Enter Thy New God, Dio! {For Hoshi}{Closed}

A young man was stutting down the street with a wide grin on his face. This was his first trip to Venice, Italy, and the sun was shining over head. He had heard that there was a great treasure around, and something so great just had to be his. The sky reflected the ocean that surounded the island, a wonderous blue with a couple of clouds out in the distance. The young man stopped and looked up at the sky, his lime green eyes shimmering in the sun light as he stretched his arms out. It was high noon at this point, and he remembered the news caster spoke of rain, however there were many times when the wheather man was wrong.

A man bumped against him, and almost instantly did the young man feel the change of weight in his pocket, he turned out, his blonde hair just covering over his eyes as he slowly stalked the thief, he took many Italian classes before his arrival, so he spoke in Italian “Mi scusi bassa vita, credo che lei sia un qualcosa di mio” (Excuse me low life, i believe you have something of mine) the man shocked by being caught turned around with a gun in his hand “Ah, Troppo tardi” (Ah, Too late) he said as he pressed his hand against the arm of the thief who simply collapsed afterwards. In the young man's hand was a small needle he hid back into his black hoodie as he lowered down and grabbed the wallet. “buona notte  “(Good night) the young man winked and continued his walk.

It was to open in the day so the man was merely knocked unconscious, better not blow himself now as he walked passed a museum, a rare painting from an Leonardo Devinci was held to be held here, a picture worthy of the young man before the area, he scouted the area a bit and hoped to be ready by tomorrow. He wondered how much of the city he should destroy as well.