A young man, not much older than 16 was walking down any alleyway when suddenly he morphed into a much taller man of 20. As he morphed, a mass of shadows creeped up behind him.

“Master….” They seemed to whisper.                                                            

“I’ve found the target.” He said at the wall at the end of the alleyway, ignoring them. The wall hissed something back.

“Go it.” He replied respectfully. The young man turned around slowly and looked at the shadows.

“I want you to go in the form of a bunch of thugs and kidnap a girl for me. Make it as obvious as possible and have a big visible trail.” He commanded. The shadows hissed in acceptance and flew away. The young man turned back around to look at the wall. He had an excited gleam to his sparkling green eyes.

The End

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