Red Hood Reader X Yang Xiao Long

Chapter 2: Sorry

Looking around, Grant notices a crowbar on the ground next to him, he left his katana at home so that his signature weapon would not be caught in the hands of the vigilante that stopped the operations of a crime organization. After arming himself he looked down at the toughest guy he could see and decided it would be best to catch him by surprise. Jumping off the roof and landing on him, landing with both feet on the back of his neck causing the massive brute to smash into the ground. It took the others a few moments to realize what happened but once they did, all hell broke loose.

Thug: Take him!

Grant dodged and weaved through all the shots and blows the thugs attempted on him, swinging his crowbar to retaliate. Eventually disarming a thug and taking his rifle. Firing off onto the criminals, making sure not to kill them. But suddenly someone came up behind him and tackled him causing him to drop the rifle. Overpowered and outgunned Grant resorted to biting the ear off of his attacker causing him to drop Grant and hold his ear. Grant used this opportunity to punch him in the throat and throw him off of himself.

Another Random Thug: He's just one kid guys, shoot him!

Grant: That's if you can hit me!

The thugs began firing at Grant, missing most of their shots. Some grazed Grant which depleted his aura. Right as Grant was about to jump into fight he was hit in the back of the head by a cane. Looking up he saw reason he was here, Roman Torchwick himself.

Roman: Well look what we have here. This one child was giving you so much that trouble that you needed to call me?

Grant: I'm not just a-

Right as Grant spoke he was interrupted by a cane to the back of his neck knocking him on his face.

Thug: Sorry boss, he got the jump on us.

Roman: Very well, tie him up and take him to the warehouse since it's empty. We will teach Argus not to mess with us.

Thugs: Yes sir!

Roman then walked away towards the trucks nearby, Grant had no clue what they had in there or what they had stolen from the nearby warehouse. But that wasn't his concern right now, his concern was not being killed. But his aura was depleted and his attackers had him completely surrounded. After struggling the thugs eventually got him tied to a wooden chair and brought him into the empty warehouse.

Random Thug: Well I hope this will do, the big man is gonna teach you a lesson for messing with us. What kind of brain do you have thinking you could take all of us on?

Grant: Obviously I'm smarter than all of you, you needed to call daddy to take care of me.

Thug: Oh that's it!

The thug then punched Grant ok his left temple, leaving Grant dizzy and hurt. The thug eventually left leaving him alone in the building. Not matter how much Grant tried to escape it was no use. The chains were too tight and he had nothing to pick the lock. Just then the doors opened and Roman stepped in alone, with the same damn crowbar that Grant had used earlier to take on the thugs.

Roman: Well well kid, I have to admit you did an impressive job dealing with my men just using this. But a crowbar is not enough to take me down, I'm almost offended. For thinking you could take me down with this, I'm going to punish you.

Grant: Please please I'm just a kid. I came out here because everyone said I was useless and I wanted to prove them wrong!

Roman: Well kid, from what I can tell... You proved they were right.

Roman started beating Grant with the crowbar over and over. Leaving Grant so broken he could barely breath.

Roman: Now how does that feel? Wanna go home?

Grant tried to talk back, but his lungs wouldn't let him get a word out.

Roman: What was that? Couldn't here you, must be a bruised lung or two.

Grant got angry and spit blood at Roman's face, earning him another crowbar blow to the forehead.

Roman: Well that's just rude, with that I think I should be leaving now. Can't be selfish and let my fun get in the way of our operation can we?

Just as Roman was leaving the warehouse he stopped and looked back, and sent something that sent chills down Grant's spine.

Roman: Say hello to the big man for me.

Roman left without saying another word leaving Grant to struggle in his bonds. Eventually Grant got his hands out and managed to leave the chair and crawl to the door only to find it was locked. Stopping to lean his damaged body at the door he looked around for anyway to escape before noticing a beeping sound. Grant looked dead at it and knew what It was immediately, a bomb, with 8 seconds left. Looking at the bomb with a face of resignation, Grant could only get a few of his last words out.

"So...Orry....Iv..An..."

Just then the warehouse blew up, leaving nothing but ruble and the broken remains of once a young boy who wanted nothing but to prove himself.