Prologue

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It was pitch black outside.

Fog was covering the streets of New York. The man was walking alone. He didn't even know he was being followed.

He turned the corner leading to a dark alley. He kept looking for a certain silver box that held a special power.

It was hard for the man to get it but he made a deal with a very powerful person. This power would make him one of the most powerful demons in the underworld. He finally found the silver box.

Once he picked it up he retrieved a piece of paper out of his suit pocket. He had to say a spell in order to receive the power. He took one more look at the spell and realized that he was going to get what he wanted and no one would stop him.

The mysterious brooding man watched the man, who was clearly in a knockoff designer suit, went into an alley. 'This will be easier than I thought' he said to himself.

He knew what the man was trying to do. If he received the power to shape shift he would be very hard to catch.

He saw the man had a note in his hand and was picking up the box. The mysterious man wanted to wait till the man started the spell before he stopped him because he wanted to see the look on the man's face when he knew his plan was being crushed in front of him right before the mysterious man killed him.

He wasn't the type to kill someone quickly. He wanted his victims to see their life flash before their eyes. He heard the man starting the spell. Now he knew that it was the perfect time to ruin his plan.

He came out of the shadows and snapped the man's wrists. The man screamed out in pain and dropped to his knees. The mysterious man started laughing at the man's pain. The man looked up and saw who it was.

"YOU!" He screamed in anger and pain.

"Did you really think that you were going to get away with this? If you did than you are dumber than I thought."

"I don't care what you will do to me I am not going down without a fight." The man declared as he struggled to get off the ground. But once he got off the ground the mysterious man kicked the man's knee in shattering his knee. The man fell back onto the ground screaming in pain.

"I'd love to see you try and fight me. After all I did just break your wrists and shattered your knee." He laughed at this pathetic man struggling.

He then broke both of the man's arms. He wanted to make sure that this man learned his lesson to never try and overthrow the most powerful being in the underworld. He laughed to himself. 'By the time he does learn his lesson he'll already be dead.' The mysterious man thought to himself.

He kept hearing the man's screams. He got really annoyed by it so he ripped out his tongue.

By now he knew the man was going to die soon from bleeding out. Plus since he had to get rid of the box, much to his dismay, he knew he had to speed up this process.

So to finish the man off he started to strangle him. He wanted to make sure he saw the life leave this man's eyes.

"You.....will perish........one...day.......Orp" the man struggled to say but the mysterious man tightened his grip before the man could say his name. Only the people of the underworld know his real name and when his real name is said his father will know his whereabouts.

If his father found his son he would send the hounds to kill him. He couldn't have that.

The hounds were killable but they were a pain in the ass to kill. They were bred to be indestructible. Only people as strong as the mysterious man and his father could kill the hounds.

The mysterious man was brought out of his thoughts when he saw the man take his last breath. He then felt power soaring threw him.

When you kill another demon you receive their powers. The man's power was the ability to fly. So now the mysterious man had the ability to fly.

He tested it out by picking up the dead man's body and the box and flying into the air. He took them to a special spot in New York where he likes to watch the bodies of his victims' burn, right in front of the gates of hell.

Only those who are creatures of the underworld can see the gates. He liked his victims to burn by the gates of hell to send his father a big "Fuck You"

Once he burned the body and watched the box disappear in mid air; he knew that they went back to hell, where they came from.

Some people would say he is cruel.

Some people say he doesn't even have a heart.

Some people say he is your worst nightmare.

But he is much worse than that.

After all he is the prince of the underworld.

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