Inhuman Warlock

Lucifer glanced back at Caen, still wondering if his words held merit. But he nodded, walking back to his seat. In any case, what did he even have to lose? Even if the whole helicopter was blown up, it wasn't him who was going to die. 

If these people had so much faith when their own lives were in danger, then why should he doubt when he held no risk. 

He sat back and waited for some action to happen. 

...

"This is the final warning! If you don't stop, we will attack!" Jennor once again yelled with the help of his ability as he didn't see any decrease in the altitude of the helicopters. 

"Alright. Blow them up," he said sternly as his second warning also seemingly fell on deaf ears. They couldn't wait any longer or the helicopters would close in. 

Hearing his command, the guards of the facility got back to the machines that were already placed there for defense from enemies. 

The guards went to the multiple rocket launching vehicles to attack the enemy helicopters that weren't responding to the warnings. 

It didn't take them long to aim and fire rockets. Tens of rockets flew towards the incoming helicopters together, all having a different trajectory to make it impossible for the four helicopters to escape. 

Dion's team was in the leading helicopter, watching the incoming attacks. As the team was considered level 3 in the organization, it was already pretty strong. 

If one was to assume, the team of Dion was almost as strong as the team of Ayn who was also known as the Beta Squad. 

Seeing the rockets coming towards them, Dion had a disappointed look on his face. 

"They really throw these toys at us?" he asked as he shook his head. 

"Ken, go and deal with them," he said, glancing at one of his dark-haired members whose hair was tied in a ponytail. 

Ken stood up after getting the command and walked over to the left door which he slid open. 

He caught the handle near the door with his left hand while firmly placing his left foot on the ground before he brought the rest of his body outside, tilting sideways as if he was enjoying the high winds. 

As Ken took half a step out of the helicopter, he could be seen by almost everyone who was standing near the facility. 

Ken raised his right hand towards the APF members that stood near the facility as he waved his hand with a cheeky smile on his face as if he was greeting his long-lost friends. 

The Beta Squad vice-captain, Yale, stared at Ken with a frown, wondering what this man was trying to do. 

His vampire-like beautiful red eyes were seemingly lost in a deep thought while his short silvery hair waved with the wind. He was dressed in normal yet modern attire, donning a white t-shirt under a green jacket which seemed like it was made for winters. 

He couldn't remember the face but he believed he had seen Ken in one of the files before. 

After placing a bit more stress on his head, he realized who this face belonged to. 

" I guess we were right. I remember now. This is Ken, from Variant Uprising. If I'm not wrong, his ability is..."

Not long had passed before he finally remembered. He had read about him in a file and also knew his ability. But before he could even speak about it, he realized that there was no need for it anymore since Ken already used it before everyone without even letting him finish. 

...

When Yale was trying to remember who he was, Ken gently raised his hand towards the incoming missiles. 

His deep black eyes started shining in a blueish light as he clenched his fist abruptly before he moved his hand in a circle. 

Strangely enough, half the missiles followed the movement of his hand and started moving. 

After seemingly getting the control of the missiles, Ken gently flicked his wrist and changed the trajectory of the missiles so that instead of coming towards them, the missiles started flying towards the other half of the missiles. 

All the missiles clashed with each other, causing a huge explosion but as the missiles were still far away from the helicopters, the explosion didn't affect them. 

A big cloud of smoke spread everywhere even though the fire died down shortly.

Because of the clouds, the APF members couldn't see the helicopters or the face of Ken, but if they could see Ken, they would have started getting furious since Ken was actually showing his middle finger towards the APF members from the other side of the cloud of smoke. 

...

On the other hand, seeing the cloud of smoke, Yale finally finished his sentence. "...Telekinesis."

He remembered reading the file which also had a picture of Ken. It talked about him having A-Rank Telekinesis. Because of this ability, Ken was classified as a Variant of Concern by APF. 

He still wasn't on the most wanted list though. Only the Level Five members, Vega, Isona, Dion, Caen, and a few others were on the list which included the Variant Uprising members that APF wanted to take out at any cost. Ken was still a bit short from making the list. 

Seeing Ken here confirmed Yale's suspicions. The Variant Uprising was already here and a war was on the horizon. 

"See? This much is nothing. You just sit back and enjoy the show. Leave the responsibility of taking you inside the facility to us. You're our family, so it's nothing much," Caen told Lucifer as he gave him a reassuring smile. 

"While we're at it, let me teach you a few things. We wanted to train you properly but because of time limitations, we couldn't. So we'll have to make do with a few short lessons," he added. 

"Firstly, the thing I noticed is that your parents are your weakness," he said. 

Lucifer looked at him, confused. What did he mean his parents were his weakness?

"You are wrong. My parents are my strength," Lucifer said strongly.

"I don't mean it that way. Of course your parents were great. You have your strength because of them. And they are your motivation for still standing tall even after everything you went through. But they are also your weakness," Caen replied. 

"I've seen it last time as well. Whenever someone wants to make you lose sight of your goal, they just have to talk bad about your parents and it works," he added. 

"That's why you should always remember. No one will talk bad about your parents for no reason. And when someone does, instead of losing your mind and stopping thinking, you need to be even more wary," he said, giving him meaningful advice. 

"It is important to have a vision of your goal and not fall for a trap. Remember my words always. They'll come in handy someday as long as you realize the essence of my words."

"Control your anger and you'll be invincible. Fail to control your anger and you'll become a slave of your anger which will start eating you from inside."