Hugo Lennox watched as the man in front of him cowered in the dark alley, his shaking pitiful form pressed up against a brick wall. A grim sense of satisfaction rushed over Hugo.

  Rain patted the ground lightly, muffling the mans protests of mercy and pleas for forgiveness.

  . Hugo's thoughts were a repeated focused on efficiency and his simple after-hours routine.

  Hugo Lennox stared at Viktors helpless form in front of him, no smile, no fear, no lingering guilt, not even sadism was evident in his eyes, just a cold unempathetic gaze that momentarily masked his internal thoughts.

  "You know why you're in this mess?, right Viktor?" Hugo questioned a sense of slight annoyance now evident in his tone.

  "Hugo man I know the boss isn't happy about what I did, but come on, witnesses had to be dealt with. What else could I have done?." The heavy rain only intensified patting onto Hugos black raincoat and serving as pathetic fallacy towards Viktors emotion.

  "Bribery could've worked." Hugo replied in a steady tone.

  Hugo questioned his expressionless facade faltering a bit exposing a small tint of displeasure, but then returning to its default state.

  Hugo grimaced slightly, his right hand gripping the black metallic object in his right pocket only for a brief moment before easing his grip but not letting go of the object.

  Hugos right hand, the one buried into the pocket of his raincoat silently retrieving a firearm that glimmered in the street light.

  The safety clicked off. He aimed the Glock 19 in the direction of Viktor’s chest.

  He stood 10 meters away, in a deserted alley on a rainy night at 11 PM. All of the planning had been done by him, just so he could put an end to this monster.

  "Hugo, man... please... I know you've been at this for 7 years... I don't know how long the mob had you for...but please Hugo have a heart." Viktor pleaded,begged, looking into Hugos eyes for any signs of falter or merciful thoughts that he could use to his advantage.

  "Come on Hugo just this on-." Viktor was cut off by Hugos haste movement.

  Without warning Hugo had run towards Viktor with deadly swiftness then lunged toward him delivering a right hook smashing into Viktors jaw, the crack of his jaw echoed through the deserted dark alley; blood trickled from Viktors split lip.

  Viktor didn't even have time to react as Hugo then swerved delivering a sharp kick that, tore through Viktor’s knee,he went down, screaming in pure agony as his leg folded.

  Hugo crouched down near Viktors side, pressing the barrel of the gun into Viktors sternum whilst he wailed in pain.

  “If you even plead one more time I'm going to empty this mag into you ,fifteen in the mag, one in the chamber, all aimed at your sternum.” Viktor silenced himself. now paralysed with fear.

  "And its 10 years not 7, I was in the mob 3 years longer than you." Hugo replied his voice thick with revulsion as if the mere thought of working alongside this rat was an embarrassment.

  Hugo gazed down upon Viktors pitiful form wailing in misery, his body jerking and lips bleeding as he screamed.

  "Help, someone help please anyone." Viktor cried out, frantically looking around, desperate for a savior that would not arrive.

  . Hugo delivered a sharp punch with his left hand into Viktors teeth. CRACK

  Viktor let out a blood curdling scream as he choked slightly on his own blood and spat out a few bits of teeth.

  Hugo looked over at the blood on his hand.

  He shook off the blood on his hand with a practised ease.

  "Tell me viktor, was there really any need to kill that family?" Hugo interrogated, his tone remaining calm."

  "That family that had zero connection to our deals and businesses." Hugo stated.

  Viktor replied, in a shaking tone, laughing nervously now whilst crying his eyes out,"You think I’m a monster? You? Hugo? A hitman just like me? You murder people Hugo! you probably have way more kills than me, and now you want to lecture me?”

  "Hugo you're a full time enforcer for the Don, you are one of his most trusted men." Viktor replied his eye bulging with anger.

  "You have killed way more people than me, way more...friend." Viktor grinned, a hideous, disgusting grinned, blood leaked from the corner of his lips.

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  Hugo went silent and simply stared at Viktor as if he were in deep thought.

  "I don't care how many people I killed."

  "I'll ask again, why did you kill that family?" Hugo took on a more grounded tone.

  "I...I...They were in the fucking way thats why." Viktors eyes bulged as he lashed out, choking and spitting out bits of blood.

  "Yeah I killed those bastards, and I'd do it again too,they were nobodies. In a month ain't nobody gonna remember them,. .

  "What even is the point?..." Hugo murmured to himself with a soft, silent sigh, Hugo’s head dipped, his gaze sweeping the filthy alley gravel for a moment, but the corner of his eye never left Viktor.

