The Figure
"London bridge is falling down…" A figure hiding in the darkness of an alley sang softly.
"Falling down, falling down. London bridge is falling down…" The figure started to open its eyes. Its eyes were a beautiful cerulean blue and held lots of mischief.
"My…" The figure smiled cruelly.
"Fair…Lady." It finished with a whisper and eyes turning blood red. The darkness engulfed the everything in the alley and the figure except its red eyes and cruel smile with fangs. The figure closed its eyes and darkness covered the whole alley.