Note: this is the first time i've ever written something like this, so if it seems off feel free to give me constructive criticism!
Daron was walking down the street trying to take a shortcut back home. it was a cold winter night, he could feel the cold air on his ears and nose. he was wearing a jean jacket but it wasn't warm enough, he still shivered from the cold breeze.
Daron began to feel a sense of dread as he entered an alleyway. growing up in the streets of hollywood gave him a unique instinct when danger was nearby. he decided to go around, but somebody grabbed the back of his shirt and pulled him into the darkness.
daron yelled out as he tried to fight off the mysterious figure. He threw a punch as hard as he could at it's jaw, he felt satifaction as it let go of him and fell to the ground. Daron tried to run away but it appeared in front of him. the street lights now illuminated it's face, it was a man. daron could see his pale skin and the white streaks in his hair. he was holding his jaw now, daron had knocked out a few of his teeth.
before he could fight him off again he grabbed daron's throat and scratched him in the face. the impact knocked him on his ass. daron noticed a broomstick laying next to a dumpster. Daron took the oppurtunity to kick the man's left shin and grab the broomstick, as the man tried to grab him again daron swung the broomstick into the side of his head.
the man was staggered; Daron took the oppurtunity to bolt. he ran as fast as he could and didn't bother to look behind him. once he felt safe he stopped running. he could feel warm blood trickling down from the scatches on his cheek. he finally arrived at the hotel, daron opened the door and took off his jacket. "the fuck was that?"
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