I : An Introduction
@livingdeadwriter
Luca walked down the block, head down, face covered. The mask covered his fair features and painted a face of darkness. For 364 days a year, the blonde boy kept his monster stuffed in his body, but tonight was the exception. He wore his monster on his face, a reminder to everyone out there that he was dangerous. That he would not hold back. And if they still wanted to be in his view?
Well, they'd just have to be killed, wouldn't they?
Pink lips lifted into a smirk and Luca watched the road ahead, hoping for someone to cross his path. Someone who would be a challenge. Be fun. Someone like -
His eyes darted to a figure in a hoodie, a figure that was racing down toward an alleyway. The fear was palpable and he could almost taste it.
"Round one begins," he said, a spring in his step. The first one was always the most fulfilling and the first one was going to be the male in front of him, with fear in his heart and skinny jeans on his thighs. Luca was ready for it.
Luca waited for the alarm to go off. The alarm that rang at the beginning of the Purge. He waited because there were rules. He waited because success was that more sweet.