I got to thinking about Out of this World and decided to write a piece from the opposing point of view.
Anyway, there are only two things to say: I do not own the Teen Tians and...Bring Your Daughter...to the Slaughter. Muahahahahahaha!
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh...!" A blood curdling scream was cut short in the city of Palermo as the moon hung in the sky. It was an ordinary night. One that did not betray the carnage that now littered one of the many streets. A scraping could be heard as the assailant crouched over his latest kill and proceeded to fashion a blade out of the right tibia.
The corpse was that of a young lady no more than 25. And she was quite beautiful, if you ignored her head laying six feet from the body and staring up at the sky with a face frozen in terror.
The figure could be heard muttering to himself. "They always make so much noise." He shrugged. "Oh well. At least my reputation has kept everyone in doors. Otherwise I wouldn't be able to have my meal in peace."
And here he reached into the ribcage and plucked the heart out and as he bit into it a growl that echoed from the throat sounded softly. It would be adorable coming from a kitten, but coming from him it only succeeded in producing unholy chills that ran up and down the spine.
Finishing the last bite he rose from his feet to be greeted with a stray newspaper caught in the wind. "Young group of heroes defeats ancient Legend!" It cried out in bold letters.
He smiled. It had been a while since he had faced a challenge. Perhaps these heroes would prove to be fun. After all this city had so little left to offer and fresh meat was always welcome.
"It would appear that a vacation is in order." The figure smiled as he soared into the sky and headed for the home of those heroes...Jump City, California.
So, what do you think?