Raki was normally chilled out, and ralxed and bored, but today something tricked his trigger, or how most people say since he was an a winged immortal, someone tickled his feather. He was tired of trying to ignore the drama, it was sickening, it was to so toxic, like tyhe dirty water that took over the plumbing and the streets. Like the water dirtying up, the drama and the rumors were corroding his mind, as if his inner demon was trying to unleash itself by using the corroding people put there. 

Annoyed of being called a chicken shit, because he tried to stay out of the bullshit, he asked himself all the time, is he a man or a monster, at this point he didn't know, reality and dreams were becoming a blur for him, he wanted to keep his friends, but it looks like it was going to happen, it looks like people were goin to treat him as if he were stupid, because he played t for so long. So now he was done playing a childs game, he was gonna start playing chess, it was time he became the monster, and people remembered who he was. He was tired of drama, it looks like it was time to quit hiding and to quit giving into what people wanted, just to get people to go away. People seemed to have no filters, people seemed to use him for what they feel like, even though he was being real with them. In the end he got nothing out of it, even though he gave up everything until he bled for them, now it was time for people to bleed for him.

He jumped out of the balcony, landing in a slight puddle, as he looked at his reflextion, at the monster he was becoming, because this is what people seemed to understand, this what people seemed to push him into becoming, as he growled, he stood up, he remembered he wore his red and black colored isrealian outfit, he wasn't in for color anymore, he was in for blood, and the kill. He was in to hit right where it hurt, just like where they got him. People seemed to think it was funny to go after their personals, when that wasn't what he was going for, he just wanted people to leave him alone, Well aparently they didn't know how to do that. 

He looked up seeing some of the men coming after him, that were after his sister, he growled, as he ran, ducking and weaving through the crowds, to find a spot that was open and empty for him to fight them on a personal level. As he looked up seeing the perfect place, he could hear them close, he intentionally stayed at a human pace, just so they could keep track of him. He laughed, as stepped into the spot he wanted, and came to a full stop.

Coming to a full stop, he spun, turning around making the water fly up and around him, as he slid forward, punching one of them in the gut, making them fly back, showing he meant small business, and that he didn't need a sword to get rid of them. He sudden realized, that he was probably on the wrong side of heaven but on the rightous side of hell, as he growled once more, he suddenly felt a slade too close to his skin, as he shurgged it off. Anger taking controll, he pulled his sword out, and spun it, making his wrist loose while he held it, as he sliced his blade through the hair, he could feel the air moving around him. As the air moved around him, making some tall abondoned buildings become nothing more than dust. 

As the buildings began to crumble, he licked his lips, as he laughed again, they looked between each other, as he disappeared, and reappeared before them, and his blade peircing of the males guts, as he moved the blade up, slicing the man in half. As the man was being sliced in half, the blade lit up on fire, burning the body, into ash, as he looked up over at the rest, their eyes buldged out of their sockets, and he shrugged as if he were used to it. Then they started to run off, he laughed, as he chased one by one, slashing them down making them scream, making them bleed out, just like they did his sister and he killed them all but one, because he knew they were just low level ranking idiots with in the ancient family.

"I am only leaving you a live for one reason....Tell your bosses...that I am coming...and I am coming with a vengence, remember this isn't a threat, it's a promise...and tell them I am in the shadows, lurking and watching...everywhere they go, I will be there...and tell them they better run as far as they can...they better hide....find a good hiding spot...and pray to what ever god they believe in...and hope that it saves them...because I am coming...and nothing can or will stop me..." He said, as he let the man go as the man nodded and ran off. 

As the man ran off, Raki laughed, he felt like the devil himself, taking back what was taken from him, it was about time he took a stand, he was done being used, played, betrayed, talked about, now it was time he put his money where his mouth was, and his gun to their heads, or his blade that was, he laughed at his own reality. He was done being taken for joke, he was done being pushed around, bullied, used, fucked over played, detroyed, ran into the ground, it was his time, his year, and his life. He was gonna make a come back, and he had the money to do it, he might get the power as well. 

It was time to play chess, and not checker, he was done with childs play, and he wanted something more, something for adults, he was too old for childrends games. He had been in the life long enough to know what to do, he has had enough, and he needed to bring out his voice, telling everyone he is not to be messed with or played with. He needed to be taken seriously, and he was about to prove that, starting here and how. He then put his sord away, and started to walk off, disappearing slowly, getting faster into the shadows, as he laughed his echoing laugh behind, becoming apart of the night, the animal in him took over, as his eyes was the only thing you could see if you were look for it.