A/n: Finally the last chapter of this volume, Now we're getting into the more juicy bits of the show where in justice and the challenging of the political system occur. The original story where my character's come from were all about challenging the political norms and fighting against the military for the better of the people so this is right up my alley
*Mantle*
Strand's car pulled up to an old run down building in the slums of mantle, he parked the car just across the street, he grabbed a cigar from the glove box and lit it before taking a puff and exhaling the smoke, He grabbed his weapon from the backseat and got out of the car
Strand: Alright... Time to fuck shit up...
Strand walks closer to the building, two armed guards stand at the door, upon seeing strand they aim their weapons at him with stern looks on their faces.
Guard #1: What the hell do you think your doing?
Strand: I've gotta speak to your boss.
Guard #2: We'll be happy to take the message, now get lost
Strand: I wasn't asking...
Strand shoots both of the guards and leaves their bodies bleeding against the wall, He kicks open the door where several mafia members sat around a table playing poker, they looked up at strand and Immediately got up with their weapons out.
Mafia member: Hey this is private property! So scram!
Strand: Really? Cause the boy outside let me walk right in
Strand points at the dead corpses that laid outside which angered the mafia members.
Mafia member: You have some fucking nerve!
Strand: Actually considering i lost my arm i think i lost a few, so i guess i don't really have any.
Mafia member: Oh so your a fucking funny guy huh?
The mafia member points his gun at strand, Strand simply grins as the man fires at him only for strand to block it with his arm.
Strand: Is that all you've got?
Mafia member: Not at all!
The mafia members charge at strand, the ex criminal sighs as he unsheathes his blade and starts cutting down through the men, One of them tries to through a chair at him but strand cuts through it and shoots the man in the head, another one tries to charge at him but he gets stabbed in the gut, suddenly the backdoor bursts open and a man with a crimson colored suit and fedora walks in through the door wielding a tommy gun. This man was the leader of rosa mafia also known as Clyde Carmine.
Clyde: What the fuck is all the fucking commotion, can't a guy smoke in piece-
Upon seeing strand his eyes widen and he immediately aims his gun at him.
Clyda: No... It's can't fucking be... They said you were fucking dead!
Strand: The dead walk my friend! And let me tell you, it's not pretty!
Clyde: What the fuck are you doing here!
Strand: Well a little birdy told me that you were smuggling stolen weapons to gangs around anima and solitas... Let me say it wasn't easy getting the info... See i like getting my hands dirty, i'm sure everyone knows that but this shit... Man i've gotta say this shit was definitely on another level, it's an cross continental operation so lots of mouths to spread the word around but the question is which low level underpaid goon could i stab, beat or kill to get some information out of and luckily the first couple of goons i came across were YOUR men.
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