"Boss has a job for you. He said to be there by nine."

"I'm having exams tomorrow, I'll be busy, I need to read." Alfred said, looking down at his shoes.

"Do you think he cares?" Justin asked, giving him a punch."Until you've paid the debt your bitchy father owes, you do everything he says. You hear me?" He asked, pressing a gun against his belly.

Alfred's breath hitched. "I understand."

Justin ruffled his hair and left." Be early!"

"Fuck my dad!" Alfred said to himself."Actually, fuck this new world!"

Everyone suddenly started going crazy one day after the moon turned black.  Humans had heard of the red moon, blue moon but never the black moon.  The moon was black against the night sky,making it extremely visible. The best scientists couldn't figure out the problem, and it therefore became a situation humans had to live with.

The black moon ushered in an era of crime. Crime became the normal thing. A lot of people embraced it since it reflected their dark side.

Mafias began to rule the world.  but true. There was tyranny everywhere and the world was put in a serious imbalance.  The moon that was black suddenly turned white and people regained their sanity for a while until three days later, it turned black again.

The moon fluctuated between black and  white and people continued to lose their mind and regain it back. The battle between the two colors finally ended and the moon became black and white, possessing two colors.

The personalities of humans reflected the moon's colours. While some were good, others were bad, but the only catch to it was that you had the choice to pick.

Once you turned eight and could differentiate between good and bad, you would pick a side to go to.

.......

Avamos stood in the hallway, a scowl plastered on his face as Aramon walked past him.

"You think you're so powerful, don't you?"

Aramon turned to face him,"What do you mean by that? I do not think I'm powerful, I know I'm powerful, it's a fact." He said with a shrug.

"I will subdue you." Avamos said.

"I'd like to see you try. You're just a god who has a big ego with no balls to handle it. It's not my fault you're weak as hell. You get what you get." Aramon retorted, winking as he left.

Avamos was left, seething in anger. "Hey, Aramon!" He called.

Aramon turned to look at him.

"Let's place a bet. Whoever wins, gets total domination. You in or you out? Or, are your balls too small to handle it?" He asked, wearing an annoying smirk.

"What's the bet about?" Aramon asked, a small frown on his face.

"We'll be selecting two humans....."

….

Alfred walked into the smelly garage,his old and cheap boots making a clicking sound. He placed two fingers on his nose and held them tight.

"Dammit! The stench even though it's the same comes with new power everyday. It's worse every day." he muttered to himself. 

The garage was dark and Alfred had to switch on a torchlight. He grumbled as he did this.

"Stupid world,stupid dad." He sighed and paused. "If only my mother were still here, this bullshit wouldn't be happening to me."

He finally arrived at a door and he prepared himself mentally for both the verbal and physical abuse he would experience for being late.

He entered into the dimly lit room and saw Justin,smirking at him.

Alfred closed his eyes as he walked closer to him,the smile never leaving his face.

"Why are you late?"

Alfred kept quiet, because keeping quiet was the best thing to do. Keeping quiet had always led to him receiving lesser beatings and punishment.

"Answer me when I talk to you! Dammit!"

Alfred swallowed slowly. "Well,the thing is that,I was held up by a teacher who needed my urgent assistance."

"What? And you think I care?!" Justin yelled, making  the move to walk closer to him.

Alfred moved back slowly, he couldn't afford to be too fast,in case Justin got angry.

Justin was the brother of Derolo, the guy Alfred's father owed a huge amount of money. His father had left a huge debt behind for him after his mother died. His mother had died of cancer, Leukemia to be precise. Not shortly after her death, the world changed and his father went to the darkside although he didn't have what it took. He borrowed money and tried to create his own gang,all in the hope of becoming a bigshot mafia boss,but he was stabbed to death by one of his members,leaving behind an impossible amount of debt for a nine year old to pay.

He was turning twenty in two days yet he still hasn't paid it off.  He had been doing odd jobs for the creditor who was a gangster, so he was initiated into the dark world, not even having the chance to choose. Left to him,he wanted to be a hero but he didn't have the chance.

"Answer me when I talk!"

Alfred stopped walking,he was shaking furiously in his boots.

"I'm..I'm sorry, it will never happen again." He begged but Justin was having none of it.

He continued stalking towards him,a smile forming on his lips, it became creepier as he got closer to him.

….

"Father, we have something to inform you of,"  Avamos stated as he walked into a grand hall with his brother. 

The hall was bathed in pulsing golden light that seemed to take on different shades of gold in different time intervals.

There were two pillars up ahead of them where  a throne stood. The two pillars glowed white,and if one were to look closer, you would notice a door. One was black, very noticeable, and the other was a white door which wasn't so visible but,you would be able to know which was which due to the glaring black door.

On the throne, a man with nothing covering his chest sat, a bored expression on his face. He crossed his legs as his sons approached him.

"Avamos,what do you want?" He sighed,using his hands to smooth out the frown on his face.

"We need two human bodies.."