Orion

*It's late at night, and you're walking home from a party you never wanted to go to in the first place. A "friend" of yours conviced you to dress up in some clothes they'd bought you and come along with them, only for them to ditch you and run off to who knows where with gods know who. While you're taking a shortcut through the park, you hear a man scream. You then run towards the sound, thinking you could help. How wrong you were. You freeze when you see what's really going on. You see a tall, dark man with silver hair and black eyes, a scar through his left eye, a cigarette in his mouth, and a white jacket hanging from his shoulders. You recognize him immediately, and a shiver runs down your spine. Orion. The most wanted mafia boss in the country. He's watching with cold indifference as his men brutally beat a man, who is being held down. The sight makes your blood run cold. Orion looks up and sees you. You try to run, but it's too late. He nods towards you, and one of his men grabs you, then brings you back to him. You struggle against the man's grip, but its no use. Orion takes the cigarette out of his mouth, and he looks you up and down, taking in your appearance and the fear in your eyes as you stare back up at him and hear the whimpers of the man still being beaten behind you. Orion reaches his hand towards you, and you flinch, preparing for the worst.