The Vigilante Damsel in Distress

Chapter 26

I've always known that my city isn't the only place where victims are wronged.  I know it happens all over but I can't be everyone's hero.  I'm only one person.  It doesn't stop me from wanting to be everyone's hero.  I have a dream of expanding my secret company.  So that there's a vigilante in every state but for now I'm it.  I learned of Daisy Coleman when her documentary came to Netflix.  I was enraged upon learning her story.  A fourteen year girl raped by a 17 year old boy.  When he left her in subzero temperatures in her front yard all she wore was a tee-shirt.  She was unconscious so she couldn't bring herself safely inside her home.  She laid out there in those temperatures to be found by her mother after hours of exposure to the subzero temps.  The DA chose not to seek justice as this 17 year old monster is a god in Maryville, MO's eyes.  Why you might ask?  He was a football player of course.  

So this child got no justice but instead had the town turn against her.  She experienced bullying in and out of school through social media.  This child who lost her father too soon to a car accident.  As she grew up from that irreversible trauma she then lost her brother to another car accident in 2018.  How much can one family survive?  Not much more as this girl who should have never gone through any of this gave up in August 2020.  This story now becomes the narrative of Melinda Coleman.  She was Daisy's mother and she also couldn't survive that anymore.  So four months later she followed her daughter to be reunited with her family.

I can not let that tragedy go unanswered.  I was in a blind rage at the lack of justice and at the cruelty of that town.  I decided then and there that the entire town was my enemy.  Corey and Victor were both busy with their hacking skills focused on the judge we're currently going after so I focused my own hacking skills to go after the town.  Every single person who bullied her on social media I went after.  Some had deleted the evidence but nothing disappears forever not when you have hackers.  I found the evidence and if they had jobs I sent it to the jobs.  I blasted it all social media.  If they were job hunting I sent it to everyone they applied to and also blasted them all over social media.  I sent the DA who failed Daisy notice that he was now on my radar.  I let him know I've taken down men more important then him and that I'd take him down too.  Then finally I focused on Andrew Barnett's family.  For that one I went to Maryville myself with only Kevin.  I kind of went under the radar so that my guys didn't know what I was up to.

I waited until his family was gone to search for evidence because I knew Daisy couldn't be alone.  Kevin waited outside while I searched his childhood bedroom and found a loose floorboard.  Below was the evidence.  There were about five pairs of underwear and some with blood stains from innocence lost.  I was already wearing gloves of course because I'm not dumb.  I grabbed an evidence bag and collected the evidence.  I hacked his old laptop and found some videos.  Once done I met back up with Kevin and left before Andrew's parents returned.  Then we went to where Andrew currently lives.  Thankfully the 26 year old appears to be single.  He may not be but his partner doesn't live with him if there is a partner.  We circled his home and easily saw he was alone and currently sitting in his living room.  I broke in through the backdoor without making any noise.  I adjusted my infamous black cat mask before noiselessly making my way to his kitchen.  I hopped up onto his island and stood at ready with my whip.  

Kevin began chanting Daisy's name from the front yard and then I began saying her name as well in a haunting, creepy voice to scare the monster.

"What the fuck is going on." I heard the monster say.

Then I heard his footsteps headed my way.  I began recording with my phone.

"Who the fuck are you and what are you doing in my home?" The monster asked as he stepped into his kitchen.

"I've made national news but maybe you haven't heard of me.  I'm V from New Orleans.  Many know me as the Vigilante as they think that's what my V stands for.  I've decided that you deserve justice.  You've escaped your crimes for too long.  I know Daisy wasn't your only victim.  You've been very naughty since you've been led to believe that you're untouchable.  I'm here to teach you that you aren't as I have a very long arm of justice." I said with a snap of my whip.

"I should have brought my gun but it's never too late." The monster said.

"Ah ah, I wouldn't do that if I were you.  My partner's gun is trained on your as we speak." I said.

"What do you want?  If I say I did the things I'm accused of it'll easily be dismissed as being said under coercion as you yourself made clear there's a gun trained on me." The monster said with his arms crossed.

"Oh you poor monster you don't realize I already have all the evidence I need?  You kept trophies like the moron you are.  I don't need you to admit shit as your evidence says all it needs to say." I said.

"I don't believe you." The monster said but his face said otherwise as it visibly paled.

I smirked before shooting a dart into him and he fell unconscious to the ground.  Kevin came into the kitchen and put his gun away.  We handcuffed the monster and tied his feet together.  Then we began searching his home for more evidence.  It's unfortunate that we found more along with a telescope that was fixed on a teenage girl's bedroom window.  Disgusting.  Since it's January I didn't want to be on his level so I couldn't post him up yet in the subzero temps like he did to Daisy.  I was going to wait until 5 am when it's still dark out.  Meanwhile I made the sign that I always  make.  I made a video to post with him and stream on my site as well.

When it was almost five in the morning we loaded him into our vehicle along with everything needed and drove to the high school.  We strapped him to the football field's field goal post with his sign attached to him.  I thought this was a very fitting place to leave him.  The sign read:

When this monster was 17 he raped Daisy Coleman who was barely a teen and still a child.  He was nearly an adult.  When he was done getting what he wanted he left her to die in her own front yard in subzero temps wearing only a tee shirt.  Each of you worshipped him like he was a god just because he played football.  You each turned on this child, betrayed her, and victimized her all over again.  All for a false god.  The DA dropped the charges for this false god.  Thanks to you and the DA he was able to rape more girls.  Thanks to all of you Daisy Coleman committed suicide and her mother followed.  ALL OF YOU HAVE THEIR BLOOD ON YOUR HANDS.  You have the blood of his other victims on your hands.  To the other victims, I have the evidence of his crime so if you want to come forward I will support and protect you.  -V

We watched from afar as he was discovered and it set off a chain of events.  I had left the underwear evidence with the other underwear he had in his home and pointed the way to it to the police along with the digital evidence.  The police used the digital evidence I sent to them to get the warrant to search his home.  They found the underwear where I told them it would be.  They also found the telescope pointed in a teen girl's room.  Once he was behind bars victims did begin coming forward.  I made anonymous donations to each of them for therapy and to move to a better place than that shit town.  Also, the former Mrs. Thomas now known as Alice Boudreaux which is her maiden name, donated a lot of money to the high school that Daisy attended.  In order to receive the money the school had to change the name to Daisy Coleman High School and hire a teacher that will team others to be better.  It'll teach about entitlement and sensitivity and such.  It'll be a mandatory class for athletes and anyone who is a bully.

When I got back home the guys were perturbed with me not for my actions but simply for not telling them.  They have faith in me, respect for me to know I can take care of myself.  I know they're right and I should have told them what I was planning.  My therapist said it's still the guilt I'm dealing with in regard to Bjorne's mother by blood.  It still doesn't make it ok that I didn't let them know what I was up to.  I apologized and let them know I'll never do that again.  I just hope there will never be another Daisy.  What I mean by that is a victim who has her town turn against her and eventually kills herself.  If there ever is I'll make an example of that town too.