3rd pov
Night of the capture.This is how things works in the city of the beast: when the light's begin to fade and the sun's rays are nothing but shadows and the moon stands guard, the men of the beast come out to play.
Dressed in the color of the night, they skim the city in search for trouble.
This night was rather peculiar, to the beast himself. Either way his business was to expand, be it by the union of two consensual business men or the overthrowing of a business.
Tonight was his first official business transaction with a smaller group of mindful young men and woman. If all things when well, the content of the group would earn positions in the beast's colony and live out their days flowing the rule of the beast.
If not, the beast takes over the excuse of a business and the group of misfits with big dreams will drown in failure and fear.
Theres nothing simple when concerning the affairs of the beast.
Tonight he sat with the leader of their group in a sketchy alleyway bar. A cold scotch rested in his arm as his trio of men sat behind him and a shivering boy infront.
"The stock reached the harbor." The boy's voice hardly reached puberty.
The beast nodded and sipped on his scotch. "But there seems to be an issue" his voice dropped.The breast met eyes with the excuse of a human and spoke profanities with his gaze.
"My men are on it, they are getting the stock." He rushed out.
Erebus knew what needed to be done and wasted no time listening to the words of the boy, and looked back to the man who he valued more than a brother.
Soren knew what his leader was asking and instructed the other two men from his trio to look for the source of their troubles.
Soren and Erebus took to the streets and began pulling up as much footage of the night as they could.
Everything was going as planned until a little girl came into the picture. Dressed in rags and muddy hair, she clung onto a dirty lace bag and poked her hand into one of the sample bags of cocaine.
The men could not see her face but her shock was evident when she stumbled back and drooped the bag that could either make or break her life.
The resolution of the video was low, but they could still clearly see the conflict surrounding her every move.
She looked left, then right before making her decision. Seeing the cost clear, she grabbed as many packets as her small hands could pick up and stuffed it into her bag, before running away as if her life depends on it.
It did.
"She's coming around the corner, near the bar." One of the men signaled though the bluetooth headset.
Soren and Erebus were not men known to wait, but they lurked patiently in the shadows awaiting the little girl who had phosed a threat to his business.
Any threat is a threat. Size only matters to those who haven't worked their life away trying to get where he was right now.
But this little girl intrigued him. Not only was she able to make it onto the docks that night, but she has madebut this far with a bag now worth more than the net worth of your average joe.
It's rather obvious that her accomplishments were nothing but dumb luck, but how much more of that luck did she have left in her system?
The beast heard heavy panting and the grunting of a man. One of his men? It can't be.
He heard the sound of screeching mental and the firmilar sound of skin of mental.
She girl let out a yelp, but clearly it's not from the metal colliding with her.
The beat was intrigued and stepped out of the shadows to get a better view when he saw two of his men overwhelmed with weakness. Bruised and beaten with blue and black eyes.
All from a little girl.
The girl looked overcome with adrenaline and tried to run of. But she was not fast enough to escape the clutches of the beast.
Happy new year!I was planning on adding his first impression of her but I decided to make a part two to this.
For those of you who have made it this far, what would you prefer for the next chapter?
Erebus pov
Lacey POV
Or a continuation of this chapter?
On another note: Here's to an amazing 2020!
Next chapter at 549 reads.
What's your new years resolution btw?
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