Chapter 1: Playing with Fire
Marisa Tars was discovered missing last night at 6:00 pm... The news reporter went on about the missing person. Antony sat back in his chair. Whoever this kidnapper was, he/she was good.

Levi took the gasoline and soaked her hostages in it. She pulled out a match and lit it. She grinned her usual Cheshire grin. Please! Let us go...We have families! one of the hostages yelled. Oops... well to bad... you should have thought of saying that before. To late now. She threw the match at them. She listened with glee as she heard their pained and scared screams. She walked around the building placing bombs around it. Not after she got a few good yards away with a bag of money and pushed the detonator. She smiled with pleasure as the sounds that would be deafening to a human reached her. Bye-Bye.. she whispered softly while she painted the words Shadow Demon on the pavement near the building. Oh how she loved playing with fire.

Antony heard the explosion all the way in Minnesota. He stood up. What the heck was that?! he voiced everyone's thoughts. He heard the wailing of the sirens as the fire trucks, police cars, and ambulances raced by, dust rising from the road. It just came in that the Minnesota bank was robbed and exploded and all 50 victims were killed. Police are just know finding the evidence that this was the work of Shadow Demon. Antony was baffled. How can one person do this much damage and not get caught by the police. He ran his hand through his thick brown hair closing his bright teal colored eyes.

Levi sat down. She took her switchblade. She was thirsty from all this exiting hard work. No. She was starving. She laughed to herself at that thought. She plunged the knife deeply into the soft flesh of her forearm. She brought her forearm to her mouth and started drinking her blood. Not as sweet and tangy as human blood. But this would have to do. For now...