The Archer

In a dark alley amongst hundreds of brightened streets in the Rukon district, a violet male and a red demonkin female ran across the dark corners.. In the male's hands was a black demonkin child, barely 6 years old. 

Huff! Huff! 

The couple stopped in one of the dark corners as they gasped for breath. The father was panting heavily.. 

"Papa.. Are the bad people gone?" asked the child to his father. 

"Shh.. Don't talk." whispered the father. 

The mother was already out of her wits and couldn't understand what was happening. 

Not too long ago, they were merrily shopping and had a nice dinner after her husband received his paycheck for this month. 

But as they were finally departing for their home.. A bunch of people started following them out of nowhere. These people had masks on them and she even saw daggers and swords with them.