Series: Dark world series. Dark world is the collection of stories that are far more violent then the other stories and often have brutal beat downs, sadistic fights and unforgiving knock outs. Great for your looking for a fight with more gritty tones. All stories take place in the same world.
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The
alley stank of rust, oil, and rain-soaked trash. It was the type of
alley people forget about, mostly on purpose. Like much in this city, one so perfect in "law and order", darkness swallowed most
of it, save for the dim flicker of a busted streetlamp casting jerky
shadows across the brick walls. Somewhere distant, sirens howled (when didn't they in this shit hole city?), but
here, in this forgotten corridor of the city, there was only two sounds. The first was that of a crashing window, very messy, very expensive. The next, the slow crunch of footsteps on wet concrete. James stood with
his back to the wall, having just been thrown threw a window into
some long since abandoned factory. His chest was heaving, showing little sign of
being able to recover. His nose was already broken, blood poured like
thick ropes down his chin. One eye
was nearly swollen shut, possibly even damaged beyond healing. But he, James, still
clenched his fists, knuckles white and raw, jaw tight in defiance.
The fight would never go his way, but he be damned if he go quietly.
Across from him, having now entered the building, Comhraic and Ben
Nightfall approached with the patience of executioners. It was after all, their "sacred" calling.
“You had a
chance to walk away,” Comhraic said, voice like the unforgiving deadly cold, so contrast to his code name... "To simply pay up and be done with it..."
Ben cracked his
knuckles. “Too late for that now little bro, we have to collect!!” He didn't sound upset at all..
James spat a wad
of blood at their feet. “Come on then.”
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