1 Chapter 1 [TROUBLE]

"Sir, it seems he's run off again." Said a slave.

A distant growl came from the dark corner of the room. "Then go fetch him, it shouldn't be that hard." Satan hissed back.

"Y-yes your majesty." The slave ran out of the dark rusted gates.

-Meanwhile-

"Losers!" Zachary stuck his tongue out and spit as he flew away from his fathers slaves.

"It's your fathers orders!" A group flew after him.

"Like I care!" He laughed at them and waved around obstacles, trying to lose them.

"Zachary!" They yelled and tried their best to keep up. As soon as Zachary turned a corner, he was gone, no where to be found.

Zachary: "Such losers.." he mumbled under his breath as he landed in a dark alley way. He padded along the bricks. He looked up and down, not recognizing the alley way. "Must be new..." he continued down until his nose met a unfamiliar scent.