The punk that breathes fire

The docks

the docks were foggy this night in vale. but this did not stop the workers from doing there job. these men and women were called in late for a last minute job. they had been paid in advance to not ask questions and told not to speak a word of what went on tonight. the workers started to lad large shipping containers on the tanker docked nearby. the supervisor for tonight walked around checking off on each container that was loaded on. while he walked past a few workers one of them seemed off to him.

supervisor: hey you! what's you name?

the worker turned to the supervisor and pulled out his badge.

supervisor: Charlie huh? you one of earls guys?

the worker nodded his head.

supervisor: thought so. you been briefed on tonight's job?

the worker shook his head. seeing this the supervisor sighed.

supervisor: of course not.

he pulled out some lien and put it in the workers breast pocket.

supervisor: you didn't see anything tonight and you don't ask questions. got it?

the worker nodded and was about to return to his original task when multiple black cars pulled up. Several men in black suit and red ties stepped out. One in particular stood out from the rest. He looked wealthier then the rest because of the way he dressed and the way he'll held himself. He was shorter then other men and much wider but the main reason he stood out was that he was a pig faunas. His two ears drooped to the sides of his ugly mug. His large eyes scanned the shipyard landing on the shipping containers getting loaded. His mouth curled into an unnatural smile. He then turned to face the supervisor who was startled by his looks.

Pig: I want everything loaded onto the ship and ready to sail in two hours.

Supervisor: of course sir! My crew will be working around the clock with no breaks as instructed.

Pig: good.

Supervisor: I do have to ask sir what is it exactly your transporting? The logs seemed to be incomplete and have no registered cargo on board.

The pig grumbled and looked the supervisor in the eyes causing him to step back.

Pig: you were told to not ask questions but if it makes things easier you may put down...cattle.

The pig laughed at the word he had chosen while the supervisor scribbled down some things. He turned to ask the worker if he could help him with something but he found the worker had disappeared completely.

Supervisor: strange.

Pig: my men shall patrol the rest of the yards in order to keep unwanted company. If you need me contact one of my men.

Supervisor: yes sir.

The worker was now a few yards away behind some shipping containers. As soon as he thought was clear he hopped onto the container and jumped to the roof of the storage building nearby. On the roof waiting for the worker was a duffle bag filled with equipment. A few minutes later the worker had completely changed his outfit and was now wearing a mask in the shape of a dragons head.

Jack: time to get to work.

Jack noticed a group of the armed men walking nearby. They had just stopped behind the building he was standing on. He waited until the were directly below him before dropping down and landing on one of the four men. The man he landed on was completely knocked while the other three were surprised by the sudden attack.

Before any of the men could bring up their weapons jack charged the rest. He first went for the one on his left first. He punched the man in the center in his chest while simultaneously kicking one of his feet out from underneath him. The man hit the floor with his wind knocked out.