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"Faster, Faster! Faster!!" a hooded figure ran on the rooftops under the beautiful full moon. Behind the figure were 2 men racing to catch the figure, to kill this mysterious entity.

"Stop, you bitch!" exclaimed a man with a scar on his left eye named Hank known as slash.

"can't keep this up sweet cheeks" a muscular man ugly face named Charles known as Brute

the figure stops, turning rapidly being able to see a fine female figure with a strange marking on her left side of her breasts. "Only 2? and i thought the Order truly feared us. It can't be helped let us begin shall we."

"Please we got this no problem!" Slash exclaimed with an amused laugh. As he finished he looked. She was not there where was she? Slash looked in all directions, no where was she found. "where is sh..." as that word was uttered he felt his body snap, bones crushing, organs popping, life draining. and he flew backwards in a blur. the hooded figure appeared where slash's afterimage was for a split second. Fist aimed at his abdomen.

"that wasn't hard.can i at least give me a challenge."

"if you are this strong why run?"-brute

"To get you here" Even with the hood Brute could sense the hooded female smiling

as she said that the temperature dropped a feeling as death himself has been brought to this world. a shadow was behind brute, giving a shiver down brute no he was no brute no more he was just Charles for brute was his name for his power but now he had no power he was nothing compared to what monster was behind him.

"where is he" said a cold deadly voice.

"whh...ooo??" Charles weakly answered

"you know who" death responded instantly.

"aaalll i knoow iss he is in Baskerville high school in New mexico"

"thank you for your service" the voice said coldy pushing his hand through Charles back, giving him pain beyond believe putting him in a coma.

"You told me we wouldn't kill."

"and we won't he is mearly in a comatose state. he would wake up in a few days no harm done, except his pride that is" the shadow responded gentler almost loving like.

"Ok we have to get him back."

" he is not lost he left, he knows but i believe he wants to be found"

"what makes you say that shadow?"

"easy Fey, because if he wanted to be hidden not even a mythic would know his location."