Chapter 1. Stalker
Music: "Stalker" by Audiovent
The moonlight flowed through the gaps in the bars of the ally; cans and other trash littered the ground. Shadows seemed to take form of creatures not seen by human eyes, and the wind blew through the air, making it seem as the shadows were speaking.
No noise went through the ally besides that one sound of the wind. Then, a soft noise broke through the darkness, and a figure slowly stepped out from the darkness, making no noise as he crept through the ally.
He stood about 2 meters, but now, he stood crouched, listening to any noise that would have been heard.
His left eye supported a scar that ran from his forehead to his cheek, and a glint that came from his glasses hid his right eye, which was darting from left to right. His purple hair shone in the light, and his overcoat stood, wavering on the wind on his shoulders. His one strap backpack carried his only means of transportation: Black skates that hid on his pack.
His coat wavered as he moved, and a flash of light revealed the 2 guns he sported in his holsters.
The stalker walked slowly to the turn in the ally, his feet making no noise as he went. Then, a noise broke through the abyss, a car door slamming and a drawing of a gun.
The stalker looked up, then turned around, walking to the wall and slipped into the shadows it provided. It covered him perfectly, as there were no parts of him visible through the dark. He watched as three men walked into the ally, guns rose above their heads.
The men were perfectly visible in the dark, as they wore overcoats that were light brown in color. Their arms were colored in a gold fashion, and they wore golden masks: Rhinos.
They crept through the ally as slowly as the stalker himself, making only small noises as their feet came into contact with the cement. The stalker had a look of calmness on his face as he started to bend down and grab a can that was by his feet.
He picked it up, then quickly through it down the alley. The can rose in the air, above the Rhino's sight. It clanged down onto the ground, and then they turned towards the sound and walked down towards it, at the end of the ally and the beginning of the street.
The stalker jumped up, grabbing a hold on a bar with one hand, and flipping him self on to the roof above, making no noise as he landed.
He looked down on the three men at the end of the ally, then turned on his heel and started to walk across the roof. As he took his first three steps, though, he stopped to listen, hearing a faint noise of skates on the street below.
He turned to the edge of the roof to see three teenagers in green coats skate towards the ally where the Rhinos were. The grins on the skater's faces showed that they were having fun, and not paying attention to the ally in front of them.
The one in the lead jumped onto a rail, and grinded down to the entrance to the ally. In an instant, the stalker jumped down behind the Rhinos, just as the first one pulled the trigger of his berretta, the metal shell flying towards the grinding rudie.
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Music: "Stalker" by Audiovent
The moonlight flowed through the gaps in the bars of the ally; cans and other trash littered the ground. Shadows seemed to take form of creatures not seen by human eyes, and the wind blew through the air, making it seem as the shadows were speaking.
No noise went through the ally besides that one sound of the wind. Then, a soft noise broke through the darkness, and a figure slowly stepped out from the darkness, making no noise as he crept through the ally.
He stood about 2 meters, but now, he stood crouched, listening to any noise that would have been heard.
His left eye supported a scar that ran from his forehead to his cheek, and a glint that came from his glasses hid his right eye, which was darting from left to right. His purple hair shone in the light, and his overcoat stood, wavering on the wind on his shoulders. His one strap backpack carried his only means of transportation: Black skates that hid on his pack.
His coat wavered as he moved, and a flash of light revealed the 2 guns he sported in his holsters.
The stalker walked slowly to the turn in the ally, his feet making no noise as he went. Then, a noise broke through the abyss, a car door slamming and a drawing of a gun.
The stalker looked up, then turned around, walking to the wall and slipped into the shadows it provided. It covered him perfectly, as there were no parts of him visible through the dark. He watched as three men walked into the ally, guns rose above their heads.
The men were perfectly visible in the dark, as they wore overcoats that were light brown in color. Their arms were colored in a gold fashion, and they wore golden masks: Rhinos.
They crept through the ally as slowly as the stalker himself, making only small noises as their feet came into contact with the cement. The stalker had a look of calmness on his face as he started to bend down and grab a can that was by his feet.
He picked it up, then quickly through it down the alley. The can rose in the air, above the Rhino's sight. It clanged down onto the ground, and then they turned towards the sound and walked down towards it, at the end of the ally and the beginning of the street.
The stalker jumped up, grabbing a hold on a bar with one hand, and flipping him self on to the roof above, making no noise as he landed.
He looked down on the three men at the end of the ally, then turned on his heel and started to walk across the roof. As he took his first three steps, though, he stopped to listen, hearing a faint noise of skates on the street below.
He turned to the edge of the roof to see three teenagers in green coats skate towards the ally where the Rhinos were. The grins on the skater's faces showed that they were having fun, and not paying attention to the ally in front of them.
The one in the lead jumped onto a rail, and grinded down to the entrance to the ally. In an instant, the stalker jumped down behind the Rhinos, just as the first one pulled the trigger of his berretta, the metal shell flying towards the grinding rudie.
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