*Warning some things will be mentioned that might rub some people off the wrong way or some other way anyways enjoy :)
September 3rd 2016
On a rooftop of an apartment complex in New York city five young men sat on an old couch. Laughing and drinking.
"Haha, hey Mickey that was some run huh?" one of the boys said he was tall and lean, with shoulder length hair wearing a black beanie, wearing coverall with a red sweater.
"Yeah man, we made off with a ton of money this time" a plump kid said, wearing a black tank top, revealing his tattoos he had his hair shaved.
"And that chick too" another kid said drinking a can of beer, wearing a baseball cap with his hood on, like the first kid he too was lean, but with a bit of muscle.
"Oh man, that bitch was fun as hell" another kid laughed like all the kid with the baseball cap he wore the same clothes. "Please stop let me go" he said mockingly. Getting the other three kids to laugh except for Mickey.
"Haha, man she was tight as hell" The plump kid said raising his hands "No stop please, I don't want it" he said mockingly laughing with the others. "She enjoyed it in the end too HAHA"
"Definitely, haha, and her boyfriend was pissing himself too".
"Haha the fucker had a boner the whole time" the kid with the beanie said "Hey Mickey you gonna say something?"
The others quieted down, looking over at Mickey who was facing away from them to wards the city. Finally turning around, revealing a wide grin he was wearing a blue Leatherman with a tiger on his back, "What did I tell you boys, follow me and we can rule the streets, money and bitches ever single day" he said getting an applause and cheers from the other boys. Sitting down and grabbing a drink the boys continued celebrating and laughing, planning out all the things they were going to do.
As they were celebrating a loud crash was heard alerting the five young men.
"What was that?" the Beanie kid said.
"I don't know, you go check it out" one of the two kids who wore the same thing said to the plump kid.
"What? why does it gotta be me?" the plump kid said.
"What are you a fucking pussy?" Mickey sneered at him walking towards the sound and investigating. "See I told you nothi-" Mickey said turning around stopping mid sentences seeing that all the other boys were now on the ground.
"What the hell" Mickey whispered, scared and shocked he quickly rushed over to them.
Upon reaching the group of boys he could finally see what had happened to them.
Each of them had their legs broken and were clucking it, with tears streaming down their faces. Finally registering what had just happened the boys on the ground started yelling and grimacing in pain.
"Ahh shit, my legs what the fuck"
"Oh my God my legs"
"Shit I can't feel my legs"
"Dammit it's not supposed to bend like that"
Mickey was panicking, "What the fuck just happened, tell me!!" he ordered them getting nothing but cries of pain as a response.
Finally having enough of it he turned around looking for what ever did this to his friends. Hearing laughter in the dark. As the lights around them began to go break, releasing sparks. He could see a black blur but that's all he could see.
"Fuck, who the fuck are you, show yourself" Mickey yelled, grabbing a baseball bat. He was genuinely scared now. especially after what happened to his friends he was afraid if he was gonna get hurt like that too.
"Show yourself mother fucker" he yelled again.
Nothing was his response the laughing stopped, as his vision got darker.
"Fuck" Mickey mumbled to himself readying the bat his holding.
"You ain't shit bitch, show yourself and I'll fuck you up" He yelled, with fake courage, he was scared to his wits. Close to crying.
Again he had nothing as a response except for a small gust of wind that flew past him.
Then he felt something behind him, something close, dangerous and animalistic. He heard lips opening and a warm breathe on his neck. Now he was for sure terrified.
"Boo" a young voice said.
Mickey quickly turned around swinging his bat in the processes, hitting nothing.
The laughing continued but this time there was a response.
"Haha, what happened Mickey? Scared?"
Mickey mustered up the courage to open his shaking mouth "I ain't scared of you bitch" he said, voice cracking the whole time. "Show yourself right now and I'll fucking kill you".
Just then a out of thin air a person came in front of him followed by a gust of powerful wind.
Mickey was surprised and too scared to move, the person in front of him was as tall as him and he was tall for his age and he was 18. But this person in front of him, he couldn't describe the feeling he got just by looking at him.
The stranger had a deep thick and suffocating aura around him. His breathe ragged and short, the air felt heavy. Mickey new that what ever this person of thing was in front of him was evil, it was death and he knew he was gonna die.
"Well?" the figure said, wearing a hood his face was covered by the shadow of the hood, but it revealed shining a yellow shinning eye, the iris a deep red glow.
Having enough of what's happening and relying solely on instincts and his will to survive Mickey swung but again like the first time he met air.
Then a sudden pain crept up from his side as he felt himself getting lifted in the air. The air in his lungs left him as he grunted out his breath. Then another sharp pain came down on his shoulder, hearing it cracking. As he finally after what seemed like a long time but was actually just a total of three seconds he fell to the ground with a loud thumb.
Coughing holding his shoulder with his remaining usable limb.
The figure then again appeared before him. Mickey felt fear on top of his pain, he didn't want to feel pain again, nor fear as he started to back away as fast as he could still coughing to get some much needed air.
But he felt another sharp pain on his leg, no his knees this time hearing it crack and crunch. "AHHH" he screamed, despite the lack of air he screamed, resulting in him gasping even more and louder.
He felt a hand on his his grabbing his hair lifting his head. Then he saw the figures face. It was a young kid, no older than 14, this was impossible. A kid, a 14 year old kid did this to him, but he couldn't spare the energy to show an angry face he was already spending it gasping for air and holding his bowels in.
The figures face was young, and white almost pale, dark strands of hair flowed from his head, covering a part of his face. Then the kid whispered mockingly "You ain't shit bitch?".
Slamming Mickey's head on the ground, breaking his noes in the prosses.
Breaking out in laughter, as it turned into a snarl. Flipping Mickey over grabbing his neck chocking him.
"You ain't shit bitch" The kid smiled opening his mouth revealing his perfectly aligned teeth. Then the snarling came as the kids eyes became bloodshot, red veins revealed itself around his eyes and mouth as two his two Canines began to grow longer.
Mickey at this point began to piss himself, he was sacred, and he didn't want to die. He felt it and he knows it this kid is gonna kill him, that this monster is gonna kill him.
His conciseness faded as he felt a sharp but blissful pain on his neck as blooded squirted and spurted around him.