Shroud The Dragon

Prologue

~Prologue~

I was running. As fast as my legs could carry me. I couldn't, wouldn't let them get their hands on this. I cradled the bundle tightly in my arms as I rounded another corner. My sneakers hitting the ground as hurried footsteps followed. Sweat dripped down my forehead to one of the many scratches I had decorating my face. I held back a groan as I look around me frantically.

If only they were here right now....I stutter in my steps and whip around, I heard a few cars left of my location. I begin to sprint that way, holding the bundle closer to my rapidly beating chest. Just as I'm seeing a street light, a new batch of their thugs round that corner blocking my only escape. I narrowly escape their grasp as I run into a alleyway.

Bad move. It was a dead end.

My run dies down to a few steps of defeat. I turn around to see them all looking at me, hungrily. Weapons drawn, chuckles thrown at my upcoming demise.

"Hand it over" a deep voice echoes out, only making me hold the bundle tighter.

"Never" I growl back.

The owner of the voice walks into line of view. My heart flutters a bit, as he looked almost exactly like him.....but he isn't him....

The man chuckles. He pulls out a necklace, with it a locket meant to be a distress signaler. I glance down at my neck where it is supposed to be.

"Your all alone" he muses dropping the necklace, stomping o it. Breaking the delicate thing, my only way out.

"Just give it to me. And no harm will come to you, you will be put in your 'room'. But, if you try me....let's just say we all want to get a taste of the Z fighters prized treasure" he smirks, licking his lips. Eyeing my entire being as I fight against the bile in my throat.

"O-Over my dead body" I croak out. My fear getting the best of me. He simply smiles wide.

"You know I can't hurt you, I need you to get what I want....but that doesn't mean I can't break you. And I know exactly where to start" he says chuckling darkly.

Taking a few steps closer to me. Now I can fully see his red hungry eyes. Boring into mine. I stand my ground. Holding the bundle in my right hand. Clutching the only thing I had on me. A small knife in my left pocket.

"And don't think about your friends. I'm sure they're busy with what I've planned-" my eyes go wide, in fear of them. All of them.. "-no one will hear what I do to you, know what I will do to you....for you are mine now" he says darkly.

My entire body shakes.

As Goku Black stares back at me.