HELLSCAPE

CHAPTER 12

Meanwhile, in downtown New York, an unnatural humanoid is lurking in the streets of lower Manhattan. His eyes glowing red, his skin covered in scars, and little to no cloth covering his body. He walks into a clothing store and looks around silently, as the store clerk asks him how she could help, he ignores her and continues looking around. He picks out a white suit but throws the blazer and bow tie aside, then picks out a Grey trench coat and changes his clothes in the aisle of the store,

"Sir, you need to pay for that first" the clerk alerts him. He ignores her and continues towards the door where the security guard stops him,

"I think she's talking to you" he says as he points to the young lady who worked in the store and had followed him to the door, the unnatural continues to try to leave so the guard and young lady grab his arms to stop him from leaving and in a sudden flash of blinding hot light; where both employees of the store once stood, were two corpses burnt to a crisp and as the unnatural pulled his arms out from the grips of the no longer living employees, they crumbled to the floor into two piles of ashes.

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As the unnatural left the store, he approached a homeless man and got down on a knee,

"You humans are pathetic, begging for scraps" he insulted the man as the homeless gave him a puzzled look. This unnatural could talk and was capable of cognitive thinking.

"How would you like to take what you want from the world rather than waiting for them to give you what you desire?" he asked the homeless man; the raggedy man, still puzzled, nodded. What else did he have? Might as well, right? The unnatural put his hand on the man's chest and muttered something under his breath. Flames began to trail down his arm and to the man, they wrapped around the homeless man before finally going into his heart. The man's heart started to glow as he let out screams of pain and as the unnatural snapped his fingers, the man's body was set ablaze, flames shot out from his eyes, ears and mouth, and once the flames died out, where the homeless man once stood was a disfigured unnatural wearing the garms of the homeless man,

"You humans are pathetic, regardless of your status, you live by greed, selfishness and pride. Unworthy creatures" he explained as he inspected his creation,

"Ugh, there are still imperfections" the unnatural sighed to himself,

"I'll need to work on it a little more. Lucky for me, there are plenty of worthless scum around here to use as lab rats" he continued with a menacing grin on his face

"I'm going to help perfect all of his broken toys..."