Hello! So, college is finally starting to slow down for me. I am hoping to start writing again within this next month, if not sooner.
It helped a lot to have this finished before college actually started.
Anyways, enjoy!
3rd PPOV
If you look closely at some of the people living in this small town, you would see it in the shadows. The pure unrest and anxious movements of a few specific people, most of them high schoolers, a select few are adults… though one could be considered a monster. For those who would pay attention to those shadows they would see something that isn't right, isn't normal. A man, if he could be called such a thing, following in the darkness, hunting along the streets. He seems to be looking for something specific, and has yet to find it. Normally, no one would be safe from such a persons clutches, but his eyes are for only one thing… one person. His hook on his one arm gleaming in the daylight, crying out to taste the blood and feel the skin of a victim in its clutches. There's a deep frown set upon this mans face, the scar across his nose and cheekbones following the motion, and also looking as if its a second frown.
But this man, whom hunts among the streets, was so caught up in his own goals, he didn't know he in turn was being watched. So, he continued about his business, mumbling what would seem nothing but nonsense to others who would hear him. However, to the strange figure lurking a few feet behind him, knew exactly what he was talking about to himself.
"There is no way he could have gotten far…. the wound on his thigh….mine. He is mine."
The man who hunts for flesh and blood continued to gaze out upon the crowd of students, knowing that he would have no luck again this day. The man then turned around, startling the other figure back into their own shadowed hiding place. The shadowed figure held their breath, not wanting to be caught, but knew he almost was just now. The lurking man mumbled angrily to himself, about a "damn possessions that don't want to be good dogs and obey." before stalking away from the area. The shadowed being stayed where it was, waiting patiently until the man was out of sight and hearing range, before pulling out a cell phone and dialing a number. From how quick the nimble fingers went, the number was well memorized.
"I've found him. He is searching for Luffy. Be careful." The deep, somehow calm despite the situation, voice spoke into the device. A similar deep, though hard to understand, voice replied "Shit. Very well, I will warn everyone. Thank you." The hidden person gave a small grunt in response.
"I'm going home, feel free to stay there as long as you want. Let me know if there's any trouble." The only reply was a resounding grunt in agreement, before the line went dead. The being simply slid the phone back into the pants, before silently walking away.
The next day found the man with the hooked arm once again out lurking in the shadows, hunting. He was determined to find his prize. He was currently stalking about the nearby forest, thinking that maybe his prize had died from blood loss in there. To his strong disappointment, he found no trace of his toy. Growling, he stalked back over towards the school, knowing that classes would be over now. It's best to keep checking, his toy might just start getting a false sense of security and go back to school. It was on his way there, that the man came across a woman and child talking. The woman had long black hair, and the child wore a blue hat, the woman was probably a high schooler, the child maybe her neighbor or brother, as far as he could see.
He was going to walk passed them, until he caught part of their conversation.
"...we should go see how he is doing." the woman spoke, whom he now saw was rather beautiful, after looking at her again.
"Hmm?" the little boy hummed in question, looking up from a book in his hands. The title said it was something on medical things.
"Luffy, Chopper-san, we should go visit him." she said again, and this is what caused the man to pause in his steps.
"Oh! Yes, we should! I do hope he is doing okay! I want to make sure he is healing okay!" the child grinned brightly, a small jump in his steps. Kids...how this man hated the things. After waiting a few moments, he turned around and began following them, listening to their conversation. Soon...soon the man would have his disobedient dog in his grasp again. Oh, how his play thing will pay, and quite dearly too, for it's blatant attempt at running away.
"I also have the missing work to give to Luffy, I'm sure he will want to catch up. We should go ahead and go now, in case they need any help. I can lend them a few hands if needed." the woman gave a small smile, before leading them down a new street. At first the man was a little confused (though he would never ever admit to being such a thing), as he had not been down this side of town in a good while. It was the nicer side, with slightly better houses, and more space between each home, until the crammed together houses closer to the school.
They walked for what seemed like an hour, before they finally came across their destination. The man remained hidden, watching as a green haired male opened the door for them. It was time… soon… soon his item will be with its rightful owner once again. And this time it wasn't getting away so easily. The man grinned an evil grin, before fading into the shadows to wait for the right moment to strike.
