Walking up to the door the group felt a tense atmosphere, they wondered whether or not they were going to be wrong about the boss. Although it's impossible for the boss to be stronger than them, they could, however, be stronger than average and possibly have some rather unique beasts.

Georgia stepped forward and placed her hand onto the door, using the muscles through her body she forced the door open with a bang. The henges broke off instantly, the door flew and smashed against the other side of the room.

"Ah!" A shrill scream was heard from inside, it sounded feminine but what hopped out of the bed was a man, covered in tattoos from head to toe. His head was bald, covered with a tattoo of a dragon. "Ahm. What the hell are you doing here! Do you want to die?! Men! Come in here and killed them all!"

He began shouting at the group furiously, his fists were shaking in anger as he felt as though his beauty was rudely interrupted. But noticing none of the guards coming to help his eyes widened, looking around he noticed the door embedded into the wall.

He was left in a daze, his mind felt like it was going to explode. Looking back to the group that so rudely awakened him he realised they were all wearing ridiculous clothing; however, considering the strength they had he didn't want to die instantly from laughing.

Calming himself down he sat back on his bed. he changed his tone of voice to a more serious one, holding his hands tight by his mouth he asked, "So, what is it that you want?"

"Well, we wouldn't mind if your gang can leave this area, or at the very least, not disturb our business," Georgia explained quickly. "That was what we wanted before, but, I'm not exactly too sure now. It seems you're a bunch of dangerous people, it certainly wouldn't be safe leaving our business near such a dangerous group."

The gang leader swiftly spoke up in a panic. "Say no more, I'll change my ways before you leave those doors. And if that doesn't satisfy you my gang and I will move location to somewhere else in the city."

Georgia began to think before turning to the rest of the group. "Should we let him live? I mean, we did just annihilate most of his forces, weakening him a bunch. Not to mention I do feel slightly bad, some of his men are bound to have families they just want to protect and help."

The group was at an impasse, unsure of how to advance. Sure, they could just slaughter the rest of the group but they didn't actually do anything to them just yet. Not to mention everything they have been doing was to help their families.

"How many lackeys do you have patrolling the area?" Lachlan asked; wanting to get a survey of how large this gang actually was and whether or not it remains a threat.

"Outside? There should be roughly 60 people, they're in groups of two patrolling certain areas and routes that are somewhat important to us," The gang leader answered swiftly.

"How many of those lackeys would you say are bad? You know, kill innocent people with enjoyment," Lachlan asked.

The gang leader walked up to a drawer next to a desk by the side of the wall. Shuffling around in the drawer he pulled out a file, on it contained information on all of his gang members. "This has everything you need to know about the gang members: their criminal records, families, and how psychotic they are."

"How do you determine how psychotic a gang member is?" Georgia asked. She wondered where those two bouncers would be on the list, they seemed to have an enjoyment for killing.

"Well, we determine how psychotic they are by how much they enjoy killing. I mean seriously, most people do not enjoy killing and it takes a long time to actually resolve yourself to do it," The gang leader explained. "However, just like everything, there are unique cases. The two bouncers you've undoubtedly killed were at the top of the list, they enjoyed killing everything and anything. Rather, the more screams there is while killing the more they enjoy it. You tell me whether or not that's psychotic."

"Indeed, that is pretty messed up." The group agreed, none of them liked killing but when push comes to shove they'll do it. That's just how it is now, some people like the new, slightly lawless system due to the chaos. Some people prosper in it.

Taking the list Georgia had a look through it, most of the psychopaths, fortunately, didn't have any family. At most they might have parents, but most of them were in retirement homes and living their life away from their children. "So, where are you on this list?"

"Well, I'm somewhere in the lower half. Although I can kill it needs a bit of shoving for me to do it," the gang leader answered.

"Then why are you this gang's leader? It's renowned for their killing," Georgia asked another question.

"Well, it's because I'm good at dealing with people. Striking deals with other gangs and organisations, I'm good at that so that's why I'm at the top. I leave all the dirty work to the lackeys, some of them really enjoy it," The gang leader answered swiftly, thinking that if he didn't he'll be killed.

As silence reigned Georgia continued to look through the files. There was one psychopath that intrigued Georgia though, a young girl that was age 15. She was just below the two bouncers, she doesn't have any family as they had abandoned her. "What's the story with this one? How is she so high on the list?"

