The water begain to pour from the heavens slowly at first but with growing ferocity, the red haired man had mulled over himself in a allyway who was he... for he didn't know to well. But in the blissful silence a single word Replayed over and over inside of his mind._Soulless_, "What the bloody fucking hell does it mean" The Amnesiac individual asked himself, the man had left the ally and was walking down the street. barging past a gang of street thugs, four overly burly men. The individual was grabed by the neck, "you got a name punk" The particulully scruffy one asked him. The individual only responded by what was on his mind "Soulless?", To which he was thrown to the floor "Strange name kid but we don't take kindly to strangers thinking their the king of us. We promise we won't kill you... but we will still beat you half to death." A fist barreled into Soulless jaw.
"why are you hitting me?" Soulless asked Clueless "because you intrigued on our business" The man replied. before a tire iron Smashed Soulless in the back of the skull the pain stinged through his head making his eyes well up with blood red tears, he picked up the scruffest man. "Stop it now" he muttered with a low growl the tire iron didn't stop though and he took a blow to the back of the leg crumbling. but not before throwing the scruffy man halfway across the ally.
"What the fuck are you" a voice said as the tire iron once again Smashed into his head sending spirals across his vision. the voice was back in his head. "_go on Soulless say my name is a simple word you know 5 letters starts with a Z do it and the pain will go..._" The voice said.
"Fuck off and get out of my head" Soulless Said before tendrils erupted out of his back Shanking the last 3 men. Soulless stagggered to his feet. his head bleeding his vision fading he stumbled towards a Motel one of the only sources of light.
He layed down in the motel hallway people were speaking in another room. he didn't care he just needed a minute to recuperate. his wounds started to heal over...