Screams echoed around in an alleyway down a very broken down street. No one dared to venture down this way because it belonged to a gang known as the Crimson Rage. Any hapless innocent could possibly lose their life even just passing near it depending on the night. This time it was two wannabe tough guys that thought they could tread in the deathly domain.
" Don't you fools know better " questioned a lieutenant of the Crimson Rage. He wore a black flack jacket with the insignia of the gang. A red skull with fangs dripping. Camo pants tucked into a pair of army surplus black boots and a red headband that was slanted and covered his right eye.
Two gentlemen in their early thirties with black well worn suits were pressed against a brick wall by a couple of the gang members. Where once they were confident and even aggressive, now they were trembling . One of them even pissed on himself when they realized the gang wasn't exactly human.
" We had no idea , honestly" one of the quivering men spoke up.
" It don't matter" the lieutenant went on screaming in their faces. " You both should have just known we own this block. Don't matter who you work for . Even that fat idiot would know better". He spoke about their boss who was a known mobster to the cities underbelly.
The second frightened mobster finally managed to speak softly " We promise we weren't going to do anything. We were just checking it out. Just curious about the cool stories we heard".
" Oh they some cool stories" the gang lieutenant questioned? " You think people getting gutted and robbed that come in this territory are cool stories"?
" Just the mystery of those that go missing and we were just curious. Promise" the first second rate mobster spoke up. " We can make you any deal. We got money. Drugs . Anything you could think of".
" We already got that shit. What I think is that no one is going to miss either of you more than the rest. Probably already did shit to people too. So this would be some karma. Don't you think" the now fanged gang member grinned.
" Let them go now or you all will be taking a little walk or ride downtown" a voice came from one end of the alley way.
Fangs turned towards the alley opening. Six gang members in total were in that area. Two held the monsters to the wall and the four others faced the alley. Three of them pulled out guns. The lieutenant grew one inch claws from his fingertips and his canines grew their full length.
At first one man strolled into the alley way like he owned it himself in a long coat and brandishing a pistol himself. Tyrell had a reputation among the city for being the toughest detective in the department, but doubt definitely weighed that it wouldn't carry over to this night life. Still it didn't matter , he got a strange feeling from them like he did in the park and knew exactly what they were.
" You fang bangers can let the two gentlemen go or you will have to be identified by blood smears yourselves" Tyrell didn't back down an inch . In fact a light purple aura began to surround him as he made his way down that dangerous road.
" Hey , Markus" Bo said abruptly as he appeared almost like magic from behind Tyrell. " I would do what he says so there isn't any trouble at all. He just wants to talk to your boss man".
Markus's eyes lit up a little when he noticed the glow of the much larger man. Than spotting Bo he actually snarled some and backed down. " Let them go" he stated simply.
One of the gang members looked confused. " You serious" he asked . " Think we should off them on principle and those two ain't no problem either".
Markus snapped back" No questions. Do what I say. Don't be stupid. Bo is older so he could rip you all to shreds by himself. This other guy. We ain't gonna play and find out .Just let them go".
The vampire gang member just nodded and looked directly at the mobsters" You say anything about this to anyone you will be in a pile of dirt" the two monsters nodded without saying a word and ran down the alley as far away from it as they could get.
Tyrell walked right up to Markus. The aura pushed the vampire gang members back away from it's radius. Markus didn't move , but he visibly winced in some pain as the larger man came closer. " What you want with us" Markus asked actually realizing he felt fear for the first time in many years.n
" I just want to chat with your leader and maybe you about something worse I'm hunting." Tyrell's voice seemed to even send a chill down Markus's spine.
" What's even worse" Markus asked actually curious what this Slayer was after.
Tyrell fumbled a second with his coat and pulled up a biker helmet from the one he had killed in the police station. Markus took one look at it and his eyes went wider than the moon. No way did he take one of them out he thought , and the fear washed over him again in waves.
" I'm after Dragons. Now I would like to have a chat with you and your boss" Tyrell said his voice filled with an almost crimson rage itself . It was sterile feeling and now endless at this point. His directed targets were the Dragons. And not just any of them , but the personal assassins of the dark dragon mother herself.
Bo made a strange face telling Markus this guy was serious and crazy all at the same time. " Won't be long. Just want to ask a few things and all of that".
Markus just nodded not even knowing what to do in the situation. Really the only sane thing was to take the detective to the nest or somewhere to meet the boss man. Luckily he was after dragons or Markus would definitely have been dead along with the gang . They didn't even mess with Dragons especially that crew. The group of them slowly headed off down the street.