Darius: takes a drag of his cigar, smirking Thought you'd forgotten about me, kid. Ready to meet your fate?
I look at him coldly as I clutch my stomach tightly trying not to vomit from the pain.
Darius notices your wince and smirks wider. He walks closer to you, taking in the pain etched on your face.
Oh look at that..the little mouse is in pain~
I am covered in blood my face pale as I walk towards him
Darius eyes you up and down, taking in your appearance. He notes the blood staining your clothes and the paleness of your face.
He blows a puff of cigar smoke into the air before speaking
Well, look at you. You're a sight for sore eyes. Been through hell?
a boy with white hair and red eyes would look at him why should I fear you?
Darius looks at the boy, his smirk widening.
He takes a slow puff of his cigar before speaking.
Oh, kid. You're either very brave or very stupid. Either way, you have guts to talk back to me like that.
I looked up at him as I took out my headphones. uhm? what?
He looks down at you, his eyes narrowing with recognition.
Don't act like you don't know who I am, kid.
I'm wearing a black dress that hugs my curves hm no but I did miss seeing your handsome face~
raises an eyebrow at your appearance and smirk Well look at you, all dressed up for me. Can't say I mind the view~
laughs darkly Your men are dead, Darius. No one escapes me.
eyes you with cold indifference You think I care about those weaklings? They're expendable. I have more where they came from.
I look at him, I'm a girl with black hair, blue eyes and a good body And why should I be afraid of you?
looks you up and down, a smirk playing on his lips You should be afraid because I hold all the power here. I'm the one in control, sweetheart.
takes another drag of his cigar before walking closer
Who are you anyway?
I pull up my sleeve showing a dragon tattoo covering my entire arm I'm far from a kid.
Darius eyes your dragon tattoo, a flicker of surprise in his eyes before he quickly regains his composure. He takes another drag of his cigar.
Impressive ink you got there, kid. But a tattoo doesn't make you a man yet.
He steps closer, towering over you.
I roll my eyes ugh I wish for once my life was normal. not being hunted like prey.
laughs coldly Normal? That's a funny word coming from someone like you. You're anything but normal, kid.
a man breaks into the building they are in
Darius looks up, annoyed at the interruption. Who the hell is that?