Another Side of Me – Prologue
The man walked slowly to the desk in the center of the room and sat down at the only chair. The small room was dark and the only light was from the swinging light fixture hanging from the ceiling. Cracks went down the walls and the air gave off a musty smell due to the constant high humidity that was prone for that area.
He looked at the small television that fixed on the table. The hazy, black and white picture flickered constantly, but the objective was still clear. It showed a small Victorian house. The house itself, with it's painted front porch and lovely flower boxes, looked like the perfect house for a loving family to live in.
The man glared at the television as the current surveillance was wasted due to the lack of activity. 'I have waited ten years. Ten long years for this day. Now that I am free, I will get my revenge.'
In boredom, he sat back on the hind legs of the chair and absentmindedly began unloading and loading the gun that was rested in his palms. He continued this for a couple of minutes until suddenly, his attention was drawn back to the surveillance screen. There, a car had pulled into the driveway and two people slowly began walking back into the house. The first person was an older female, probably in her mid 40's. Her long, sleek hair was neatly braided and hung down her back. The man's demonic eyes narrowed as he focused on the second person coming up the walkway. It was a young girl around 16 or 17. Her stride was confident as she smiled and laughed at something the older women had said. The girl was carrying a large duffle on one shoulder and a suitcase was trailing behind her.
An evil smirk was found on the man's face as he watched the two women walk into the house, unsuspecting that they were being watched the whole time. 'Subject found.'
He picked up the manilla folder that was lying on the desk and pulled out two large photos and placed them side by side. The first picture was of a young man with ebony hair and dark eyes. His normally impassive face was marred by slightest hint of smirk adorning his lips. The second picture was of the young girl that recently on the surveillance screen. Her green eyes were sparkling as she laughed just as the picture was taken. Her soft, pink hair hung right above her shoulders and a silver crescent moon necklace adorned her neck.
The man picked up the second picture and stared thoughtfully at the girl, "Soon Sakura. Very soon we will be reunited and you and your little friend will get what you deserve."
The man chuckled as he left the room, the lamp swinging ominously behind him.
FakeMirage
Well this is my second story so far. I hope the epilogue piqued your interest. Thanks, please review!
-FakeMirage