In the night sky of Empire City, a crow soars among the buildings, the streets, and the crowds walking and minding their own business. Among those crowds walking a certain guy donning a black cloak with a hood concealing his ghostly-white skinned face, strolling through the streets, carefully aware of his surroundings because he's not like most people.
He turned to the dark alley hoping to get away from people, but however he is not alone. Three punks followed the black cloaked figure, one was wearing a black biker outfit with slicked-back hair, the second was wearing a brown roughed up overcoat with jeans and shaggy hair, and the last wore a black leather vest and pants sporting a mohawk, the cloak figure doesn't think they're just some punks.
"Well! well! looks like some dumbass decided to walk in the wrong alley." the guy with the overcoat laughed.
"But you're not just some dumbass are ya?" the biker guy said as he approached at the cloak figure for a closer look.
"Guy with a black cloak with skin as white as a ghost, couldn't see much of ya face, but ya definitely fit the description." He continued on, "and someone like that's got a pricey bounty on his head."
"Whoo!!! Good thang ya ran into us, coz that bounty's as good as ours!" guy with the mohawk said gleefully as the three took out their weapons ready to pounce on their said bounty.
But the cloaked figure just stood there and said nothing, though his eyes narrowed, ready to throwdown with these bounty hunters.
The guy with the mohawk charge first with a pipe with a shiv attached at the end but the cloak figure sidestepped, grabbed him by the hair and slammed his face into a wall hard enough that it killed him. The biker outfit guy shot his gun in a fit of anger, the cloak figure leapt sideways and ran towards him, socking him in the gut, threw him over his shoulder to the ground then stomp his neck so hard that it breaks. The last guy with the overcoat held his knife, shaking in fear that he witnessed just one guy took down and killed two of his buddies in less than three seconds.
When the figure turned his gaze onto him, the overcoat snapped then charged at him, screaming in hopes he'd actually killed him. The figure just simply kicked the guy that it sent him flying to the ground, the figure was walking towards him, red wisps conjuring his left hand and he formed an ethereal scythe of black and red. He raised his scythe in the air and as he swings down, a crow is seen flying from the scene. Black wisps were seen around the bodies and the figure absorbs them as if they were their life force. Banishing his ethereal scythe he began walking, then stopped midway because he sensed he was being watched.
"I know you're there!" the cloaked figure spoke in a raspy yet serene voice.
The new...guest came out of their hiding spot appeared to be a little short in height and rather skinny, wearing a khaki colored hoodie, grey denim shorts, dark brown boots, and a dark green half mask with two gas canisters attached to the mask, and the face is concealed with the hood.
"You're who they call the Reaper?" the person asked though judging by the voice, it's a girl.
The cloaked figure now identified the reaper became cautious with the new...spectator and so he asked "come to collect the bounty?" as red wisps covered his left hand as a form of intimidation.
"Wait! I did not come to kill you" she said as raised her hands in surrender showing no hostility, after a moment of silence she continued.
"My name is Sara Fishe, I come from a resistance group that fights back against our government, the same government that put the bounty on your head."
"What do you want with me?" the reaper asks, still suspicious.
"My boss wants to speak with you."
"And how do I know you're not lying to me?"
Turns out the guy with the mohawk isn't quite dead so he attempted to charge at the reaper, then Sara pulled out revolver and shot the guy in the head before he could get to him. Seeing that she hasn't gotten anywhere with him, all she could do is be subtle and honest.
"Your distrust is understandable, I only ask of you to hear out what my boss has to say"
The two stood there for a moment of thought, the reaper looks at her thinking whether he should humor her request or walk away, and after a minute of silence the red wisps finally dissipate.
"Deceive me and you will join them," he threatened while pointing at the bodies.
Taking it as a yes she nodded her head, "Thank you, this way!" she began to walk in the direction of her base and he followed.
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Probably about 10 minutes later, Sara led him to what appear to be an old abandoned high school, the concrete looks smeared in dust and ash, wooden planks are nailed to the windows, but there appear to be lights inside meaning there are people inside. Honestly he's a little surprised this place is still standing. The two went around to use the backdoor, she knocked and the door slightly opened. "What's the password?!!" asked the person behind the door whose voice sounded like a guy.
"F*ck off!!!" the girl responded comically.
Then the door opens revealing a tall man, bald, brown eyes, dark skinned wearing a white muscle shirt, brown holster straps, green cargo pants and shoes. The grin on his face tells him that he's quite collected. "Well come on in," he said and the two entered.
"So this is the one?" asked the man.
"Yeah, is the boss in?" she said taking off her hood revealing her brown hair with twin pigtails, green eyes and freckles, though she hasn't taken of her mask.
"He's in the office...and uh I sorta broke one of your...plates while I was washing,"
"and for that I won't make you anymore beef ramen you liked so much."
"HUUUHH!!! Hey! I'm sorry! that was one time! please reconsider!!!" the man yelled as the two walked passed him.
The reaper was silent throughout the casual exchange. Despite that the school is lively and functional, the hallways are old and quite dusty and classrooms are dark and looked like it hasn't been used, some room have lights meaning there's someone inside and there are some rooms that only have a few things like a futon assuming it's where they sleep, she finally led him to the door labeled principal's office. He finally took off his hood, unveiling his raven black spiky hair with bangs that the right side is longer than his left, blood red eyes, and the skin is white as a ghost along with black eyeshadows around his eyes.
"Here we are, he wants to see you," she told him as she opened the door for him. The reaper entered to find the man sitting behind the desk, he has short blonde hair, fair complexion, blue eyes with glasses, wearing a black suit with a blue tie and black gloves. Next to him is a woman standing, black hair tied in a bun, green eyes, also fair complexion, wearing a white plain blouse, black business skirt with black stockings and high heels. The man smiled and said
"It's nice to finally meet you...Crowe."