My midnight hero

Their after George

TW guns, death, gangs, blood, kidnapping, violence, gun violence, knives, swears

~Dreams pov~

Dream faced his reflection in the mirror, adjusting his hair slightly as he heard the light buzzing of the police
radio, it was the usual things. At first, he thought he may have the day off, but then he heard it, something that
took his tingle to the max, "she was taken about two days ago, culprit seems to be untraceable to an extent, last
he was spotted was near the Czar bar. Subject has been seen to have a hood on along with a red band around his
ankle."

Dream looked at himself in the mirror, he remembered this case. He had heard it on the radio on his way to
school a day or two ago. He assumed the police could handle it but maybe they were less capable than he
thought.

Dream sprinted to his room, pulling up his mattress and taking out his mask, pulling it over his face, "Dream?"
Sapnaps voice asked, making the blonde turn around, "are you okay?"

Dream stood, going towards the window "I'll be back later tonight, maybe tomorrow if things get iffy" he
made a so-so expression with his hand, before leaping out the window, knees first. He didn't even let Sapnap
respond before he was already swinging on top of a adjacent buildings roof, mapping out the way towards the
Czar bar. He had never been there, but his mother once told him when he was younger to stay away, whatever,
she couldn't tell him what to do now.

He stopped on top of a roof with a bounce, looking down at the blaring lights as tipsy and drunk people walked
in and out the bar, along with some couples shamelessly making out right in front of the building. He traced his
eyes to the adjacent buildings, crawling along the roof like a spider, observing the people below. He noticed a
specific person in front of an alleyway, he had a black, slick suit on, along with a pair of black sunglasses to hide
his eyes. Dream quickly worked out by the red mark on his suit, and his neck tattoo that looked like a viper snake,
that he was part of the mafia.

Dream had done a little research on the mafia, some called them a bounty gang, while others called them the
drug industry. Dream liked to call them little pests.

They were everywhere, like ants. They spread in the shadows and caused more mystery's and trouble for him
to fix. Their kind of like cockroaches, if there's one around, there's a whole group waiting in the shadows to
cause more hell.

He watched for about twenty minutes, contemplating how to get in, what would be inside, and who exactly
was in front of the alley. He soon, quietly, crawled down the side of the building, taking off his mask and stuffing
it into his pocket. He casually walked down the alleyway, the man's eyes hidden behind his dark shades however,
Dream knew his eyes were piercing through him. "You lost?" The raven asked, grabbing the blondes attention.

Dream smiled, looking up at the guy "no, actually, I was hoping to get inside there" he pointed behind the man.

The man looked to where Dream had been pointing, then back at the blonde "sorry kid, this is a private area. And
besides, what would a kid like you need with our group? Scram, you're wasting my time" he said, as he returned
to his original pose.

Dream casually started to walk to the alley, the man moving in a blink of an eye, stepping in the way of Dreams
walk, his arm reached out towards Dreams throat "I suggest you don't play with a snake boy" he said, glaring at
him through his glasses.

Dream raised his hands, and backed up "fine.. fine" he said, as he smiled. He flicked his wrist and shot a web
at the man's wrist, pinning it to the wall behind him. The man's eyes went wide, Dream shooting another web,
now at the man's other wrist. The man was about to speak, but Dream shot a web to his mouth, the man screaming
words behind his muffled fate.