The gang leader visibly shivered. "That one, now that one's unique. You know, looks can be very deceiving and I feel as though that girl is the very embodiment of that saying. Although she looks cute she absolutely froths over torture and killing, there's nothing she enjoys more. That's the reason her family abandoned her, they weren't able to change that personality so they just got rid of the whole problem."

"Well, to every bad child problem comes a shitty parent that creates it. There's probably something the parents did that made her become like that, it might not have even been noticeable to them. But eventually, it made the young girl into who she is today." Georgia sighed after looking at the girl's information. She wasn't exactly comfortable deciding whether or not they kill a young girl, it just didn't sit right with her.

She looked to the group for help but none of them knew what to do either. Although they could try to kick her out the gang that doesn't actually solve the problem, she's still going to have that nasty trait.

"If you want I can deal with her, granted it probably won't be in a way that you're all fine with," The gang leader spoke up. "Not going to lie, ever since I brought her into the gang I've felt as though I have a knife by my throat at all times. Just something about her is unsettling."

"And you're fine with killing a child?" Georgia asked as her face scrunched.

"No of course not, I won't be the one doing the killing; I'll get one of the psychopaths to do it before you kill them. It's just that she is a problem child that'll be almost impossible to help, especially if you don't have the time to help," The gang leader quickly responded. "Not to mention, I won't feel safe on the streets knowing that that girl is loose."

"You seem quite terrified of her, why's that?" Chloe stepped in and asked. She noticed the fear in the gang leader's voice whenever he talked about the young girl. It seems there should be a bit of history.

"Well, let's just say I don't exactly know how to categorise a young child on the psychopath scale. However, it terms of enjoyment from killing, she's way above the two bouncers," The gang leader explained. "She sees killing as a form of art, something to be displayed to the public. Whenever she leaves a crime scene she'll make sure to leave something memorable there."

"And she hadn't been caught yet?" Lachlan asked before taking the files from Georgia's hands. Looking at the small child left Lachlan confused, there was something off about her but he didn't know what.

The young girl had dark skin, almost black. Her eyes were dark brown-black, her hair black as well. Although Lachlan couldn't tell why there was something odd about the young girl, something that made her stand out.

'Analyse'

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Name: N'baku Tal'ia (Dark Elf)

Age: 40 (Child)

Friendship Bonds: 0/10

Compatibility: Rabbits (Low)

STR: 32, AGI: 35, VIT: 100

INT: 15, PER: 21, WIL: 25

Weakness: Overwhelming Arrogance, Prideful

Strengths: Leg Strength (Level 1), Grip Strength (Level 1), Night Vision, Heightened Senses, Flexibility

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'Oh, she isn't human, that's why there was something so odd about her' Lachlan felt as though he hit a jackpot. It was extremely likely that this dark elf came from another world, she was probably apart of a ruling race. That's why she has friendship bonds, rather than just a straight increase in stats.

'Oh, a dark elf, quite a rare race indeed master' Aaron chimed into the thought.

'You know about them?' Lachlan asked.

'Of course, they lived in my world as well. They're a rather corrupted race, they would do anything to take control over the world. The complete opposite of forest elves that wish for nothing other then peace' Aaron explained. 'They have a nasty habit of picking up everything they see but making it worse. For example, her habit of making killings into art could have entirely come from her parents killing an animal and turning it into delicious food.'

'Are they dangerous?' Lachlan asked.

'Yes, once they have that habit it will never change, that's just how it is with dark elves. Although, it is entirely the parent's fault for showing their child something like that without thinking; of course, unless it was done on purpose' Aaron answered.

Lachlan sighed before motioning for the group to come over. He got the others to stay where they were, didn't want anything about his abilities spilling. When they all came over and huddled around he explained the situation before saying, "I'll do it, I'll kill her."

"Are you sure about that? Do you want that resting on your mind?" Phoebe asked with concern.

"I'll be fine, I'm not killing a human child," Lachlan asked. "Plus, I want to ask her a few questions before I do the deed. Not to mention I don't want anyone else doing this."

Lachlan then turned to the gang leader. "So, where is she?"

"I'll take you to her," The gang leader answered before walking to the other wall. Pushing apart of the wall in it popped out, revealing a secret door. Gesturing for Lachlan to follow the gang leader said, "She's down here, for some reason she absolutely loves the darkness; something about it being pleasing to her soul."

Lachlan nodded and created a ball of fire, he had it hover in front of them as they walked down the staircase. The sides were lined with lamps, controlling the fire precisely Lachlan lit them all up. He heard a scream come from the bottom.

"Turn the lights off!" It sounded like a child having a temper tantrum.