Heroes are banned after a horrible event 17 years ago. In desperate times heroes are needed. You are Ghost, a masked vigilante wanted by both the Holloway Crime Family and the Super Hero Control Unit. With two years of illegal crime fighting under y...
After the van problem, solved rather quickly, you returned to the rooftop hoping to find Doll. She wasn't there and now you were sad. You looked down at the wrist gadget and saw the time. 11:25. Still early but nothing else was going to happen. You decided to cut your losses and head home. You turned to swing off the building but you stopped as you heard a gun fire and the bullet hit the ground next to you. You turn around to see nothing but darkness since the billboard was blocking the lights around.
"Who's there?!" You called out now in a fighting stance.
From the shadows came a figure who held a smoking gun.
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"The hell?" You asked yourself.
Upon further inspection you spotted a patch on his right shoulder. The SHCU.
"Aw shit."
The man aimed his gun at you once again as you were ready to duck. The man looked back slightly and you realized he was listening to a ear piece most likely hidden in his helmet.
He turned back to you and pointed his gun up. He didn't put it away but instead did some spinny thing with it and rested it against his thigh, not quite in the holster. He was still holding the gun but he seemed to not want to lose a threat.
"What do you want?" You questioned.
He didn't answer but instead walked towards you. He stopped a few feet away and pointed to his patch.
"You're with the SHCU." You said aloud.
He nodded and then pointed at you then the cuffs he had hidden under his coat.
"You want to bring me in cause I'm breaking the law?" You asked.
He nodded again. Not a man of words. You can respect that. You crossed your arms and shook your head.
"Right. I know you're doing your job but I'm going to have to decline. Not wanting to arrested and all." You stated.
The man seemed to be disappointed. He lifted his gun once more and pointed it at you. You knew what was coming and braced yourself.
Bang!
You felt the bullet slam into your chest making you loose your breath and fall back. You laid there motionless as the man walked over to you. You rolled over to your hands and knees allowing the bullet to fall out. The man saw this and stopped.
You finally stood back up and turned around to face the shooter. You were definitely pissed off.
"You're dead." You hissed.
You rushed toward him and were about tackle him and maybe beat the ever loving shit outta him but someone just had to shoot you again. This time in the shoulder. You were once again launched back on your ass for the second time that night.
