Prologue

In a city known as Harvestville, a mafia gang known as the Gargoyles lay down the laws. Whenever it is raining or shine, they make sure that a payment is due. No one escapes from what is owed.

In an old beaten down apartment building that is in current conditions to be fixed. A halt on building the apartment was put in place as the Gargoyle leader with his gang walks up to it. Fixating his eyes onto a particular apartment that he knows all too well.

"Boss, what should we do?" says a man with a German accent.

A large man with a nicely grey toned muscular body twirls a cigar in his right hand. A silver ring with red rubies on it shined from the dim light that forecasting onto them. He begins to wear a sinister smile as he puts the cigar back into his mouth and put his hand into a pocket of his black suit. He speaks a deep voice, "Trash this shithole until you find him." He watches the other gargoyles walk by him with his red eyes. His men disgusted him, but he knows that they are loyal to the core.

The man walks into the building once he hears screaming through his long-pointed ears. The smile never going away...