Hey in celabrating of it being October, I'm writing a horror fic.
WARNING: LOTS OF CHARACTER DEATH AND DETAILED GORGE!
The streets of Seattle were dark. A storm was raging, making the cold night harsh and wild. The rain feel hard on the pavement of the road causing anyone who dared to drive on it to swerve. Lighting came often only allowing small seconds of light to fill the dark city. The thunder bombed and bombed echoing through of the port city. Freezing and sharp were the Autumn winds, whipping away anything in it's path. The soft Earth was tear stained turning the light dirt to mounds of filthy mud. The glowing city lights could not suppressed the overwhelming darkness that flooded the area. No source of light could free the city from the reigning darkness.
Every soul tried to protect themselves from the oppressing rain, taking shelter to save from it's iron rule. That weather was not suitable for any creature to be out in the open, if they did they would face the wrath of Mother Nature. They would freeze with the chilling rain and wind, carried by the harsh and powerful winds, and get soaked to the bone by the damp rain. The rain felt like a thousand bullets racing down pelting anyone in it's line of fire.
Immune to the abrasive weather a silence figure lurked though the streets; ignoring the deadly conditions. Unlike everyone this figure didn't have a heart or soul because it never had one to begin with. The figure was in a masculine form though it was hard to tell over the black clothes that cover the every inch of the figure; making the figure appear invisible. The figure blended with the night as if it were a part of the shadows, darkness consuming the figure. The figure walked like a robot: slow, stiff, and the same with ever step. The figure were an emotional less, pure white mask covering it non-exist expressions. The figure strolled the city's streets, only one thing on it's mind: DEATH!