Chapter 1

As the sun was setting in the west, the creatures of the night began to get ready for the hunt. Who was he going to hunt tonight? It had to be someone what was important; he loved seeing his name in the newspaper. Just last month, after his last victim finally died, he was impressed that he finally got a name for himself. They called him “El Diablo”; the devil. Little did they know that he was actually doing them all a favor. Those that he took care of were the kinds of people that should not be allowed to live anyways. Why couldn’t they see that?

Tonight was going to be a good night, he already had is prey in mind and all he had to do was find her. She was a wealthy business woman who was corrupt. She had taken millions of dollars from unsuspecting investors and pocketed it for herself. How did he know this? He had his ways. He could find out whatever he needed to in order to get his work done. The nights were getting colder and it was harder for him to move, due to a war injury that he has gotten years earlier. He should have gotten the medal of valor then, but maybe after he was done with the cleansing of the city of all its corruption he would receive it then. Tonight his knee was bothering him more than normal, but he knew that he could not give up. He had to do the job that was at hand, otherwise he would not get the satisfaction of seeing his name in the newspaper and on the television tomorrow morning. No, it had to be done tonight and so it shall be.