Trying to fit in

It was the dead of night and the moon was the only source of light for miles. He wore his usual attire of a black and gray jacket over a plain white t-shirt, and black jeans. He wasn't feeling weak so he thought he could relax and look around his new hunting grounds. He wondered if he was the only one of his kind as he moved through the dense wooded land.

A sadistic laughter was heard around Drake. "My my...now what do we have here", the voice said. Suddenly a man would appear before Drake..a man with dark purple eyes, white hair, wearing a red overall that was open revealing his chest and shorts. "And here I thought I was the last surviving Bount", Ankoku said.