Villainous
It's 9:00 P.M in the big city. The sent of smoke and car fumes fill the air. The moon shines dimly above the sky. The feeling of cold wind brushes past your skin. And the sound of nothing more than cars honking is the only thing you hear. "Mam," your henchman calls out, "It's time" You look down at the noisy city bellow. What'll happen tonight will determine what happens tomorrow. And you sure as hell are ready. "Alright, let's go!" you yell out. You jump down from your perch and begin your...