Magical and Strong

New Beginnings

{Year: 1920}

It was a dark and stormy night, the ebony colored streets were covered with dark murky puddles of water. This was a normal type of setting for Chicago.

Speaking of the dark colored streets there was a Ford Model A Coupe driving slowly down them, in this car was the well known soldier from the great war. This spectacular man was known as John Cena.

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\\John Cena's POV//

The muscular man got out of his well polished car and began to walk into the usually crowded bar. Outside of the bar stood a few suspicious men. They each gave him a hostile look as he passed by them.

The inside of the bar was dim due to the low supply of lights. Though the counters were surrounded by beautiful crafted stools. There was a dusty old pool table in one section of the bar, and there were a bunch of men around it as they bet for the winner. John knew that they were all wasting their time and money on the useless game. He decided to turn his attention back to the counter where the bartender was busy talking to a young good looking man.

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\\Harry's POV//

The slender young teen was busy flirting with the bartender. Of course he didn't find him attractive, it was just an act so he could get some more alcohol. Suddenly a pretty well crafted looking guy came and sat next to him, as Harry studied him he noticed that the man had dark bags under his eyes. Huh. Must be one of those crazy alcoholic dudes who spent all their time getting drunk.

"Hey man. Are you okay? You look half dead and I honestly thought you were a zombie when you walked in." Harry joked as he watched the man flinch. Clearly the man didn't expect him to speak, he'd admit. It was a rather cute action.

"I-I'm fine... I just got home... Its been a long day for me." The other man mumbled before ordering a shot. Interesting, maybe he would be his next victim? Probably not, he had done enough killing for this week. If he continued he'd probably be found out.

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