Chapter 1: Night in the Dungeon
“Aaarghhhhh please…spa…ree me” A bloodcurling scream pierced through the night.
A man was bound in chains and sprawled across the.
The room was dark and filled with the stench of blood.
Three hefty men stood in one corner not daring to make any noise as the anguished man's voice echoed through the room.
“Tsk so much noise” A certain boy spoke calmly from the big leather seat. Clothed in a light pink cashmere that hung loosely over one of his shoulders paired with black pants. Silver hair adorning his small face.
He looked so innocent to belong to a world like this.
He looked more like an angel with dainty skin that couldn't afford to be tainted by that room .
The three men lowered their heads.
Nobody spoke.
Nobody dared too.
They knew more than to offend this innocent boy sitting before them.
The boy stood up from his seat and hopped towards the man screaming.
“Here here don't be afraid, look at me”.
The man who was captured and endured all sorts of beating from the three men still scrambled towards their feet any where away from the boy.
“N…oo noo ple..ase save me”
They kicked him back towards the boy while still lowering their heads.
“U..rrr.aa..gh” he groaned as he spat out a mouth full of blood.
“Oh dear “ the boy gasped
“I would have considered giving you a lighter punishment but you just evaded me” smiling innocently at the man
“And now………..I'm pissed ” all demeanor from earlier disappeared as the temperature in the room dropped down a few degrees.
The seemingly innocent boy now had a cold look in his eyes that sent shivers down everyone's spine in the room.
“You should have known better than to steal from me Antonio” laying emphasis on the name.
“I..am..m..sorry b…oss” the man begged for his life on the floor.
“Too late” stretching out his hands a red colored dagger was placed in it.
“Considering you've worked for me for a while now I'll make it easier “ he said calmly and struck the dagger in his heart.
“Aaa….rrr..ghhh” blood spewed across the floor as the man screamed before finally collapsing.
One of the men stepped forward bowing slightly “Boss should we dispose of the body the normal way”
“He's not dead” The boy began wiping his hands with alcohol.
“But….”
“I avoided any main artery” the boy spoke in a casual tone like it wasn't human life they were discussing.
He turned his back and headed out.
“Boss” one of them called out respectfully
“What should we do with the body then”
Without turning back ”get the best doctors to treat him”
“Then give him to the wolves . That's a lighter punishment than letting him go right?”
He chuckled slightly and left the room.
The three men made eye contact with each other and proceeded to carry out the instructions.
“Boss your bike “ another of his subordinates said as he left the room.
He took the helmet and paused
“Anything interesting scheduled for tomorrow”
“No boss”
“tsk what a boring city” he began mounting his bike.
“Boss what do we do if something eventually catches your interest “
“Then it belongs to me”.
Silver hair caught the moonlight as he sped off into the night .
