Marks Pov:
Ugh... What happened... The back of my head was throbbing, and it hurt to sit up in the bed. Wincing, I looked around. It seemed like an old room, with little to nothing in the room. All there was was a desk, an old bookshelf and the bed, that of which I was sleeping in. That's when I remembered what had happened the night before.....Around 6:30pm, I had heard from a neighbor of this street while doing an investigation of a murder, that a guy, Ryan Reynolds, hadn't been seen in over two days. Witnesses had stated he had a kid but the cctvs in Tesco looked as if he didn't have his kid with him. So I did what every suspicious person would do, and went to the door. That's when I heard a loud bang, and a scream. I picked a rock from the ground, and I smashed the living room window open. I climbed through, and I saw a huge mess: cushions from the couch ripped open and thrown on the ground, tv tipped off the cabinet it was on and smashed, and there was cabinets open, with all the contents,which looked like documents, thrown on the ground, and pictures of the, I'm assuming, Reynolds family. There was Ryan, a baby and a woman beside Ryan, both smiling at the camera. Taking out my gun from my utility belt, I edged closer to the kitchen. I opened up the double doors and I took a look. Nothing, although there was a box of nails and a hammer on the table. I went over to look at them, when I got hit on the back of my head with a wooden bat, although it didn't hurt to much as whoever swung it didn't put much force into it. I tried to fight back, turning around to see: a child? They only looked about 8 or 9, so I got on my hunkers, and I was about to ask him if he was ok, when they had punched me right in the eye. The force of the punch made me skid across the ground, which made me let go of my gun,which had also skidded towards the little boy. I tried to crawl towards him to retrieve the gun, when he picked it up and aimed it at me. I put my hands up in front of me to signal 'no dont' when he pulled the trigger,two times in a row. I had shut my eyes, waiting to die, when I felt a stabbing pain in my stomach and my right hand. Opening my eyes the slightest bit, I seen blood dripping off hand to my wrist, and my uniform had been stained with blood. I looked up at the child, which had a shocked look on him, dropped the gun and ran into the living room. I could move, but barely. I saw some medical supplies on the kitchen counter, and I reached up, with my good hand, and took a bandage roll, scissors, some disinfectant and a small mirror. Looking at myself in the mirror, I saw I had a black eye from the punch. I put the mirror down, and wrapped the bandage around my crown (headwise), my right hand and around my stomach, and cut it using the scissors. I was finishing up my hand when I had heard All Might, The no. 1 hero I was obsessed with a few years ago. He had said about us staying here for the night, so I agreed. I had learnt from him that Ryan was in hospital after being ran over by a truck.
Back to now shall we?))
Just as I was remembering last night, Charlie burst through the door, with a card in his hand. Then in came All Might, with a tray that had toast, coffee and a milk pot. "Here's a letter to you, Mr. Mark! It's to say sorry for last night, I thought you were an intruder!" Gabbled Charlie. Opening the letter up, I saw messy handwriting reading 'sory fur almoost unalivvein yu, Mistr Murk' and a cute drawing of him and Charlie holding hands and underneath it said 'best es'. "Wow! That's such a good drawing little dude!" I said. "Eh, sorry about him waking you up, we made breakfast for you though!" Said All Might, handing me the tray. "Thanks All Might." I replied. "No no, call me Toshinori." He said. Note taken. "Thanks Toshinori." I corrected myself. We both we just smiling at each other when I asked "what time is it? My phone's dead." "It's 10:30am."
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When opposites attract(Ryan Reynolds X All Might)
RomansaBasically some random shit I taught I would do going to bed