This chapter is meant to be a short starting chapter, the next one should hopefully be longer and i hope you enjoy just this c:
The shadows of the dark alleyway made the girl's bones shiver with a feeling of coldness washing over her. The girl was a pretty one, they type of girl that most boys would die to get. She wasn't feeling so well though, the alleyway being the quickest way home from the small party she went to. Her blue eyes darted from dark corner to dark corner, fear racking her brain as she stayed anxious. Suddenly, from behind a trashcan, appeared a man with a knife. The girl was about to let out a scream but her mouth was covered by the man's hand. Her eyes were wide as she looked at the man, who held a knife at her neck.
The man wasn't a very nice looking one, eyeing the girl as he began to talk. "Such a nice girl… in a dark place…" the man said with a big smile, liking the feeling of the girl shaking under him. He opened his mouth to give some orders to the terrified girl but froze as he heard a joyful chuckle behind him. "You know it's rude to treat a lady like that…" A smooth voice said behind the man as he was suddenly thrown off the girl. The girl sat down, shaking as a figure in a dark cloak tossed the man at some trash cans. The man grunted as he hit the metal cans, giving him a not so nice blow to the head.
The figure's head turned and looked at the shaking girl, chuckling to himself. "Don't look so scared," He said as he turned around, his face staying hidden under the cloak as he started to walk, a happy skip to his step. The girl watched in shock, no words getting to her lips as she quickly summoned the courage to speak. "Who are you…?" The girl asked quietly, shaking as she hugged herself. The figure turned around, revealing a pale face with a big smile. "Xanizth…Child of Death," The guy said before walking into the shadows, disappearing from sight.