Just where is it?!!

A man with a strange red mohawk and red eyes stared down at three cowering henchmen.

This would have been the normal gang interrogation if all the men did not have tails and wings with large horns on their heads.

These men were of the Fyre gang that ruled the Underworld and their leader, RedFlame.

The Fyre gang was just one among hundreds of gangs doing very illegal business for the large Doragon cartel.

this time they had been selected by their higher-ups to hold the key that could be the turning point in the upcoming war.

However, someone had stolen the silver briefcase that held the 'thing' and they would all be killed, in a most brutal way, were they unable to find it before the looming war began.

That alone spelled doom for the whole smaller gangs working under them.

Staring at the kneeling men in annoyance RedFlame stood up, kicked one so hard that his ribs and spine shattered, and screamed in fury.

"How could you lose the Friggin Briefcase, Do you even know how important that thing is?!!!"