Covered by the darkness, I made my way through the village. I weaved through the shadows. The shadows were where I thrived. They felt comforting, it felt like coming home. I looked up at the night sky. It was a cloudy night. The stars were covered by the clouds making it even darker than normal.

_How fitting_ I thought to myself. I made my way to the meeting point. The night air felt cool. I could feel the breeze through my wool cloak. I pulled up my hood over my head to concel my face. I finally made it to the alleyway. It was narrow and barely visible to the eye. After dark, it was impossible to see unless you knew exactly what you were looking for. I squeezed through hoping I wasn’t late.

“Hey there stranger” I looked up and saw him. I didn’t see him when I entered but that was no surprise. He was an expert at hiding in the shadows. I could only see his eyes through his mask. They were black and full of mischief. I could tell he was smirking through his mask by the way his voice sounded. They called him The Banchee because his presence meant impending death.

“Long time no see” I replied. It had been several weeks since their last assignment. We were typically assigned together when the client required more finesse. Together we were able to send a certain message. One that sent chills through the city.

“You feel ready?” He asked as he sharpened his blade.

“Of course, I’m always ready” I smiled. An assignment like this should be easy, even kind of fun. We had worked together for the past several years when it was required of us. In those past years, I had never seen his face. Although despite that, I felt that I knew him well. _Favorite color? No idea. But his darkest secrets? Those I knew well._

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Together we had committed horrific crimes, crimes the average person couldn’t imagine even in their more terrifying nightmares. We had earned our names as the most feared in the city. They called me the Ghost because after I met a victim, the only thing left was thier body.

“Alright Ghosty, let’s go ruin someone’s night”