The new warrior of Eternal Darkness stalked silently, slipping easily into the shadows of the buildings and alleys around him. He was near the edge of the district, away from the bright lights of its center. Here only the occasional street lamp light the streets in an orange glow, everywhere else was his domain. Raiden wore a pair of black jeans, a dark grey shirt, and a black leather jacket over his dark grey t-shirt. The dark colors did well to conceal him further.
The warrior was on a mission, assigned to him by his Alphess. He was to recruit new members for the pack, to help grow its ranks so that Eternal Darkness could rise to power over the Braveheart pack. With him he carried his sword, the sharp blade hung at his hip in a black sheath. As he dodged through the darkness, cutting through alleyways a lot, he made sure to keep his eyes on his target. The girl he followed was alone, the perfect opportunity to strike. As she turned down another road, he followed her silently. Making sure to avoid the lights of the street lamps and closed storefronts. If was pretty late in the night, about two am last time Raiden checked, he knew the night would be at it's darkest at three. They were just on the edge of the shopping district now, the quiet buildings and street would allow even a pin drop to be heard.
Raiden then walked into an alley, climbing the fire escape deftly as he made his way to the flat roof top of the buildings. He would strike from above. As he reached the top he took off in a sprint, jumping from one building to the other, but careful to remain light on his feet. He soon reached the edge of one building, where he crouched and peered into the dark street below, where he could see the girl walking in his direction down the street. He waited now for her to approach.
The warrior was on a mission, assigned to him by his Alphess. He was to recruit new members for the pack, to help grow its ranks so that Eternal Darkness could rise to power over the Braveheart pack. With him he carried his sword, the sharp blade hung at his hip in a black sheath. As he dodged through the darkness, cutting through alleyways a lot, he made sure to keep his eyes on his target. The girl he followed was alone, the perfect opportunity to strike. As she turned down another road, he followed her silently. Making sure to avoid the lights of the street lamps and closed storefronts. If was pretty late in the night, about two am last time Raiden checked, he knew the night would be at it's darkest at three. They were just on the edge of the shopping district now, the quiet buildings and street would allow even a pin drop to be heard.
Raiden then walked into an alley, climbing the fire escape deftly as he made his way to the flat roof top of the buildings. He would strike from above. As he reached the top he took off in a sprint, jumping from one building to the other, but careful to remain light on his feet. He soon reached the edge of one building, where he crouched and peered into the dark street below, where he could see the girl walking in his direction down the street. He waited now for her to approach.