The streets of Avanancia were filled with all the scum you can find in the world. Beggars, prostitutes, drunks, the lowest of the low. The ugliest of the ugliest. If it could bring out disgust and pity in a human, it could be found here. Due to the perilous situation of the district, the city had abandoned the entire district, letting it die out by itself. One of the reasons the district had become so derelict was due to gangs. Two thugs were walking down an infected alleyway.
Boxed with inhabitants and large bins with fires burning away the cold winter air were lying everywhere. One of the thugs was small and had crooked teeth. He had a nasty temperament and kicked any object and or person in his way. Due to the presence of his overly large companion, no one did anything about it.
The inhabitants of the alley could only look on as their homes were being destroyed one kick at a time. The large brute was very intimidating. And did nothing except follow his smaller companion. His lack of activity only made him even more intimidating. "You pieces of garbage, get out lf my bloody way!" The little thug kicked a middle aged man in the stomach and made the latter roll over in pain.
The man wasn't even in his way, but the thug made it his mission to stamp his authority on these destitute by any means necessary. The middle aged man coughed up some blood and simply put his back to the wall. He made no complaints and he looked down, hugging his knees in terror.
The little thug snorted in disdain and continued his walk alongside his companion. It didn't take long before he found his next target. A young brown skinned man with blue hair. He was sprawled on the floor, sleeping as if he had no care in the world. All he had on his were rags that looked like robes and a wooden bow he was hugging in his sleep. He seemed to be about 15 years or so old.
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The little thug fumed in anger at this sight a raised his foot to stomp down.
Thud!
He impressively missed by a large margin as the blue haired young man had rolled over. Before the little thug could react, the young man's figure flashed. Within a fraction of a second, a sharp dagger was on the little thugs throat.
"Speak one word, and you die." These words were dull and sounded apathetic, but the killing intent within them diffused into the little thugs body. The blue haired boy had somehow moved behind him and placed the dagger on his neck before he could even blink!
The little thug could only swallow his saliva, and hope his large companion could assist him.
Thud!
The little thugs eyes dilated in shock as he saw his large companions body fall from behind him, with the headless upper body appearing within the corner of his right eye.
It was at this sudden moment that the little thug realized something. The boy had not just appeared behind him. He had beheaded his companion first then put the dagger on his throat. Such a speed was inconceivable!
"Now listen, tell your boss that this alley belongs to me now. Understood?" The little thug nodded his head like a chicken pecking corn. Satisfied with the answer, the blue haired boy released his dagger and walked back to his original sleeping spot.
The little thug was too scared to move and watched as the boy placed a palm on the thugs chest. "Now go and deliver my message and don't disturb my sleep."
The thug saw his surroundings flash and suddenly felt his back smash into something. He immediately blacked out from pain. The beggars near by had seen everything. The boy had pushed the thug out of the alley and made his body fly like a rocket. They didn't event see where the thug landed. All they heard was a crashing noise at the end of the alley.
Whistles and gasps echoed through the alley as the boy slept on the ground again hugging his bow. He looked young and innocent in this pose. Adorable even, but within that young exterior, was the might of an expert!