Blood slid down the silver knife and dropped onto the cold dirty ground of a dark alleyway as a person scrambled away in fear from a black figure. A corpse lay there at the feet of the figure, partially hidden by the blackness of the night, a pool of blood surrounding it. The figure slowly turned around, a devilish grin evident on their face. With green eyes gleaming in the darkness, it began to slowly walk towards the person that was attempting to run away.
As the figure stepped into the soft light emitted from the lamps on the lonely street, a man stood in its place. He was clad in black, cat ears were pinned onto what seemed like his golden hair, and a black mask hid half of his upper face, only enhancing his green eyes even more.
''P-Please spare my l-life, p-please, I will give you all the riches, everything j-just pl-please!'' The person begged.
The man threw his head back and laughed. ''Oh how much I treasure this moment, where they all want to be spared, where they are all reduced to begging for their lives.'' He closed his eyes and opened them after a couple of erratic heartbeats.
''But do you know what is more beautiful?... It's the sound...'' Within seconds, he was hovering over the terror-stricken person.
''...of fear.''
The person let out a terrified scream as the man pierced the shaking body, again and again, laughing maniacally. Finally, the man pulled out the silver knife and sighed, admiring his work.
Gurgling, unable to scream or speak, the person fell to the ground, a pool of blood gathering quickly around.
''Too fast for my liking.'' Said the man with a shrug.
''You sound disappointed.'' A flash of red appeared next to him. The female looked at the two people who were now reduced to corpses and wrinkled her nose. ''You always make such a mess and leave me to clean up after you.''
''Ladybug.'' The man stated in acknowledgment. ''Trash like them deserve to be tortured, however, my order was to quickly kill them. If it were my will...'' He trailed off, stunning green eyes gleaming with lust. Lust to spill their blood and hear the fear in their screams.
The female clad in red smiled. A gentle buzz of a phone tore through the silence that had begun to form. Opening an old Motorolla flip phone, she addressed her partner. ''We have a new order.''
With a nod, both figures leaped into the shadows, earnest to claim their next victims.
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The Miraculous Syndicate
RomanceAU where Hawkmoth is the leader of a Syndicate that takes requests such as killing, torturing or any of the similar, and does the job well. One day, Chat Noir- the most wanted assassin, by both citizens and the government, receives a strange reques...
