The ominous thud of hard-soled boots trail purposefully behind a grimy sweat-soaked man as he stumbled his way through a dimly lit ally, a bottle loosely grasped in his right hand. Trembling, glassy eyes peering into the darkness behind, the last dredges of liquor pored down his gullet, back now pressed firmly against the stone foundation of a poorly built house, he helplessly tried to get a glimpse of his relentless pursuer. The thud of boots against cobblestone continued, each step deliberately driven, almost taunting the prey to run. As the man trembled, preparing to make his stand, black polished boots entered the light, the perpetrators of his growing fright, followed swiftly by a tall cloaked figure wearing a wide brimmed hat, tilted slightly to the left, casting obscuring shadows across the hunter's face. Broad shoulders framed a slim build, draped by a black trench coat. Leather creaked as the assailant gripped the helpless drunk's collar, an ashen hand with black nails hinting at the stalkers origins.

A gaunt, ashen face, framed by long, straight, black hair, plastered with a devil's grin, purple eyes glinting in fiendish delight, peered into glazed hazel eyes of his captured quarry. The sound of shattering glass filled the silence as the victims whimpers ceased. The hunters face morphed into an emotionless stare. Leather groaned as he looked down, mud splattered boots staring back. “How convenient.” The hunters deep voice echoing off the stone. A black staff appeared in in the bounty hunters hand, rapping across the condemned rapist's skull, rendering it unconscious. The bounty captured, Shade's made his way out of the light with the filth slung over his shoulder.

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