The Hunt

General Scarlet stood up from behind his oak carved desk. He looked sternly with his remaining human eye at the Lieutenant. Scarlet could see with his magic augmented eye, the discomfort his Lieutenant was in and a wry smile formed. “You have failed me again Lieutenant. I should ship you to the lava pits of flaming valley” the General bellowed. “Now get out of my sight before I follow up my threat” as he finished his sentence the Lieutenant had saluted, turned and left the room. As the door closed the General turned sharply. He had not lost his sixth sense and could feel another presence within the room. “Excellent timing Shylock” the General whispered.

Out of the Shadows a tall bald figure appeared standing about seven foot tall he wore a long purple coat with a cane in one hand. He bowed at the General. “I am always happy to help for the right price General”, Shylock spoke with a harsh bitter accent. “Good, same price as before. I need you to hunt down this person.” The general showed a picture of an unmasked green combine figure. “When you find him bring him to me as he has something I want “as the General Handed over the picture shylock took a glance and disappeared into the Shadows. From the darkness of the corner of the room a manic laughter could be heard “No problem it will be my pleasure.”