*BAM*
A single shell casing hit the ground, then another, and another
They dropped like new rain on a cold stormy night
Everything was still, quiet, calm, and then boom
The cheap street lamps vanished and reappeared both hiding and exposing the world's deepest secrets.
Humming neon lights danced with the crimson fluid spilling from the man's wounds
*Cough*
"Shit"
"Oh? So you do talk" Said the man puffing on his damp cigarette
The towering figure then stepped down to meet the half-beast's eyes
"listen, Im willing to cut you a deal. Make my life easier or lose yours. 1 2 3 go"
"Fuck yourse- *click*"
The half-beast shook violently with the cold barrel pressed against his wet fur
"My cigarette just went out. I really hope my patience doesn't go next; for your sake"
"...I don't know where the key is. What would you want with it anyway?
"I try not to ask too many questions. So what do you know?"
"All I was doing is my part"
"What's that?"
"Slaughter"
The hardened man didn't flinch
"Slaughter?"
"snickering* I thought you didn't like questions."
*Pushing the gun deeper into his coat-
"I don't like rain or smart asses either. Stop playing hard to get. Why?"
""
*Click*
His skin tightened.
He was sure something was standing behind him. He could both see and feel the flickering shadow fall on him.
like the rain, it was cold, heavy, inhumane. Quickly turning,
he got a glimpse of a pale skinned, frail looking being wearing a fox mask.
*BAM*
A single shell casing hit the ground, then another, and another
The lights exploded in the darkness but These fireworks had no place in the world of man ...
Monster
Crimson fluid bathed once more that night in a warm neon hue
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