Diminished. Part four.
People crowded the streets. The five hour rush had just begun. How appropriate for a pursuit.
But it didn't bother Leo. Dealing with clusters of individuals was not difficult anymore and it has only helped with covering his tracks. As he kept a few paces behind his target, an electronic billboard caught his eye. It was advertising "a new and better tomorrow" with some product or what not. Another one of those new ideas that greedy companies want to shove down consumers throats only to bring in more currency. Distracted, Leo forcefully bumped into a man that fell over while he kept moving. He wasn't going to stop for the guy. He didn't care about other people at all. But this girl was different, and he had to find out why and/or if she really was.
A hand grasped Leo's shoulder and spun him around. It was the guy he had shoved.
"The hell man! I expect an apology," barked the punk.
I don't have time for this, Leo thought as he caught a glimpse of the girl turning another corner. He smacke
Diminished. Part three.
Tossing another pebble out the window and listening to the sounds of the late-afternoon city, Leo sighs. Is something bothering him? Naw, he is just restless. It has only been a few days ago since he returned home and it was not a pleasant journey. Shouts in the distance cut off his thoughts. Catching his attention, Leo considered going to see what the fuss was but was not compelled to. Another yell made him more inqusitive. So he layed the rest of the pebbles on the window seal and jumped through it to go find the source of the noise.
Nearing the sound, Leo cautiously peered around a corner into an alley. Four men and..a girl? She didn't look to happy with them either. With haste, he hid behind a dumpster ten to fifteen feet from the group and watched what would unfold.
"Come on babe, we just want to have a nice little chat with you," said one of the thugs.
"and maybe something more," added another with a snicker.
The female backed up against a wall as a third man approached her. He o
Diminished. Part two.
A traffic light blinks yellow, then red. Several cars stop and vehicles that have been waiting move forward. Various aromas float through the streets. Citizens move at different paces, some taking their time and others off in a hurry. The city is always moving and never stopping. It is to be expected within any industrialized area.
The crosswalk flickers to the little man and Leo crosses the street. He spots a food stand selling apples and is reminded of his hunger. It has been a few days since his last "decent" meal and it was bothering him, regardless of how little he already ate. Walking by the stand, Leo snatches a bright red one just as the man turns away to speak with a customer. He would rather avoid stealing, but no money ever made its way into his pockets. That would also explain his living conditions and other concerns. It didn't matter, money meant power in this world and power corrupts. All Leo needed was the darkness and it was more than enough to satisfy all of his needs.
Diminished. Part one.
We are strong alone and even stronger together...
We are the shadows that can never be snagged...
I am, the dark...
Standing in the almost pitch darkness, Leo's chest moved ever so calmly. He had done this before so many times but it always felt new and a little different. Lifting his hood up he zipped up his hoodie until it went over his lips, let out a sigh, and then lunged forward. He raced through the dark, leaping over boxes and skidding under conveyer belts. Then he would run up a wall and jump over to a low hanging bar only to swing up to the second level of the room. Landing ever so gracefully Leo sped forward then took a sharp left turn. Dodging more debris he spotted the turn off that either went left or right but part of the ramp straight ahead had fallen long ago and the gap was a good ten feet long to the rest of it. With a powerful leap, Leo soared through the air with both arms and legs still in running motion until he landed on the other end and kept moving without miss