Prologue
Look in my eyes.
What do you see?
The cult of personality.
…
I'm the cult of personality…
BOOM!
The sound echoed around the trash covered city which gave of the appearance of being abandoned. In the canter of said city lay scattered a group of people dressed in black robes with white masks that littered the ground with them.
Near the city, the ground opened to reveal a secret passageway— which, unbeknownst to most, led to a secret base—and quickly after a teenager emerged. Said teen entered the city and came upon the scene. He cautiously approached the group fully aware of the threat that they could pose but curious of the strangers.
Then, he got an idea.
A very good idea.
An excellent he would say.
For him, that is.
He smirked wide and maliciously. This truly is a marvelous idea. The teen called a few people to come carry these mystery people to the infirmary and wait for them all to awake.
As for himself, he had hunting to do.
Sorry for not updating my other story but this idea popped into my head and I've been working on the first 3 chapters.
R&R Please!