He wasn't sure how long he was running, though he knew it wasn't far enough. The footsteps were still behind him, even as he ducked into an ally and crouched into a ball trying to stay a quiet as possible. Until he heard those foot steps close in on him. Which almost instinctively caused his to blurt out when he felt he was found.
"Look man I'm sorry I left, we all freaked out everyone! We thought you were going to die! You understand we couldn't be there we were scared." He looked at the ground between the blood stained sneakers he had on, tears welling in his eyes as he tried to plead his case so desperately to the assailant who stood in front of him. An intensely bright pink hue coming from him.
"You understand right? Come'on dude we go way back. It's me Deon man.." He said looking up. His eyes growing wide as he really for the first time gave his former friend a good look. His skin no longer the light brown but instead a very stagnant grey.
"I remember you B, but what I wanna know is, if we so tight why you leave me?"
He put an pistol to Deon who wasn't balled up anymore, but looking up at the gun pointed at him. The grey man spoke again.
"Yeaaah. You remember this right B? Same gun I got from that scrub we beat down way back. Look at you now, running from Olympia to the Phoenix Plaza, guess I see why you were a track star. Well you were a mark and ran off on me."
"Dimiti wai-!"
Quickly 4 shots rang out from the alleyway, the flashes of light from the barrel showing the scowl on the face of the disfigured grey man before he ran off, leaving the body behind.
The following morning the shudder of a forensic officer's camera was heard as yellow caution tape locked off the area for civilians and detectives spoke to one another. "Is this who I think it is?" She asked, "Yes." Replied the other with her "Well this is gang related no doubt." She placed her hands in her pockets looking at the crime scene, coffee in her hand.
"I don't know if that's what it is.." The short man said. "Why would he be all the way over here? This isn't even gang territory. I don't know much, but I don't think this was your run of the mill gang shooting. It's important to know that doesn't mean we shouldn't be careful of people trying to seek asylum here from gang related issues." She took a sip of her coffee and responded. "Alright, I will place a request to a few 'people' to keep an eye out for us."
--Formerly Jorortis--
Note: Jorortis is still a character of mine and is still going to be in the super group, not Demirus, at least not yet...
Hugh Mann was sleeping in his chair in his office, that office being his only living space as of yet, his fedora and trench coat hiding his small shape, when he heard a knock at his. He awoke revealing himself to be like a typical grey alien, large eyes, small mouth and big head... he approached the door, cautiously gripping the ray gun hidden in the inside pocket of his coat, before flipping it open revealing a young blonde woman, she was trying to keep her cool, but even under the groggy condition of his recent awakening Hugh could tell that she was scared of something. "May I um... come in?" she stuttered, Hugh only responded with a grunt and a crude motioning to the chair at his desk, opposite of the one he usually sleeps in. The woman sat down, still clearly on edge as Hugh climbed up on his chair and sat down while lighting a cigar in his mouth with a protonic lighter, a faint green glow flickering in the darkness as he blew a neon green gas from his nostril slits. "What do you want..." he spoke a tint of tired annoyance on his lips as he does so. "Well..." the woman began "...All my friends are being murdered one by one... and I don't know why, and I don't entirely trust the police to know why either..."
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Dimiti was inside his former recording studio, sitting in a chair at the center of the floor, right under the mic where he dropped so many rhymes. Thinking to himself about everyone who had abandoned him, crossing off a mental list of those who did.
Stopping to think about a girl, someone who ran away, he caught her just at a last glance, some blond. She was there for something though, when he needed help she was gone, and that was good enough for him to set out to find her.
--Formerly Jorortis--
Note: Jorortis is still a character of mine and is still going to be in the super group, not Demirus, at least not yet...
Hugh looke up at the girl with a more concerned look on his face, bot h for her and himself "That's um... that's quite the load you put on my shoulders...." he idled out still coming to grips with it. The Woman looked saddened for a bit "So you're not going to take the case then..." Hugh interrupted her "Now hold on I didn't say that.... it's just that it's 3 AM in the morning and I just got hit with a serial killer case right out of the blue... I need information though... when did you last see them?" the Woman paused an then spoke "Well I was at a party at some DJ's house... I don't really know who he was really, I was just there because my friend Deon wanted me to get out more... beyond that it was blur.... I was drunk... we moved somewhere.... a Lab? I don't know... and then there was an explosion and screams of pain, someone was melting and remelting and I just.... ran...." she stuttered as she tried to put the pieces together, Hugh raised his hand, a simple gesture to make her stop "What's the address?"
not my video just one I lke ===> https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=U6-SdIN0hsM
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Dimiti left out of the studio, wearing a long sleeved jacket and T shirt air brushed with a bit of a mural of music artists as well as a pair of tight black jeans. "Feelin it, raise ya cup, take a sip..." He was mumbling words to one of his songs. At the moment he had his pisols at his side hidden.
First glace look at him would be all that someome would need to tell he wasn't normal with his weird skin, and even his body had a warmth from his sides, and a faint glow from under his shirt. Though he did his best to hide what he could.
--Formerly Jorortis--
Note: Jorortis is still a character of mine and is still going to be in the super group, not Demirus, at least not yet...