  A sharp pang of bewilderment hit Viktor, at Hugo's confusing statement that seemed to just bounce off the air."What the hell are you going on about now..-?"

  Without any warning, Hugo dug the barrel of his firearm into Viktors already bruised and battered sternum.

  Viktor quickly looked at Hugo and stated in vengeful tone with pure venom.

  "I'll see you in hell Hugo, Ill fucking see you in H-."

  BANG, BANG, BANG, BANG

  Four consecutive shots had been fired piercing right through Viktor and causing a bloody display.

  Viktors body twitched as if it were a dead cockroach.

  His body leaked as if it were a punctured water bottle.

  Hugo watched the life slowly drain from Viktors eyes his impassive gaze not faltering in the slightest.

  Hugo holstered the glock 19 into the pocket of his raincoat.

  Hugo reached into a satchel on the left side of his pocket pulling out a cleaver, the metal glimmered under the flickering streetlight.

  Hugo raised the cleaver in the air.

  "Timberrrrr". Hugo joked to himself in a monotonous voice as if he were telling himself a bad joke.

  He drove the blade downward, and the sound was a choked, solid SMACKsquelch of severing tissue.

  Hugo picked up the severed head of Viktor and placed it into his satchel, and thenlooked in the direction of his escape route.

  Hugos eyes lightened up for a moment

  Suddenly there was a flash of light and a short sharp sound cut through the air.

  He spun around, genuinely perplexed. This alley was a dead zone, part of any official route, especially after dark.

  The vehicle's high beams bounced violently across the wet brickwork, it was a huge container truck, swaying and listing like it was being driven by a drunkard. It should not have been here. That was all Hugo could think off.

  Hugo attempted to run, but it was futile as everything went black the moment the truck collided into him.

  Hugo looked around the pitch black void.

  A strong feeling of unease swept over Hugo.

  Hugo turned to his right where he saw a tall dark figure with a hood containing a skull the figure appeared to be covered in shadows and in its right hand it held a scythe.

  Hugos internal mind sighed.

  Hugo finally spoke.

  "So I take it your not the man upstairs or some sort of eternal tormenter?". Hugo asked curiously with a display of politeness and a gentle smile.

  The figure stopped moving, it now stood, 3 meters away, then it spoke .

  "If you're asking if im God or the Devil then your assumptions are incorrect."

  Hugo nodded calmly.

  "So are you're some sort of...I honestly don't know what to call you."

  Hugo remained unsure about the whole situation. Part of him still questioned if he were just dreaming or in some wacky comma.

  "I go by many names mortal, such as shinigami,reaper and many more, but i'd prefer the name Death as its the best fitting."

  Death tilted its shadowy head, its hollow eyes scanning over Hugo as if he were some sort of object that caught his interest.

  "Countless were slain at your hand, perhaps not in cold blood as you interpret but still countless deaths at your hand."

  Hugo remained silent for a mere moment before responding.

  "Your one to talk." Hugo replied with a bit of uneasy hesitation.

  Hugo then sighed and looked down and responded.

  "I didn't do it out of malice, everyone I killed had it coming they all were gang,mafia,cartel affiliated, or an asshole."

  Hugos eyes didn't show a sliver of guilt as he spoke in a firm,calculated tone with an unwavering cold gaze.

  "Yea I killed every single one of them, and i'd do it again too, I ain't gonna pretend i'm innocent or some ideal moral person."

  Death let out when seemed like a small chuckle through the hood of its cloak.

  "You've either got some serious spine talking back to me like that or your simply just foolish, its commendable either way."

  "I've not heard many mortals or entities talk to me like that in a while."

  "So..." Hugo ignored deaths comment and looked around awkwardly. "Which ways Hell?"

  Death spoke with an air of authority and order.

  "Hell?...Oh no you arent going there, i'm not a big fan of permanently putting people in realms or granting immortality, I hate those type of outcomes.

  “To cage a poor soul in paradise or torment is to take away its growth,”

   “Even when there is an eternal bliss it becomes rot when it never changes.”

  "All things do come to end that is certain, however thats not my purpose. My true purpose not only the end of all lives it's the continuity of life."

  "Every life fuels the next; every soul is recycled, reborn, rewritten."

  "Typically you'd usually be getting reincarnated, however, I have a very attention catching proposal for you."

  Hugo listened in with a renewed sense of interest. It was the start of a new beginning.