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“Your sick, I love your way of thinking!” Beck smile and give Lynn the cigarette he was smoking and he dropped in the who lit up like a torch. His scream of agony fell the room while his burning body lit the room revealing several bodies; most of them had been mutilated to the point it was impossible to recognize facial features the others were rotting away. Joaquin face too was lit, with disgust.

“Don’t worry kid.” said a woman he hadn’t notice previously. Out of the three of them she was the one who was more polite and gentle, even her vestment was higher then theirs. Her pinstripe pants matched her black vest and while the black fedora hat give it a nice touch. “All this people here are murders and rapist. We killed them before they got to our people.” like Beck she was tan with dark hair, except she was a lot taller then him and cool about the situation.

“Murders?” Joaquin grasped his throat, both his voice and arms were back in his control.

“First it be nice to ask my name, by the way its Elisabeth. And if Beck would do the job he hire us to do.” she pause and observed Joaquin’s face full of confusion and she when on. “Beck here is an ex-journalist, to be more precisely a “mudcracker”. He specialize----”

Beck interrupted her while lighting another cigarette, has the burning man last remaining parts were extinguished.

“Kid, you hear the tale of two brothers born in poverty during war?”

“No, never.” said Joaquin checking his body for any injuries.

“In my job we refer to them as the “Twin Calamities”, the older twin stole food the fed the fragile and weaker twin. However when the older twin when to war and fought for his country the younger one became a doctor to make sure if anyone was going to save him it would be him. But the doctor became sick upon seen how many were dying and suffering, and one day after he was unable to save a pregnant soldier from death cold fingers did he discover his brother had both rapped the girl and sent for her dead. The doctor took the baby faking the infant dead and brought to live with him Christianizing the baby Keith Montblanc. While the older brother sided with the enemy, he stormed most of US. Vaporizing New York.

“Again the doctor felt it was his mistake somehow, that his brother was his duty and that his duty was with God and so he when on to joined the church. In meantime the older brother bought a small republic, Monte Carlos. From it he controlled the entire drug world and soon found out the infant was still alive and he send his best assassin to kill it. A woman of great skill in the art of persuasion and seduction. She was to make the doctor fall from grace, but the only fall that happen was love. And soon she give birth to two baby boys, twins. Me and my brother.

“But the story doesn’t end here. Uncle Luis was so agitated by his assassin failing that he sent the Legacy after us. Oh, what Hell it was. Dad try to fight them while mom held to our tinny bodies. It was no good the Legacy killed them both and if not being for Keith who interrupted the fight driven away the Legacy and saving us. Sad to say the poor boy was hit real hard and was never the same----”

“I get so lonely when I’m without you.” said a chilling cold voice. “Good times. I’m trying to forget your name, but you’re coming back to find me and leave me all behind. Because deep in my mind, there faces that remind, me that the key to my survival is the question that keep me sane.” the strange voice came from a pitiful man in the floor. He had the looks of the classic ragtag; long unkempt hair, stubble and air of daze and confuse to his face while his dark eyes were deprived of sanity.

“Oh, his words how they hurt me, Ill never forget it…“Love ain't nothing but a four letter word.” Why did mother not love me?” said the pitiful man Joaquin understood was Keith.

Beck walked over dodging corpses and garaged and embraced the man in a tight hug. “Me and my brother swore we find the ******** who did this to Keith. My brother became the best detective in the slums of New Jersey, while I became the best reporter in mudcracking. I masquerade myself as criminal in order to understand their mind, so I could get a clear picture but in all my years I never understood what he do. Until a night when I got a called from my brother office, the guy name was, Leopold I. Bernstein. He being living under our noses all this years and while my brother ask for reinforces…they all ended up,” Beck took his cigarette from his mouth and like before it was somehow transformed into a gun.

“all like Keith, mad to the bones. But brother was gone…for years I searched for him only for one day to hear the terrible news that Bernstein had taken him under his wing into a crime syndicate, Sindicate 7. My brother only hire the best criminals, so I use my skills as mudcracker to take on my brothers position and fake a criminal records. But it was harder then I expected, so I hire two mutant renegade bounty hunters.”