(BL) Hunting The Field Guide novel Chapter 273

Chapter 273: Five seconds of fame

There wasn’t a t.v. in sight outside of the patient rooms, so Kellen offered up his phone as the sacrifice for everyone to look at as he pulled up what everyone was telling him to.

He didn’t have to search far. It was in the middle of trending on every website. Kellen understood why. It was streaming on official channels, and that only made Kellen frown more.

Someone had gone through the trouble to take over the news while it was playing live. It was obviously hostile, and Kellen’s gut churned as he stared down at the phone in his hand.

The image wasn’t clear, and Kellen knew that was intentional. Anyone who had taken over and fought through the back-end security of a news outlet clearly had enough skill or money to get a good camera. This was clearly to make a point.

It was filmed in an interrogation style, where the background was full on black, while a light was pointed on the single person talking. They were wearing a mask, which Kellen was only slightly disappointed in. He’d hoped that they’d be stupid enough to show themselves, but clearly that had a little bit of intelligence.

The mask was blank, a white non descript unpainted mask that you could pick up at any cheap store. Usually used for crafting, Kellen hated that they hadn’t painted it, and that it was something easy to get. Kellen knew it was intentional, and without even listening to the bastard sitting there in the mask, a full black suit, and sparkling silver hair pooling around his shoulders, Kellen wanted to punch his lights out.

It was a he. Kellen didn’t know how he was so sure, since they could have used a voice changer, but he was. This fucker was a male, and from their voice, they were pleased as punch.

Kellen was going to kill him.

"-like this. I’ve always wanted to, you know, but with everything going on, and how tight security is nowadays, I’ve had to be a bit more cautious. I’m sure some of you are completely confused about what I’m doing here, while others probably want to reach through their screens and strangle me." He giggled, and Kellen knew the man had to be smirking under his mask.

"Disgusting." Kellen muttered, and the two Espers beside him said nothing.

"To answer a few of the questions no doubt some of you have, I’ve decided to make a rare appearance. Tada! Hello everyone, I’m the current leader of the E.A.G., or Espers against Guides. It is so nice to see so many news faces in the audience today. Please, hold your applause." He chuckled as if he was hilarious. "The reason why I’ve decided to speak is that someone has put in a lot of work to repress our recognition for the most recent incident, and since we put so much hard work and planning into that, I decided that I should come out of the woodwork and make sure everyone knows where to point their fingers."

Kellen wanted to smash his head into the damn fucking table he was sitting at.

"The E.A.G. was responsible for the most recent attack against Guide Henry Woods, and his most violent son, Guide Kellen Woods." He was right. Kellen was feeling pretty fucking violent.

"Those fuckers." Taylor muttered and Kellen agreed.

"Of course, since we haven’t heard any news about Esper Woods surging, we have no idea but are pretty certain our attempts to nip the bud didn’t work. It’s a tragedy that we weren’t able to get to the source of the issue, but we’ve been working on this for quite some time, and have a lot of experience in this field. I’m sure we’ll get there eventually." He sounded so fucking chipper. Happy. Easy-going.

"Send someone to Mom, right now." Kellen muttered and Rhys was already on it.

"Done. Security?" Rhys asked and Kellen nodded.

"As newcomers to this city, or, newly showing our hand here, I thought I would take the time to speak a bit about our mission statement. What does Espers against Guides truly mean?" He leaned forward, and Kellen could feel the smirk on his lips from his tone of voice. "Are you tired of being rejected by Guides because of your Class? Are you tired of the endless pain? The endless torment? Why should you have to rely on others when you can rely on yourself? We at the E.A.G. believe that the way the world is going right now is the wrong way. The direction, the shift is only going to hinder us globally. _{freewёbn૦νeɭ.com}