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Chapter Two

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A man was sticking up a gas station near the far side of the city. The bad side of a never-ending book. The man was a dark haired that was greasy and dirty. His features prove for him to be the villain. His black beady eyes, a sharp nose and dirty, decayed teeth. The old woman behind the counter was petrified with fear. She couldn’t really move.

"Bitch, I said put the money in the bag!" he yelled, she was shaking badly as she reached into the cash register. When it open, the thief wasted no time, he shoved the woman away, who fell on the floor and stayed there saying, "Please, don’t kill me!"

But the man had already taken off with the dough. He was running out into the streets, nearly getting himself ran over. When he reached the other side, he ran himself down the street and into a(n) alley. Checking behind him, to see that no one was coming, he counted the money.

He really didn’t want to end up this way. He had a normal job like other people. But wasn’t enough to pay his bills. He was almost kicked out his apartment, his family deserted him, his girlfriend left him for another man. That stupid bitch, who dare she leave me! He thought.

He wasn’t paying attention to the sounds of foot steps behind him, nor the feeling of death about to occur.

"Hn, scum like you shouldn’t live in this world. Stealing from an old defenseless woman. For shame." The voice taunted.

The robber turned around quickly, while doing so dropping the money and gun. He stumbled back, falling into the mucky water. What he saw could have been the devil himself. The dark cape, the glowing red eyes and the deep menacing voice.

"I...I wasn’t doing anything wrong!" the man stammered.

The cape man tsked gently, "No need to lie, I saw you. You can’t deny anything. I can smell the fear and disgrace on you."

Who the hell was this man? Smell my fear and disgrace? This guy must be a loony! The man knew at that loony people were always the killers in some movies and such. But never had he been near one personally. "Who . . . who are you?" the man asked. The man would regret the day he asked this man that question.

"I am death" the masked man said and lunged himself to the unexpected crook. He held him by the shoulders, so that he could neither run nor fight back. The masked caper was laughing to himself, then a pair of white canine teeth appeared in front of crook.

Oh My Sweet Jesus!" the crook pled, but it would be his final words.

The man turned his head in an angle and attacked the neck as a tiger does to its prey. Blood was pouring out of the vain into the demon with ease. The vessels pumping wildly, and then slowly. Until, the being was no long alive. The cape man dropped the corpse, taking the back of his hand and wiping his mouth of the gore.

Alexander never had a meal so full before. He always had to prey on the quick homeless bums on the street corners or gutters. His eyes staring at his violate art, and he smiled. This was the way life was supposed to be! Them ruling over humans!

Alexander turned away and walked out of the alley, the hood of the cloak covering his features. He would usually clean himself immediately and do some more fun later on, but tonight was a very special night for him. He was searching for an old friend, Draxx. They were both like brothers, though he heard that Draxx was later captured by the Chosen warriors. That was years ago. Now they can reunite and be together once again. Walking the streets like kings in a city of rubble.

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