Wrath

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The person didn't see Wrath until he was five steps away, and it was only because they did a giddy jump as the door opened.

The persons eyes opened wide, and turned only a second before a hand wrapped tightly around their slender neck and slammed them across the hood, making their breath catch in their throat.

The person hood fell off exposing brown curly hair and a slight stubble that took Wrath off guard for a second. It was enough time for the slender creature to slink through the opening and take off down the alley.

Stupid of him because the anger flared inside Wrath and he ripped the boy back by his hair, a pained scream ripping out of his mouth as he stumbled backwards.

A hand shot up and held a probably throbbing head "how dare you" Wrath spat, tightening his hold despite the whines coming from the man. Thinking up a punishment worthy of someone like a Deadly Sin he smiled.

"I'm going to call the police, you stupid rascal" he growled snd gripped his phone in his free hand, the man freaked, jumping forward to try and grab the now dialing phone. He cried as his hair was ripped backwards.

"Or you help me get rid of this anger for an hour" a second of hesitation took over the man but he shook his head ferociously, making Wrath shrug.

The man must have thought it was over because a long breath escaped him, and the colour came back to his cheeks. It was all ripped away sadly as Wrath yanked the back door to his vehicle open and shoved the man inside, letting go of his soft, luscious hair at the last second.

He took a second to make sure the child locks where on before climbing in as well, kneeling over top of the mans shaking features "prison or something else" Wrath asked.

He watched as the mans Adam's apple bounced, and he hid his head with his hands.

"I'm sorry" he cried, fake tears streaming out of his eyes as he sobbed "i-it's just that my sister is sick and this vehicle will sell for a lot" he blubbered, sniffing to try and make himself believable.

Wrath frowned, gripping the soft hair again and shaking the mans head "hey" he barked, all tears gone from his voice as he narrowed on Wrath.

"Ready to tell the truth?" Wrath asked, sitting down on the mans crotch "starting with your name."

The man frowned, but his eyes showed he gave up and was ready to tell Wrath all that he wanted to know "I'm Sephire" he grumbled "and next time don't leave a nice looking vehicle in an alley."

Sephire blamed Wrath and he frowned, locking his hand around the mans throat.

Poor little Rascal needed to learn some manners.