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1. The Sadist.

(Starting from now, I will be posting a 'Song of the Chapter' - kind of like song of the week or something like that, but it shall be called Song of the Chapter! Woo! Lame I know! c: haha anyways, enjoy this short introduction before we go to the big deal.)

(AND YOU DON'T HAVE TO LIKE 1D TO LIKE THE STORY!)

Okay, enough blabbering.

Let's move on with the story shall we?

Hope you enjoy the story!

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Starring Role - Maring and The Diamonds (Acoustic)

It was turning dawn in Mavel City. As the sun sets down; disappearing into the horizon and the big moon coming out to greet everybody with the evening sky.

Mavel City, found deep in the heart of the United Kingdom. A very underrated city, but yet it was the home for one of the most dangerous mafia gangs in Europe - The Mavellion.

If you don't know who The Mavellion are or were; then you my friend have been living under a deprived rock.

The Mavellion - a dangerous mafia gang that ruled the whole of Mavel City - the police department had let them be to their criminal activities, seeming that there was really no chance of stopping them from what they enjoy doing.

The tall buildings held up massive jumbotrons around the city, advertising companies or products. The streets filled up with people walking and cars driving around. Another way to explain what Mavel City looks like - it is sort of a rip-off from New York City.

On the rooftop of one of the many buildings in Mavel City - a huge penthouse-like-mansion displayed with all its might - also known as the headquarters for The Mavellion. Non-stop upbeat music booming out from it as the place was filled with members from the gang.

Many held big rifles and heavy-loaded guns. Any intruder that walked in through the elevator without any business was declared to be shot without hesitation. The members were found everywhere in the big area; by the pool, by the helipad, by the pool table or getting lap dances from hired strippers.

The place itself was like a club.

But in the second floor of the penthouse, was found a room that was dark and dim. The only found light was coming off from the moon through the big windows that looked out into the city.

A tall-slender man in a black suit stood before it, his left hand shoved into his trouser's pockets with his free hand holding the cigarette that he smoked out of. He watched at all the citizens walk on the streets; probably getting home from their busy day at work. He watched as many looked up at the penthouse in awe and many others tried to avoid passing by the building itself.

The man smirked as he enjoyed watching them in fear.

As sadistic as he was; his biggest pleasure was to see people feel scared by him. He felt like the stronger contender and he enjoyed that kind of feeling.

He takes a drag from his cigarette; the faint sound of loud music can be heard in his office. The door of his office opens suddenly as lights from the other side shone through. He can see the shape of the silhouette so obvious on the reflection found against the window.

He didn't move from his spot as he takes another long drag from his cigarette. Just then he examines the person's walking movement and the rhythm of his stepping; it was weird of him to actually know who the person was. Maybe it was the fact that they had spent time with each way too much.