As you walk past the majestic, yet evil, looking black and gold doors of the west wing of Taskforce 666, you can feel a chill run down your spine. You walk in deeper through the long, dark corridor until you come to the center of the west wing, which was dimly lit by a few lights overhead. Four figures stood around the room while one was seated on a metal chair in the center. The one in the center continues to look at the dark marble floor even though he has already felt your presence, his eyes covered from your view by his red tinted sunglasses. The other four turn to you and you realize they all have one thing in common….they’re blood red eyes. 

One of them, who had snow white hair, smiles at you cruelly. ‘Hello there~’, he greets you, a taunting tone in his voice. ‘What brings you to the west wing of 666, hmm?’, the man standing on the left side of the room asks you, spreading the pitch black wings on his back as he does. ‘Well it doesn’t matter what brings you here. Question is are you gonna stay…’, a young man, with silver hair, who was leaning against a pillar on the right asks as he twirls a wickedly crafted knife in his hand, ‘Or leave~’. 

The four watch as you stand your ground, malicious smiles forming on their faces. ‘Good, good. I like a brave soul~’, a green haired guy, who was standing right beside the red head on the seat, says. All of a sudden, the air temperature drops and a malicious and nearly evil laugh can be heard coming from the man with the dark red hair. He laughs evilly as he slowly raises his head to look at you, a malicious, wicked grin on his face. He stares at you, his piercing blood red eyes seem to be looking straight through you and into your soul. His grin grows wider as he slowly gets off his seat and walks to you, stopping right in front of you and looking you in the eyes as he laughed his cruel and damned laugh again ‘Hahaha..Welcome to hell’

In Command – King
Second in Command – Prowl

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