Box of kittens

  The deafening thunder struck as if a drum for war rang. Loud crackling sounds and bright flashes of lightning flashed across the gloomy skies filled with dark clouds. The sun was nowhere to be seen, as if devoured by the endless rage of the storm. The rain fell mercilessly on the deserted streets where no man of right mind would roam under this weather. Not even the homeless, stray men who tend to stick around the area to beg for money.

A figure wearing an entirely grey coat along with a partially checkered hat and mask on him strode confidently down the road as if the stormy weather had no effect on him at all. His checkered gloved hands were preoccupied with a suspicious brown box as he hummed a little tune. His little cheery tune stopped when he came to a halt himself. Glancing over to the house on his left, he gave a sigh and a shake of head. Taking a few more steps forward, he turned right and entered through the previously locked gates. Walking right to the doorstep, he knelt down on one knee and gently placed the box down.

  Opening a small crack on the top of the box, he gave a smirk at the sight of what was inside."Let the games begin, shall we?" Standing up and dusting himself off, he walked to the gates, opening it back. "Oh, and I almost forgot... Happy birthday, dear Luce-chan." As he walked out of the gates and closed it back, he gave another smirk before fading away as mist.

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So.... Once and again, a short first chapter. I had this idea in my head for quite a while now, so here it is. This is for my dear... well, you can say close, but not so close friend(she's my close friend, but lives counties away from me...) Luce, all the way from Brazil! I'm going to interview her every once in a while about what she feels about this... Anyways, can any of you guess who that person was? The people who gets it right will get a cookie and a virtual hug :3! Jy, “Creator El" and Elise, if you're somehow reading this, don't judge, cause you'll get killed by me in school.