This is a book where you can request my Watch Dogs OC, the vigilante-hacker Anon/Edwin Grey to eliminate random criminals. You can type 'em down, describe 'em, tell him what crime he's committed, then he'll carry out the task of eliminating the crim...
Out on the streets of Jakarta, Indonesia, vigilante Edwin Grey AKA Anon walks down the sidewalks near Plaza Senayan, a mall in the city. While strolling, his phone buzzes, leading him to answer it. There, an anonymous tip reads the following.
(Thanks datboyreaper for the tip) ???<[Lucas Miller. He's a child trafficker who sells kids to be sex slaves. Kill him in the most painful brutal way possible]
Disgusted by the criminal's actions, he begins monologuing in his mind, now willing to find this child trafficker and bring him down.
Anon's thoughts: What creepy bastard sells kids for money as sex slaves? Clearly, this guy's a paedophile... I'll give Mr Miller here a free ticket to his tombstone. That way no kids get hurt in the future... Now, where are you?
The vigilante taps on his phone, hacking into a satellite connected to Blume's CTOS. He searches for the criminal's phone, finding it in Pondok Indah Mall. With the location now marked, Anon rushes toward the nearest taxi stand where he'll get a ride to PIM quickly.
10 minutes later...
Upon arriving at the mall, he pays the driver before exiting the car, baton in his pocket and his Chrome revolver hidden in his jacket. He walks through the doors and enters the mall where he looks around the area, past palm trees and crowds of shoppers, searching for the scumbag.
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Anon: "Where are you...?"
He grabs his phone out of his pocket, using it to access the profiles of many of these shoppers to find Lucas. As the phone goes through multiple profiles of people nearby, the vigilante looks around for suspicious behaviour.
Anon's light brown eyes gaze around him, looking through people and gems alike, searching for the child predator. He walks through, looking through the windows of some shops and up the escalators. His phone buzzes, and he looks down at it seeing it with a photo of a middle-aged man wearing a hoodie with the following details.
Miller, Lucas Age:39 Occupation: Unemployed Looks up: Van without windows
Looking ahead, he sees a man with a grey hood over his face and he's got a hand in his pocket while his other hand is focusing on a photograph of what looks to be an 11-year-old girl.
Anon's thoughts: Sick fuck...!
Putting his mask on, it's game time. He reaches into his pocket, whipping out his telescopic baton where he approaches the hooded man who sees and recognises him.
Lucas: "O- oh shit...! FUCK!"
He throws his wallet at Anon who grunts and many people witness the small scuffle as Lucas begins sprinting away with Anon following him behind. The predator runs up the escalator, pushing people out of his way and endangering the lives of a few.
One woman is pushed and she slips over, nearly hitting the edge. Thankfully, Anon managed to catch her by her shirt and pull her back up onto her feet as he pursues the paedophile up the escalators onto the second floor.
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Anon: "LUCAS! STOP! BASTARD!"
Many shoppers watch the vigilante give chase to Lucas who pushes a few people into Anon's way, with him dashing to sides and continuing chasing after Lucas. Lucas turns, moving around a corner of a bridge where he stops to catch his breath and uses it as a standing point where he gets into a fighting stance, deciding to fight the vigilante.
Anon approaches him, baton in hand and folded out where he raises it in midair and swings at the criminal who dashes back, avoiding the strike. Lucas spits at Anon's face, distracting him as he then bashes into the vigilante, knocking him onto the ground which buys Lucas time to sprint away. Left with no choice, Anon brings out his revolver, aims at Lucas and fires into his foot, injuring Lucas and scaring multiple shoppers.
*BANG*
Shopper: "HOLY SHIT!"
Shopper 2: "GUN! GUN!"
As many innocent people flee, moving to safety or to hide, Anon approaches the wounded Lucas who's on the floor, trying to crawl away. The vigilante looms over him, kneeling at Lucas after shooting his hand next.
*BANG*
Lucas: "GAAH!— FUCK!"
Anon: "Lucas Miller. You're the man who tarnishes the lives of families by kidnapping children and selling them."
He kneels in front of Lucas who looks at Anon, fearful of his intentions.
Anon: "I'm giving you your ticket to Hell... But because you sell kids for money, I think I'll make it slow."
Lucas: "No, no...! Please."
Anon gets back up, aiming his revolver at Lucas' kneecaps and firing 3 rounds into the 2 of them.
*BANG*
*BANG*
*BANG*
Lucas: "AAGH! AAAHHH!!! YOU MOTHERFUCKER...!"
*BANG*
*BANG*
*BANG*
Lucas: "I CAN'T FUCKING WALK! AAAGH!!! AAHH!!!"
Anon: "Shut up!"
He reloads, now firing 1 round into both of Lucas' palms and he's on the ground, whimpering in pain as the vigilante draws out his baton with his gun now away. He stomps on Lucas' bleeding hand, making him scream.
Lucas: "AAAAAGGH!!!"
Anon: "Where are the kids? Tell me now!"
Lucas: "They're gone...! FINE! THEY'RE IN THE PARKING LOT!!! DOWNSTAIRS IN MY VAN! Gaah!"
Anon: "Send me a postcard from Hell, now."
Lucas: "AAAHHH!!!"
Anon: "HUUAAAHHH!!!"
*WHACK*
He swings the baton at Lucas' face, splattering some blood and bits of his teeth onto the floor, knocking him out and leaving him to bleed out and die from his wounds. With the job now done, Anon puts his baton away and begins contacting the police to grab the children in the basement. He speaks to the police in Indonesian.
Anon: "Halo, ada anak-anak yang terjebak di bawah Pondok Indah Mall di basement. Sosok buronan ada di lantai atas, tidak sadarkan diri dan anak-anak itu sangat membutuhkan bantuan. Silakan datang segera, oh, dan ada suara tembakan!" (Hello, there are kids trapped downstairs below Pondok Indah Mall in the basement. A wanted figure is upstairs, unconscious and those kids are in dire need of help. Please come right away, oh, and there are gunshots!)
He fires 2 rounds into the air, concluding the phone call and he starts leaving the mall, seeing that his job is complete. The criminal's dying, the kids are going to be saved, and he's brought justice... Now, he's outside the mall, looking back at the lobby as he walks away onto the sidewalks, proud of his work.
Anon's thoughts: Good. Cops will find those kids and have them get some place safe. As for people who bought those kids? I'll be finding them, and I will bring 'em down. Every last one just like the rest of the criminals who think they're kings...
