A Negative Comparison

In the land of Mobius there is peace, honesty, friendship and respect.  The tranquil forests, oceans, mountains, and the citizens whom live among it are happy to be apart of this world, but there is another world beyond that.  A world where everything is different, dark, destructive and Negative.  A place where nightmares seem to be born and death is everywhere.

This world has been named NegaMobius.  It is a place where in the true world of Mobius, everything is calm and relaxing.  However in the Nega world everything is quite the opposite.

Every person has a Dark side to their life and NegaMobius is a place where that dark side comes to life and lives day by day doin everything they always wanted to, but in a more evil passionate way.  You may think you don't have an ounce of darkness inside you, but I guarantee that the moment you come here, your other side of anger and hatred will emerge to do things a little more differently than what you would normally do.

How do I know this?  Because it happened to me.  I survived doing everything I could to escape this place and rid myself of the pain and suffering I endured from my alter self.

The story goes as it always does of my Bounty hunting.  I chased a man wanted for murder to this place.  Granted his bounty was very little, but murder was something I despised.  No one should have to die for something so petty like robbery.  I was going to bring him and collect the bounty reguardless and let justice of his life be delt with at the hands of the courts.  So I followed him to this dark and murky city.  It had been hours and I lost trace of him.  Something of the city made my body shiver all over.  Something felt odd about this place as I felt like something was on my back, running what felt like claws up my spine.  Small traces of fog seemed to hide everything though, with tiny bits of howling from dogs in the distance and the commotion of people shouting in their homes. The sence that I was being watched from all around made me more alert, as I continued to look further into the city.  The man I had been chasing though hid in a alley out of sight of anything, breathing a sigh of relief and began to count the money he robbed.

As he counted, he started to notice that all the sounds around him began to fade and could not be heard at all as it got darker.  He then heard small steps walking toward him in the alleyway as a figure slowly appeared in front of him.  The figure looked like a white tiger with dark blue hair, wearing a black trench coat with red trim, pointed tip boots and what looked to be on his tail tip was a flame of some sort but was almost as if dark as the fog around them.  He looked up at the man with his dark piercing blue eyes, with his hands in his pockets and a grin on his face.

"Who the hell are you?" said the man standing up and pointing the knife at him nervously.

"Ya know....you'll put your eye out with that if yer not careful" he said.

"Get away from me you freak." said the man.

"Or you'll do what you pathetic human."

The man then tried to lunge at him with the knife but just then the fog seemed to entangle the man like ropes, making him drop the knife and hold him in place around his arms legs and neck.  The man tried to scream but the fog covered his mouth as well, muffling his voice completely.  He then walked forward picking up the knife to examine it some as he balanced the blade tip on his claw tip, and looked deep into the mans scared eyes.

"That tiger knows what you have done...and so do I." he says as he puts the knife back in the mans pocket and giving it a little pat. "Finding you wasn't hard, cause your fear of him drew me to you.  I'm almost like him in a way, but I can sence everything about you.  You have commited something very dark and is a serious crime.  You believe you did it by mistake, but I can see into your soul my friend.  You enjoyed every minute of not just taking money or food from someone, but taking their life in the process.  Its understandable that sometimes you have to take what ever you want to survive, buuut I know like always, he'll find you alive and collect his money and be on his merry little way.  But unlike him....I won't let you live long enough for him to do any of that."

With that he turned to walk away, but not before turning back to him, and smiled watching the man, listening to his muffled scream as he is drawn and quartered (aka ripped apart in 5 different directions) and pulled into the shadows with his blood dripping down the walls.  He then walked away laughing knowing the tiger would come any second.

The sudden smell of blood hit the air as I turned around and ran a few blocks back to an alleyway.  As I walked down it, the light from my tailflame illuminated as much as I could see.  With the scent getting stronger I looked at the walls seeing strange drips, what I thought was red paint on the bricks.  I touched it with a claw and noticed it wasn't paint, but blood.  Something was totally off as I stepped back some and felt something under my boot.  Moving it aside I noticed a knife on the ground.  It was a small hunting knife stained with blood, but as I examined it, I noticed small scorch marks burned into the blade and handle.  It was then I noticed that this was the same knife the murderer had on him as I was chaseing him into this city.  I only could imagine the worst of what happened to him, but seeing no body made things a tad difficult.  And with the scorch marks in the knife itself, made me even more curious.

"What or who could of done this?" I asked myself.

Something was very wrong and I could feel it in the air.  Someone or something got to him first.  My hunt for the murderer seemed to come to a dead end, but my hunt to figuring out what this place was and who killed him, was only just the beginning.