Store Owner

R-18(contains bloody/gory scenes)

Walking into a store with the intent to get clothes, Evan walked to the front of the store owner.

"Hello." Evan greeted.

"Huh?" The middle aged man tore away his eyes from the stack of papers in his front. Immediately he looked at Evan, his face morphed into one of disgust.

"WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE, WE DON'T ACCEPT BEGGARS HERE." The man roared at Evan, causing every one who was shopping to stop and turn towards their direction.

Evan was taken aback by the outburst. He did not expect such treatment at all.

The store owner saw that Evan remained un moving. He got enraged and slapped Evan right across the face.

"GET OUT BEFORE I THROW YOU OUT."

Evan raised his head and looked straight at the store owner. Fear gripped the store owner, as he saw a venomous smile, and eyes that spelled death. "Help." The man shouted, his body trembled

The people inside were perplexed about this situation. Was it not the store owner who attacked the boy? Then why was he crying out now.

Evan used his index finger to cover his mouth, conveying a message to the owner to shut up. The store owner kept quiet, he was ridden with fear for this young man.

Evan took out a gold coin and placed it on the counter. "Cherish it while you can, it might be the last one you get in this life." The man could not understand what Evan meant, but he trembled when he heard it.

Evan walked from the counter, picking clothes and shoes, till it amounted to a gold coin. The amount he picked were quite many, and all black.

The store keepers hand trembled as he helped Evan put his clothes in complimentary bags. He could not get over the fear he felt for the boy.

Evan was about to leave, before he asked an odd question. "Are you with or against the Council?"

The store owner thought for a while before timidly answering. "With the council."

Evan smiled when he heard the answer, he then walked out of the shop.

Evan had used his only level 2 darkness spell, "Dread" forcefully placing the fear of him in the heart of the store owner, through eye contact, but he was still far from done with the store owner.

Living the store vicinity, and stepping on the cobble stone road. He was planning to get a room. His original plan was to meet the shadow song today, but it would have to wait till he dealt with the shop owner.

***

The sun was slowly checked out for the day, darkness began falling consuming everything inside it's shroud.

A certain store owner was locking up his shop. He began walking, but he suddenly saw a figure I'm the darkness. Most shops were closed already. He on the other hand loved to stay late to avoid his nagging wife.

The figure began walking towards him, clad in complete black, covering a black hoodie. The store owner became vigilant as the figure approached, but all that vigilance turned to dread as under the rune street light, the figures face came into view.

With a smile on his face, Evan walked closer to the store owner, his boot sounded against the ground, echoing as he came closer.

The store owner's legs were as jelly, he wobbled and fell on his backside. No matter how much he wanted to run, his body refused to listen. Evan came beside him, bent down and spoke in a low voice. "You should have said against the Council."

The store owner was looked at Evan with fear. Evan wrapped his body with tendrills, and began dragging the store owner behind him. The Store owner begged, cried and soon started screaming, but a tendrill covered his mouth as soon as he started screaming.

"Why the fuck are you screaming, the main thing is yet to start, keep your screams for when you are getting killed."

Evan didn't give a shit about the after effect of killing this man, he did not care if this man had a family to feed. His family was taking without regret from the assailants. What he knew was that as long as he was stronger than you, you had no right to anger him, especially if you support the council.

Step by step, he reached the a desolate part of the town, behind him was the store owner whose blood had made a trail, as the road pealed his skin, bruising him all over. His clothes were tattered, and soaked in blood.

Ten beggars sat around a fire. Evan dragged the store keeper whose mouth was sealed shut. Evan stopped and picked up the bloody and dizzy man.

"You slapped me because you thought I was a pitiful and weak beggar right? Now you will see how terrifying a beggar can be. Evan took out the gold coins and threw it towards the beggars. Then spoke.

"One for each of you." He followed up by throwing the shop keeper towards them. "Ensure he dies an then dump his body in the sewers."

Each of the beggar picked a coin, and then rushed at the body, stomping, kicking and punching. The store owner whose mouth was now open, screamed in pain, but this place was desolate aside from the beggars.

Hit after hit, soon his skull split open, pouring out blood and brain matter, dying the cobble stones on the road red.

Evan stood, shrouded in darkness, observing the scene. It reminded him of the deaths of his parents. He knew this would not be the only person he will have to kill on his journey.

The beggars picked the body and carried it off to dispose it. Evan stood in the darkness for a while, before disappearing under the cloak of darkness.

The beggars took the body, and dumped it in the sewers. They came back and cleaned the scene as best as they could