The tale of Wolfien

It is a dark night, the moon hangs in the sky like an eye on a mysterious painting, looking every where with blank stare. A dark siluete standing on a roof top of a skyscraper, we do not see much of him and we soon see him turn to revel that he is pacing in nothing but a pair of jeans and a pair of shoes for his lower half

"You're late!" he calls to a unknown person.

Another figure emerges. He is seen with blond long hair and in a gray suit with a black tie and a white shirt underneath.

"Do you have the item?" asks the suited man.

The cloaked one pulls out of nowhere a brief case and opens it reveling a golden object that glows dimly in the night. The suited man smiles and pulls from behind his back a sword in a sheath. The hilt is a deep blue with a gold diamond at the end of the hilt near the opening to the sheath.

the dark cloked figure chukkles nd pulls out a breif case and opens it to reviel a golden object but the light it gives is dim an not muh to blind anyone.

"perfect" says the suited man. he grabs the suit acse an gives teh sword to the cloked man. the cloked figure takes off his cloke to reviel that he is a boy of about 17 almost 18. he is wearing a black shirt with blue jeans. he takes the sword and places it on his backand fastens the belt to his chest.

"thank you jman," says the suited figure, "i siope we can do more buisiness in the future."

with that he takes his leave.

Jman picks up his cloke and fastens it back on and tkes his leave chuckling to him self.

" well chris we will se how long it takes you to figure out what i gave you was a fake.