Devil in the Night
There are two sides to every coin. And their are two sides to every person.
The sun keeps the darkness at bay. For in the dark lies all the monsters and creatures of the night. The predators, the hunters, the blood thirsty and the deranged. But worst of all, it hides the demons and monsters that prey on them.
"Look at him, he looks loaded and he's alone, perfect target"
"All right, lets get him bois."
"Hey!" A large muscular figured shouted at a lean man browsing his phone beneath a street light. The figure turned, and bright yellow eyes pierced the night. His blonde spiked hair turning in the direction of the voice.
A group of five approached the lean man. The moon illuminated the gang and revealed glowing markings across their bodies. On each pair of arms stood out a symbol of a three headed dog. The mark of the Cerberus gang. The glowing markings shining in various neons were illuminated by the moon.
One of them called out "now we don't need to hurt ya, just hand over ya valuables and we'll be on our ways, ya dig?" The large muscular figure stood on the edge of the street lamps spotlight holding a large metallic bat.
The lean man replied calmly "You have 5 seconds to get out of my sight" and proceeded to look back at his phone.
"Ha, thats funny little man" the large figure stepped into the spotlight and smacked the phone out of the lean man's grasp before crushing it with his boot. "Guess I'll have to teach you when to do what your told" the large figure said as he grabbed the lean man by the collar of his shirt.
The lean man looked directly into the large mans eyes. Not a moment later the large man was sent flying back into his companions who caught him before his fall. The lean man had his fist extended and was gazing right at the group and smirked happily "I gave them a chance Malaria" before taking a step out of the light of the street lamp.
As he cross the threshold markings across his body began to reveal themselves, glowing in red and yellow. The markings resembled fire, coiling around his limbs, attached to his torso that resembled a dragons scales, all beneath the lean man's face. Two bright yellow orbs where his eyes should be, a glowing smile and a line around the top of his head making his hair look like a crown.
The gang looked at the figure in panic and fear and the large man quietly whispered "Oh shit, it's Dagon…"
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