A black coated man with the face of shadows walked into the forest as swiftly as the wind. No one notices him and no one even knew he exists. He jumped from tree barks to rocks. Moving as fast as light and as light as a feather.
The sound of water splashing into each other. The rough current could take any man with it without mercy. The bottom of the waterfall, was a calm and peaceful school of fishes swimming freely without any creature disturbing them.
His legs instantly planted into the soft green grass, the flowers bloomed beautifully. They had never met the cruelty of life, the war of living in the word where the sound of violence and the pleading of the weak. They had never smell blood or even fear.
"What's the situation at the pack?" A man with a beautiful made suit came out of the forest from the other side. His old grey hair was neatly combed. His walk showed the power he held. His face shows no expression. His eyes were dark and held no kindness in them ; they were never accustomed to them. His stares showed no mercy.
"They have mated and his wolf is back, sir." The shadow face spoke with formality.
"Good. As plan. What about Damon?" The suited man asked.
"He is being capture just like you planned. He'll be free tonight. The others are waiting patiently at the end of the territory." He replied.
"Great. Everything's going just as planned. We'll capture her like taking a candy from a baby." The suited man laughed nastily at how all he planned after the years are finally coming true.
"Go. Before they've notice you're absent. You did well, my son." He commented and the shadow face bowed his hand out of respect.
Soon the waterfall was nothing but the sound of birds and water. It's as if that nothing out of ordinary had happened.
