The Nameless Angel - Chapter 1

 Chapter One: 

Jonathan POV:

I ran along the dark streets of Brooklyn, the narrow alleys and the maze like streets crossing left and right as i chased down the man in the black trench coat. I'd only been in Brooklyn for a few days and i'd already found who i was looking for...and he ran away, guess my attitude scared him away.

The Man took a left down an alley and i followed and i felt a smirk cross my face as the guy came to a dead end, the man turned around to face me, his lip quivering as he cowers in the corner.

I slowly approach him, my hands in my pockets, i stared down at the man "Ragnor Elessar i presume?" Ragnor nodded his head "I've been looking all over for you...now, i want some answers" I said, stroking the hilt of one of my daggers that hanged from my belt, Ragnor gulped.

"W-What answers do you need?" He said, his voice was hoarse, i guessed this guy was a heavy smoker, you could certainly tell from his breath.

"Where is Nefarien?" Ragnor's eyes widened and a bead of sweat ran down his green skin "I...I don't know..." I sighed, i unsheathed one of my daggers and grabbed Ragnor's hand, i then pulled the tip of the blade across his palm, splitting the skin, Ragnor screamed in pain "I'll ask again...Where. Is. Nefarien?"

Ragnor took heavy breaths but didn't answer "If you don't answer me i'll do the wrist next" "No! That'd kill me!" He screamed "Your a mongrel, half human, half monster. No one would miss you" I put the edge of my dagger to his wrist, about to cut it but he shouted "Stop! Stop!"

I looked up at him, waiting for his answer "I honestly don't know where he is...i just deliver stuff to his associate" "What sort of stuff?" "Monster venom...you know like Hydra fangs, a basilisk skin...a dragon scale...and...and..." "And what?"

Ragnor gulped "I also sent him...a shipment of Celestial weapons and armor" My eyes widened "Why would Nefarien want demigod weapons and armor?" "I d-don't know! I just deliver the stuff!" I looked at my blade for a moment, i could see myself in its polished blade, i looked a mess.

"Give me the name of his associate" "I can't" "Oh then i'll have to take your wrist" I cut into his skin just a fraction, that sent Ragnor blubbering like a baby "Wait! Wait! his...his name is Magnus..."

I smirked "Thank you"

And i plunged my dagger into his heart.