Preys

Before Anthony could react, he saw Claude extend his hand slowly towards his own chest. And the next second, he saw the ceiling pass through his vision in fast speed, his body crashing into the wall opposite to the door.

A few goons were blown apart as they were behind Anthony when he started to fly into the wall. Though they just fell from the impact, without much damage.

Claude nonchalantly walked inside the apartment as he calmly closed the door. He was still wearing a blue casual suit, over a darker blue dress shirt, and a shade of white pants. Handsome was a bit of an understatement to his character.

He walked to the middle of the paralyzed goons in the living room, the ones who were still standing up.

"Aren't you all supposed to attack me?" He asked, looking at them like they sucked at the job they were supposed to do.

Three were on the ground, five others standing, which two were carrying the girls. They dropped them on the ground and ran towards Claude, nothing less than intention to kill filled their thoughts. The three others took the time to pull their guns and aim at whatever was the result after their friends finished beating the dude.

One of the guys who jumped on Claude was the driver that accompanied Anthony, his big frame running, seemingly a moving mountain when viewed by common people.

Not enough though, as his body was slammed to the ground by, what felt like, an over the supernatural type of strength pressed on his shoulder.

Thanks to the apartment being a kidnap-purpose room, the walls were surrounded by sound-canceling foam, thus the next scream didn't alert the outside, as these items were barely enough to avoid alertness in the surrounding neighborhood.

"AHHHHHHHH!" Screamed the big guy in pain because of his knees directly hitting the ground.

Next was the second guy, who took a straight punch to the face. This time there was no dramatic supernatural scene, the guy just got knocked out clean.

Claude turned his eyes to one of the guys holding the gun as the sound rang.

*Bang, bang, bang, bang*

Four straight shots. In the following moment, there was a 'plep', as the gun in the hands of the guy that Claude looked at, dropped to the ground.

Realizing that the first gunshots didn't work, the others tried to shoot him again, but again they saw the same scene. 'Plep, plep'. Their guns dropped to the ground as well.

Their eyes widened as Claude used something sharp to cut the throat of one guy. The other tried to run to the door immediately, but his shoulders were pulled back by that supernatural force as he, as well, was slammed to the ground, but this time on his back and in great dizziness.

The big guy who took both knees on the ground moments earlier, was agonizing on the ground as he felt the immense pain in his legs.

Claude walked past him, without even looking, he stepped on his throat and twisted his foot, as a loud crack sounded in the room.

The first guy to drop his gun was looking at his arms in shock. He couldn't feel them, or move it, matter of fact.

He looked up to Claude, to feel his cold hand holding his own neck, as a squeeze was felt. Claude watched his eyes fade that light that shimmered with horror.

Opening his hand, he left the body drop to the ground as well. This was watched by the three guys on the floor. Granted, with much terror.

Claude looked at the fat guy trying to reach the shotgun, but he stepped on his hand before the mass of fat could do so. He left the guy screaming in pain as well, as his fingers were broken like sticks that you step on while walking in the forest.

Claude suddenly sprinted a little to reach one of the man still sitting on the ground, as he kicked his head like he was playing soccer. Doing the same to the other as it looked like a well-practiced rhythmic dance. Both immediately passing out.

Arriving at the one guy who had been smashed to the wall, and coughing blood like he was spilling water after cleaning his mouth full of toothpaste, he crouched down to get closer to the other's face, as he looked at Anthony's eyes after raising his chin with one finger.

"Never steal from the bigger predator." He said, as suddenly, immense canine teeth sprouted from his mouth and he violently bites the neck of his prey.