The Phantom materialized from the shadows outside the looming warehouse, its worn facade a stark contrast to the secrets concealed within. He surveyed the surroundings, the vigilant guardian poised to confront The Plague Doctor.
The Phantom looked at the door, it was locked, no visible windows to get through either.
The Phantom took his foot and kicked the door in, he did this repeatedly until it opened.
Once he saw the inside, it was dark- no one was there. Phantom finds a switch and flips on the lights.
As they slowly turn on... he begins to see more clearly. What he sees is a gun workshop, many tools, many materials, many crafted firearms.
Phantom walks to the main table and looks around, nothing of important interest here. He looks in the drawers and finds a small little book.
After opening it, he looked inside of it.
Entry 1:
Date: [Redacted]
It all began in the shattering silence of that night. The Rebels MC claimed the life of my son, the only beacon of light in my world. Their laughter echoed in the darkness, an affront to everything I held dear. Grief morphed into a searing rage, birthing a vow for retribution. I will become a harbinger of their demise - a Plague Doctor, dispensing justice with every ounce of torment they inflicted upon me.
Entry 2:
Date: [Redacted]
The mask now adorns my face, a symbol of the shadows from which I emerge. My hands, once steady and gentle, now grip instruments of pain. The Plague Doctor emerges from the abyss, a specter haunting those who shattered my world. Every stitch of the mask bears witness to my transformation, a metamorphosis driven by the agony of loss.
Entry 3:
Date: [Redacted]
The night air is thick with my newfound purpose. Armed with blades, firearms, and a heart burning with vengeance, I descend upon them like a shadowy reaper. Each encounter fuels my insatiable hunger for their suffering. Blood stains my hands, and I am reborn in the darkness they so callously birthed.
Entry 4:
Date: [Redacted]
The warehouse became my sanctum, a macabre theater for their demise. In the silence of the Plague Doctor's presence, their arrogant laughter is replaced with screams of terror. My son's spirit guides my hand as I become the manifestation of their nightmares. The city will know the plague that befalls those who dare to destroy a father's world.
Entry 5:
Date: [Redacted]
The demons within me demand more sacrifices. The Rebels MC will fall, one wretched soul at a time. Each drop of blood spilled becomes an offering to the memory of my son. The Plague Doctor is both the sickness and the cure, a relentless force consuming all who stand in the way of my twisted justice.
Entry 6:
Date: [Redacted]
As the Plague Doctor, I navigate the alleys of vengeance. My journal bears witness to the descent into madness, an unraveling that mirrors the chaos I inflict upon the world. The Rebels MC will crumble, their sins paid in full. The city shall know that in seeking revenge, I became the embodiment of their darkest nightmares.
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(Twisted Fates) The Phantom
ActionDive into the gripping world of Twisted Fates, where the enigmatic Phantom, Luke Miller, embarks on a relentless quest to dismantle the insidious Syndicate, unraveling a web of dark secrets and confronting formidable foes. With a diverse cast of cha...
