Clairvoyance was a gift, and Aaron was the gifted, a power that was as old a concept as time itself. Vision beyond the limits of normal, virtually no blind spots. Aaron sat with his back against a wall, with his eyes closed, activating his clairvoyance, using this to view his surroundings. Outside of the building he was in, was a bunch of crashed, and abandoned cars, and what seemed to be a man in a strange getup (Shouta). He seemed like little more than a nuisance to the world. 'He should just die.' Aaron thought.
He opened his eyes, stood up, and jumped through a hole in the buildings wall, nearly right behind Shouta. He aimed a desert eagle at his head. Each of the bullets had been previously coated in Aaron's blood. "Freeze, scum. Who are you and what are you doing."