Muddy boots, cluttered in dirt and soil, thumped on the wooden floor, making creaking noises as it echoed through the empty house. He was one nasty dark presence, one that will intend never to leave his prey alone, haunting that one for as long as he his eyes, everything was just black and white, only his goals stood out in brilliant colors.
His phone rang, he gave what it seemed like a scoff and groan thrown together. He never really liked the idea of these cellular devices, it was utterly useless for him. With his filthy fingers, he took out his phone from his bust up pocket in his coat, which covered him like a cape.
"What is it now?" The man said with surprisingly a rich tone, but still had a hint of that husky voice. "Very well, seems like you all are just a group of simple idiots who are clearly not capable of doing anything." He said angrily and hung up, putting back his cell phone in one of his pockets.
He gave a nasty smirk, then later began grinning with such happiness. 'Boy, they are such unlucky people.' He laughed the thought off, giving a sense of being a maniac. The dark figure then later exit the abandoned old house, disappearing in the fog of darkness.
A/N: So, this is my first story. LOL. I hope so far, this prologue is okay ~
Please review my story, as I want to make it better ;D
Anyways, thank you for reading this. First chapter will be up by the end of this week, PST