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police killer x mafia leader Nightmare pt1

Killer grunted in annoyance, he was left stranded at a alleyway by his so-called 'allinances'.

To keep it simple, his chief stationed him to keep an eye on downtown with his krew. But turns out they already had plans for that night. So Killer was alone in the middle of the night, which would soon lead to a grave mistake.

Killer leaned against the mouldy wall, glancing around the usual hyped and colourful downtown filled with many night owls wandering the flashy streets.

Killer didn't need to worry about his safety, since he knew this place didn't have any trouble, or did it?....

But he was well known to be a lone wolf at times. As Killer was distracted by the beaming city, unbeknownst to him two strangers caught his figure. They made an immediate phone call. Once they were done he nodded to the other as he took out a simple napkin, drenched with an intoxicated scent. The other wielding the napkin steadily approached the officer in duty, ready to strike.

The stranger pounced at the vulnerable police officer. He wrapped an arm around him to station his arms as he tried to place the napkin on his face.

Killer struggled, not allowing the napkin on his face. Making the intruder tighten his grasp on him, Killer swung his legs back as he kicked the invader's groin. The man immediately let go as he dropped the napkin as he delicately grasped his ache-in crotch. Killer immediately took out his baton ready to strike, but as he turned to strike the now vulnerable attacker. He felt a dull pain on the side of his skull. He fell as he was still conscious due to the adrenaline pumping through his non-existing veins.

He turned around to see another dark figure about to strike him with a metal pole. The figure striked as he had a blackout of consciousness.

~TimeSkip~

Killer slowly woke up in a dark room, he looked around. He realised that he was tied up on a chair, his arms and legs bound to the wooden poles.

The room, slowly getting clearer, looked as if it were an interrogation room much like the one back at the station. Well, other than the rooms owner or owners obsession over black, who is he to judge?. He's basically a goner in a few minutes, or hours?.

Killer looked around for a while, his non-existing eyelights getting used to the dark room.

Well until, his, well to be sure looking, 'host' decided to pay an utmost visit. Killer blinded by the unwanted light, couldn't really see his 'host'. The figure closed the door, as two other people entered after him. Killer saw the figure getting closer as he sat at a chair anterior to Killer. The lights were switched on as Killer, yet again had trouble seeing clearly. Once his vision cleared up, He could make out the strange being up ahead!.

The figure seems to be a skeleton, much like his, if you'd cancel out the repetitive, drops of black slime. He looked as if he crawled out of hell to kidnap Killer and do this. It looks like Killers tied up in this situation, literally!.

But his attire seems to cover up his... unusual slime. He wore a typical, black suit with a white tie and a grey button up shirt, with a nice silver belt engraving 'NM'.

'Probably his initials?'

Killer was mostly enchanted by his aqueous blue cat-like eye light. The other side was covered up with the icky substance, probably would smell like burnt garbage. Anywho as Killer kept staring, well it would be hard to tell but....

"It's a pleasure to see you, Officer Killer'

He said, looking at the officer calmly.

"Well, I would appreciate a reply but I'll let it slide, since your mouth is covered"

The unnamed figure said as he pulled out a cheshire grin, showing his pearly whites. Killer grunted in annoyance, if he was going to die he would die with frustration towards his killers.

"It seems like you don't know who i am?, that's a shame, I thought the officers of the law were up to date on their criminal?"

Killer squinted his eye-sockets in confusion.

'Wait a second!, he looks kinda familiar?....oh SHI-'

"Well, My name is Nightmare, does that ring a bell hm?"

Killer memory finally joged up. He remembered seeing that face on a file, his chief said to re-organise them!. If he had a cup of coffee for this, lets just say Nightmare's suit would be at the dry cleanse.

"Seems like you realised who I am now, a disappointment really i would've loved to tease you more"

Nightmare said as his grin was dropping, until...

"Well let's get back to business!, Officer. My henchman had seen you going around my turf, and for that shall award death, but i have other plans for you"

Killer wanted to smack his head so bad right now, he completely forgot that downtown had a bunch of snobs, like him. Then he would've came more armed than before.

"I would like you to be one of my spies and keep me up to date about the chiefs daily activities and bring in some documents and I expect you not to mess things up since i've heard such great things about you! So what do you say?"

'Well to be honest, the chief is a shithead and maybe living in this life and death type of mission, it wouldn't be too bad'

KIller nodded, not knowing the amount of romance and action that's going to come with this.

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