The rest of that night I spent looking for Dennis. I had wasted a lot of time with Jane, but it was worth it. I see a gang walking by. They looked like they would recruit Dennis. I swung down in front of them. "Do any of you know this man!" I held up the poster so everyone could see it. As soon as I held the poster up, someone began running from the back. I dropped the poster and ran after them.
I didn't even know who this was, if it was even Dennis in the first place. But if it was him, I was not gonna risk this asshole getting away from me for the second time.
He was still running through various alleyways, cutting corners, zig zagging through short cuts. But it was not hard to keep up with them, with super agility, speed and webs to catapult me through long straight aways.
Once I finally got a straight shot for a while I pounced.
The impact didn't hurt at all but obviously hurt to the person I was chasing. I was on top of this person now they were barely breathing, good. I checked the guys wrist, he had the same fucking 'don't tread on me' tattoo. My eyes widen, I finally caught the bastard.
"It was you!" I yell in his face my fist full of his shirt shaking him. His expression is confusion. "You were the fucking asswipe who shot my brother!" I don't wait for him to respond before I throw him against a wall, the wall getting a Dennis shaped hole.
Dennis groans in pain. I run over to his pathetic ass body. Grab him by the shirt hold him against the wall.
Punching him with all the strength I could muster. "You piece of shit!" I scream, each word going with a punch to the face. I stop punching him hoping he's still alive. I let him bed for mercy through his swollen lips. "Please, I didn't know." The same thing over and over again. Obviously not accepting his pleas. "You fucking tore apart my family!" I throw him into the wall again. "You're the reason why my life is a fucking shit sinkhole!" I throw him into the wall again. I notice he doesn't move after that.
I walk over to Dennis checking his pulse. Nothing
