Chapter 1 - An Interesting Evening.
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Spawn sat on the edge in the dark allies of New York. The wind blew as high up as he was.
The coldness seeping through his armor. He hadn't noticed, however.
Suddenly, trouble began to stir down below the dark demon...
"Gimmie all your money, bitch"
"Yes, just please don't hurt me," cried out a young girl, not older than twenty. An overgrown size of a man grabbed her and threw her against the side wall. Her purse fell onto the damp ground as he pulled out all of the money. Spawn watched closely.
"Is this all you got?" The robber snarled. The lady nodded in fear. "LAIR!" He threw down the bag at her feet and then slowly walked up to her.
He put his hand on her thigh and lifted up her pink dress slightly and then began to feel his way down her smooth, milky white legs.
"You gotta a lot," he breathed loudly. She shook her head. "Please, please leave me alone," she cried.
"Why? Don't you want a good time."
The young girl quickly kicked the man in the groin and then turned to run, but he was just as quick. He grabbed her left leg and she fell immediately to the ground. Spawn still watching began to make his move towards them.
The young girl had hit her head hard from the fall. She moved lightly as the man watched her. "You're a hard one to please," he chuckled.
He got on top of her and flipped her over so she could face him. She had a huge gash on her forehead where blood came seeping out from. She began to sob as he kissed and caressed her body. Spawn appeared from behind. "Let her go," his voice boomed over the crying sounds. The man turned around as Spawn picked him up from the ground. The girl crawled back near the wall of the alley and watched as chains came whipping out from behind the hell demon and wrapped around the robber's neck.
He coughed and cursed at Spawn clawing at the chains. Spawn no longer held onto him, but instead the chains lifted him up and started to strangle him. Some even went through his flesh, in his chest and in his neck. Blood splattered on the walls. The girl now really frighten watched in horror as the man died a horrifying death.
She covered her eyes with her arm and moved back some more - finally getting enough courage to get up and run off.
Spawn threw the man into the corner as he breathed in his last breath and died.
Spawn stood momentarily as Cogliostro walked up from behind him.
"Another soul given to Malebolgia," he claimed.
"I don't care," Spawn said.
"You don't care that he is winning?"
"I don't care about anyone, but Wanda and Cyan. Why don't you just leave me alone? I helped her out by killing him. What does it matter?"
"It matters a lot Spawn. Because now Malebolgia is winning and you're losing the battle of good versus evil. Keep that in mind; siding with the devil himself will come back to bite you in the ass. I know."
"What do you know?"
No answer. Spawn turned around and the old man was gone. Spawn sighed. He glanced up at the stars and then made his way back on top of the building in the alley... where he would forever call....home...
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Spawn sat on the edge in the dark allies of New York. The wind blew as high up as he was.
The coldness seeping through his armor. He hadn't noticed, however.
Suddenly, trouble began to stir down below the dark demon...
"Gimmie all your money, bitch"
"Yes, just please don't hurt me," cried out a young girl, not older than twenty. An overgrown size of a man grabbed her and threw her against the side wall. Her purse fell onto the damp ground as he pulled out all of the money. Spawn watched closely.
"Is this all you got?" The robber snarled. The lady nodded in fear. "LAIR!" He threw down the bag at her feet and then slowly walked up to her.
He put his hand on her thigh and lifted up her pink dress slightly and then began to feel his way down her smooth, milky white legs.
"You gotta a lot," he breathed loudly. She shook her head. "Please, please leave me alone," she cried.
"Why? Don't you want a good time."
The young girl quickly kicked the man in the groin and then turned to run, but he was just as quick. He grabbed her left leg and she fell immediately to the ground. Spawn still watching began to make his move towards them.
The young girl had hit her head hard from the fall. She moved lightly as the man watched her. "You're a hard one to please," he chuckled.
He got on top of her and flipped her over so she could face him. She had a huge gash on her forehead where blood came seeping out from. She began to sob as he kissed and caressed her body. Spawn appeared from behind. "Let her go," his voice boomed over the crying sounds. The man turned around as Spawn picked him up from the ground. The girl crawled back near the wall of the alley and watched as chains came whipping out from behind the hell demon and wrapped around the robber's neck.
He coughed and cursed at Spawn clawing at the chains. Spawn no longer held onto him, but instead the chains lifted him up and started to strangle him. Some even went through his flesh, in his chest and in his neck. Blood splattered on the walls. The girl now really frighten watched in horror as the man died a horrifying death.
She covered her eyes with her arm and moved back some more - finally getting enough courage to get up and run off.
Spawn threw the man into the corner as he breathed in his last breath and died.
Spawn stood momentarily as Cogliostro walked up from behind him.
"Another soul given to Malebolgia," he claimed.
"I don't care," Spawn said.
"You don't care that he is winning?"
"I don't care about anyone, but Wanda and Cyan. Why don't you just leave me alone? I helped her out by killing him. What does it matter?"
"It matters a lot Spawn. Because now Malebolgia is winning and you're losing the battle of good versus evil. Keep that in mind; siding with the devil himself will come back to bite you in the ass. I know."
"What do you know?"
No answer. Spawn turned around and the old man was gone. Spawn sighed. He glanced up at the stars and then made his way back on top of the building in the alley... where he would forever call....home...