because he knew a lot about me.

The man wore black longs that covered his legs but left his goat-like hooves exposed. Was this man an experiment? Had he been part of the Institute, like Cassius, and escaped? Was he even someone we could trust? “I don’t bite” the man chuckled at his own joke, then sat on the lounge to pat the black dog still sleeping soundly “I’m assuming you don’t either?” “He doesn’t” I tilted my head to Orlando “but I do.” The man wasn’t fazed by my threat. Instead, he just smiled warmly. “Why did you leave the door unlocked?” Orlando approached the coffee table and inspected the drinks “haven’t you heard about the people stealing and killing each other since the bombs started?”

As he turned the corner, he found himself face-to-face with a stranger dressed in a black hoodie complete with a black hat perched on his head. "Oh my! Is this déjà vu?" Camilla gasped inwardly. It felt like this scene was familiar to her. It was like she had seen a similar sighting a few months ago. Kairav... meaning Bastian, Camilla witnessed that man dressed like this at the airport grounds back then. Camilla's eyes widened in surprise, clearly not expecting to come face to face with a man dressed in black who might soon awaken her trauma. The man's face was partially covered by his hat, but Camilla could see a mischievous glint in his eyes.

I was the only female. I was shocked to see only two people that comprised of the investors. A man in a dark grey suit and a woman who wore a black dress, with a dark wide brimmed hat that covered half of her face. She had on dark glasses. On her hands, were black suede gloves that went up to her elbows. She looked very Victorian in her dressing. Or she's probably trying to hide something. The man in the suit stood up with a big smile on his face. He introduced himself as Mr. Black.

KALILA POV He was dressed in all black, a pair of brown riding boots, and a brown hat on his head, although he looked absurd, he still looked very charming. “You’re like a damn grim reaper. What are you doing? And why do you have that vulgar hat on?” I asked when I had regained a little of my composure. “Vulgar? This hat belonged to my father.” He exclaimed, touching the tip of the hat and trying to adjust it to fit his head.

The man in black immediately ran upstairs and opened the door, only to see Hatice lying in a pool of blood. "Miss Hatice." The man in black shouted in panic, he called for help from downstairs, but perhaps because he was worried about being discovered by others, he did not call an ambulance and took her to the hospital himself. All of this was within Hatice's expectations. The man in black started the car, wanting to get on the road quickly. Hatice finally waited for this opportunity, she secretly took out the ashtray hidden in her shirt and smashed it straight into the other person's head, the other person suddenly staggered a bit and fainted. Hatice quickly kicked him down, then immediatel