City Hunter

Who's this guy?

The sun was blazing up in the cloudless blue sky. The weather was humid and hot, as like all other tropical countries. There was life bustling around the busy streets with people shouting at the top of their lungs. The water was murky green, most probably filled with algae and rubbish that they just throw in without giving a second thought about harming the enviroment. The floor that I was stepping on was wobbly and I had to keep my balance if not i'll fall. The Floating Market, that's where I was. And that's where I'm not supposed to be..

I've finally been able to sneak out of the tight perimeters that my dad has set for me, as he always prohibited me from visiting the amazing outside life of society. He always said it's for my safety as someone might just shoot me in the head while I'm buying fruits down the streets or something. Today, I decided to fuck everything that he said and just enjoy myself. I mean, what's the point of living when you're cooped up in a drug dealer's den and stuck from the outside world?

I was amazed by everything that I saw. People actually smiled and the atmosphere's very different from where I grew up in. It was lively and friendly, there were smiles on their faces and they do not have cold poker faces that show no emotion. Families were there as a whole, where there's Dad and Mom.. My heart was suddenly filled with envy as I saw their child holding their hands lovingly. He's so lucky to have everything a child could have, I thought. Suddenly, a crashing sound from a nearby house broke my deep thought. Someone's in trouble.

Looking around, my battle mode was activated and my senses heightened. I ran towards the source where the sound came from. Up on the 2nd floor, there was a window left ajar, and inside was a man holding up a knife threatening someone lying on the floor.

"Did you really think you could get away with this?" I overheard their conversation thanks to my sharp hearing. He's in trouble and he didn't have much time left. I picked up an apple from the fruit stall that I was standing next to and I gave a smirk.

I took a bite of the juicy red apple that I was holding and I mustered all the strength, poising myself with a baseball throw stance. Yes, I'm going to throw this apple 2 blocks ahead.

Aim, Point and Throw, that's the basics of a normal throw. An apple suddenly whizzed past into the river and connected with that guy's head. Guess it packed a punch as he gave a loud yell when the apple hit his head. He turned his head around and his eyes met mine. Taunting him, I gave him a sign.

"Come and Get Me", I smirked as I mouthed those words to him