Two Sides to Every Coin (OPM Garou x OC)

Epilogue: His Pack

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8 YEARS LATER

It was a gray, rainy day in City Z. Now, it would've been quiet, as well, if it weren't for the screaming.
"Kyu, Kyu-Kyu~! We loved salamanders so much we all became one! Myself and my little army~! Tremble before us, as this slippery wet surface now belongs to us~!!" A group of ten or more, ten foot humanoid salamander men came trudging down the streets. Per the norm, people were screaming and running away as these slimy beasts destroyed whatever they could get their hands on: tossing cars, smashing tables.
One salamander man was brave enough to stray from the group, turning towards a young couple who were hiding behind a parked car. They screamed as the car was tossed away, revealing this monster towering before them.
This scaleless lizard's long tongue stretched out as it licked its chop, grinning wickedly, "You two will make a fine meal~!"
The couple screamed even more as this thing reached to grab them. Before it could close its hand around them, they were suddenly gone, "Huh~? Where did my meal go~?" it froze when it felt a presence coming from the end of the street and turned to look, "Kyu~? Who're you?"
Down the street, was a figure setting down the couple on their feet, "Get outta here."
"Thank you!" the woman and man thanked before hightailing it out of there.
The monster watched as this figure turned around, "I thought salamanders were nasty before, but you ugly bastards really take the cake, don't ya?"
It was Garou.
The monster growled at the insult, "You..! Just who are you, a hero?!"
"Sorta. I don't work for the Association, if that's what you're implying," The former Hero Hunter replied disinterestedly as usual, "Got better things to do than to be their overworked lapdog."
"Then, you are nothing to me! DIE!!" the salamander man charged at the white haired Martial Artist.
Garou stood there, and smirked.
The next thing this beast knew, Garou had suddenly vanished in a blink. Then, the beast was suddenly a fountain of green blood, not even making a sound as it was killed. Garou stood with his back turned to it, having rushed passed it and delivering a brutal killing blow with ease.
The group this dead monster was with, stopped when they heard the banter. When they saw this human they had never seen before take out one of their own with a single blow, they all started to tremble in fear. Garou looked over his shoulder, smirking smugly, "Now, as much as I'd like to take my time, I got some important business to tend to. So, I'll be merciful...and make it quick!"
Before the group could even think to turn tail and run, they were all suddenly legged torsos spewing blood. Bodies dropped with a resounding thud, Garou standing far away from the carnage he created.
"Dammit," Garou cursed, flicking his taped hands, trying to rid them of the green goo, "Can't have them seeing this shit on me. They'll have nightmares."
Realizing the blood was not coming off, he sighed, shrugged and started to unwrap his hands from the athletes tape, "So much for keeping it clean. Whatever."
Onlookers, now coming from their hiding places, umbrellas in hands, watched as Garou tossed the dirtied tape into a trash bin.
"Who was that?"
"Was it a hero?"
"No. Isn't that Garou? The Human Monster?"
"He saved us?"
Feigning ignorance to the murmurs, Garou proceeded to walk over to a bush, digging into it and pulling out a backpack, "Good, it's still dry," he reached in again and pulled out an umbrella. It was clear he had hid these items when the chaos struck.
The civilians muttered and whispered amongst themselves as Garou casually opened the umbrella and proceeded to leave. This kind of attention was nothing new to him. For the past five years he had been working as a freelance hero, patrolling City Z for any monsters. Even though most of the problems with the Hero Association had been fixed, Garou didn't like the idea of being under their thumb. He didn't want anyone to be under the impression he was doing it for the profit as that was the presumption of the Association for years. He felt he could make a bigger impact this way, and it was proving to be true. Being that his reputation had a lingering impact on the Association, they occasionally kept tabs on him. Of course, they were shocked that Garou turned to a life of fighting evil. Hell, they even got reports from civilians about the former Hero Hunter saving them.
Due to this, the Association even had the gall to send him invites to work for them as an S Class hero. To which Garou would promptly rip up repeatedly and tell them to piss off.