Whenever I imagined revealing my identity to my girlfriend I expected it to happen a number of different ways. Dramatically tearing off my mask while its pouring rain. A last minute rescue where she had a near death experience and in a fit of anguish I reveal my identity. Each scenario was dramatic, emotional, and cinematic worthy. I couldn’t wait for the day that I would be able to sweep her off ...

“Agent Pino, under our custody at last.” The Coachman sneers, pacing back in forth, coin tumbling through his hands as he walks. An intimidation technique, one that I found more pathetic than frightening. I work my hands back and forth under the table, my wooden joints crying in protest as I work them down, using the cuffs as a makeshift saw.

“Long time no see old friend.” A calm facade covers m...

“Look, I know I ruined you for love or whatever, but you seriously need to get over it.”

“Excuse me?”

He rolls his eyes and scoffs at me, “What? We both know its true. It was three years ago, my god you can hold a grudge.” He runs a hand through his hair and goes to turn away but I stop him. With no control of my actions my arms shoots forward and tugs him back, forcing him to look me in the eye....

Latex gloves hug my flesh as I peer down at the corpse, grimacing. Something like this hasn’t occurred since hundreds of years ago, and shouldn’t have come back so soon. But men will always try playing god in an attempt to damn humanity.

“what does it mean?” Joseph whispers, figure shaking uncontrollably.

“All we know is threatening demise”

Its body begins trembling, a deafening scream echo...