He looked out the small vertical slit in the doorway, his eyes scanning the hallway. He saw no one, the vacant hallway only showing the loneliness of the space. He opened the door a little more stepping out into the hall, his gun pointing straight ahead of him. He slowly looked around again, his finger not loosening on the trigger. No one but him occupied the room.<br/>"Damn kids..." He huffed under his breath.<br/>He lowered his gun to his side, and went back into his apartment. His hand extending to shut the door, the lock clicking as it latched shut.<br/>The front door rattled again and Riley turned around. His eyes widening in fear and anger. A gray hand extended through the door. Soon followed an arm, then a torso, soon a whole body had came through the wooden door. Riley stood frozen in shock. A shadow had found him. The shadow pulled out an axe, and started walking toward him.<br/>"Wait! I'm not a rebel!" Riley said backing up into a wall.<br/>The shadow stopped and looked at Riley, his black eyes looking down at his gun. He took his axe in both hands.<br/>"Anti-Shadow detected, Rebellion leader detected."<br/>The shadow swung the axe at Riley, and Riley ducked just in time. The axe was wedged into the wall briefly, and Riley saw an opportunity. He took his gun and pointed it at the shadow who struggled to get the axe out. He pulled the trigger, the bullet went flying through the dark collector. Riley looked at the wound, it closed up as if nothing had grazed the skin of this being. The shadow glared at Riley, he took his muscular arm and swung it, hitting Riley's chest. Riley slammed against the wall, his gun sliding across the room. His head stung, his vision hazed over a little. One lone figure came closer. The shadow.<br/>Riley shot up quickly, and bolted to his bedroom. He got into his room, almost tripping over the pile of clothes on the floor. He regained his balanced quickly, and ran to the large main window of the bedroom, where an old fire escape clung to the brick building. The shadow daunted closer to him, he could feel it. His breathing was harsh as he struggled to open the window. The shadow entered his room, walking nonchalantly as if he had planned this whole scenario. His right hand clutching his axe, his dark eyes showing pure rage.<br/>Riley opened the giant window, and scrambled outside. The skies roared and cried, louder and harder. He ran down the fire escape, the old structure creaking under his weight. The shadow still followed closely with terrifying persistance.<br/>Riley jumped off the fire escape as he reached the end of it, sprinting faster than he ever thought he could. He ran off into the night, toward the Renuir section of town.