I fired my pistol, hoping the shots would scare them off with no avail.
"Give it up, Vigilante. You're outnumbered!" One of the henchmen shouted.
"Make it easy for us and accept your fate!" The other added.
"You don't want to end up like your parents, do you!?" The third added.
Their words made me think back to my parents' death, how vulnerable I was, how lonely I felt. I thought back how empty I felt. A child of 5 years of age, losing the people who gave birth and raised him. Now here I am, fighting the very people who took away their lives and other lives of innocent civilians.
"If you think I'm going to give up, then you're dead wrong!" I replied with defiance.
"Fine. Boys! Let's put this dog down." The leader yelled with sadistic joy.
Bullets fired in my direction. I fired my pistol 5 times and hid behind the wall. I heard a yell. I peeked over and saw that one of the gunmen was clutching his leg. I must've wounded him.
The leader cursed and ordered one of his men to tend to his comrade's wound. I fired my grapple gun at the leader, knocking the gun out of his hands and fired my pistol at him. The bullet hit him square in the stomach.
The leader shouted "Kill him!"
I fired my pistol at them. One was hit in the knee. The other in the collarbone.
The leader tried to pick up his AK 47, but I kicked it away and stomped on his head, knocking him out.
"Is he dead?" I heard the voice in the phone ask.
I picked up the phone and smirked.
"Your men are alive but injured. I think someone called the cops. So they'll be going away for a long time." I replied.
"Hmph. You're a stubborn one. But you will meet the same fate as your parents. If you hang up your mask and trench coat for good, then I'll let you and your girlfriend free." The Spade King said.
"Not gonna happen. I'll stop you. Even if it means I'll have to resort to lethal methods." I replied.
"Enjoy your last moments. When you see your parent, tell them to make room. Because I will kill everyone you care about." The Spade King threatened.
"Not as long as I live you won't. No more innocents will be killed just because they stood against you." I said.
"Self righteous punks like you should be put six feet under. And I'll see that everyone who messes with the Spade Clan will pay the price."
And with that, he hung up.
"Merde. What am I gonna do now?"
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The origins of the Wolf
FanficYou may of heard of me. I have been called many names. The vigilante. The menace. Every criminal's nightmare. But you can call me, Le Loup/The Wolf. There is a saying: You mess with the wolf, you get the fangs. You're wondering how I became the vigi...
