Prologue
A full moon the color of crimson red blood was high above the dark corrupted city. Not many innocents roamed the streetsat night anymore due to the high rate of crime. The ones that did were the unlucky ones that died. A teenage boy around the age of 18 or 19 was running for his life. The sweat fell down his forehead. He had a glazed look in his eyes. Before the boy knew where he was going, he bumped into someone. The boy was on the ground staring straight into the eyes of the blackish-blue cloaked figure before him. The eyes were socketless and the cloaked figure held out a bony hand. Helping Dick up, the figure pushed him out of the way pulling out a long scythe out of gold. "Leave now. I'll handle the beast!" he commanded.
Dick thanked him and ran out of the alley disappearing out of sight. Reaper held the scythe out toward the beast. Appearing in the lone streetlight facing Reaper was a vampire bat. It showed a long set of fangs.It glared at Reaper with a deadly look from its cat eyes. Darting down, the bat prepared to rip Reaper to shreds. Before it could, Reaper revealed the hood of his cloak to show a bloody skull with black sockets for the eyes. Reaper resembled the red death. The bat screamed frozen in place. Reaper held the scythe up. Bringing it down in one slash, the bat was torn in half disappearing into the darkness. Reaper's face showed a dark sadistic grin before he made his scythe disappear and placed his hood back on to cloak his face. Reaper than turned to see many of the criminals that stalked the city draw back into the shadows as he passed. Reaper found Dick on a streetcorner a mile or two from the alley where they first met. Dick was standing underneath a dim streetlight wearing only a green shirt and blue jeans. He kept asking himself over and over "Where's my ride?" Reaper stood behind Dick and asked "Why was that vampire bat chasing you boy?" Dick held out a cloth in the palm of his hand. He removed it to reveal a shining purple opal gemstone in a gold ring held by a golden chain. Reaper had a look of shock on his face covered by the hood.
"The amulet of Zelda…How?!" By thought the golden scythe appeared in his hands. Dick was scared. "I'm sorry Mr. Reaper. I didn't know it would upset you so. I'll give it back." He was about to give it back when Reaper stopped him.
Dick's spiky brown hair began to blow in the wind. His face had a look of confusion on it. "The amulet chose you. It forces me under your control. This gem has the power to create and destroy. The darkness has come to take it from you. If we don't stop it, this world will cease to exist, Dick!" The gravelly tones of Reaper chilled Dick to the bone. Dick placed the amulet on. He turned to face Reaper. "You are under my control until this threat is gone!" Dick then brushed his hand on Reaper's cloak and a white light flashed between the two of them. After the light show, Dick and Reaper ran out of the incoming thunderstorm. Reaper looked around Dick's place. "It's a mess." He said.