Posted at 3:22 am on Aug 8, 2006 by:
Gojinn
Ahh...no one can rival my threads.
A night on the town killing, what else could Gojinn be doing? He had lost nearly every ally in the world. In fact his only friends were the ones living with him now. He sat upon the clock tower pondering his ways. It was the highest point in Alaria. The city was home to many humans, whom he hunted at will for fun or vengeance, but what he found quite intriguing was the mass “super-human” population. It had grown in the last two years. Ever since Gojinn had acquired his hotel/mansion, it had seemed like a breeding place for darker evils, as if he was being hunted by them all.
No matter, he supposed. He would eventually kill them all if they came for him. He was much more powerful than people gave him credit for, though he would never show it, unless he was in a live or death situation. Thinking about that gave him the chills. Suddenly it seemed like he would be faced with that situation sooner than later.
No! It was all paranoia.The Heavyweight Championship was making him look over his shoulder ever so often.Enough!,he thought, as he stood upon the tower. Few people knew where his mansion was. He was finding it more and more difficult to get from event to home to event again. He didn’t want to portal and risk exposure, although many people knew of his supernatural powers. Maybe they thought it was all TV effects…who knew?
He walked to the edge and stared down, listening to the wind blow over the roof, and through the city.
Look at them all. They just keep going. Why? They have no purpose. They just work, spend money, work, have sex, they beat each other, rcae cars and die in crashes…what is their purpose in life?
And then it dawned on him..
What….is my purpose….?
He stares down and closed his eyes, leaning over…and suddenly the ground was rushing closer…
He could hear the horns and sirens through the city, and the people down far below screaming. He could hear brakes and engines, mufflers and dogs barking, doors opening and closing…
Finally he opened his eyes, and shot his wings out, swooping over the tops of cars at such a speed he, and everything else he passed, became a total blur. He grinned, as he went upwards finally, slowing himself down, and landed on another building, scouting out the streets. He liked playing hero some nights….mainly for the death and violence he could cause. He opened a small portal and reached through, pulling back through his long masamune blade. He pulled a small cloth from his trench, and dragged it along the blade, cleaning it off. He replaced the cloth, and dropped onto the street, quickly ducking into a noisy alleyway. He kept the hood of his trench over his head, as he set off down it, hearing a young girl scream, and another man, yelling at what must be their attackers.
Let her go you sons of bitches! I’ll fucking kil-
His voice cut out abruptly. Gojinn heard muffled noises which could only mean he was blasted in the stomach by a fist. The girls screams were muffled by tape. Gojinn jogged down the alley, and stopped. He looked at his blade and sighed…
Not tonight..
He ripped open another portal, and stabbed the blade through, placing it in the mansion living room. He pulled his arm back through and closed the rift, quickly making his way around the corner. There, a young girl was held down on a set of back steps that probably led into a store or apartment.
Two men hovered over her smirking, as they slapped her around a bit. Gojinn was disgusted. Even with his powers….anyone with powers for that matter, would never do this…this disgusting act…so why the fuck would humans do this?! It made him sick to think of why, and he screamed into the alley. The three men beating on the boyfriend or husband dropped him, and looked to the cloaked “hero”
Why don’t you five either try that shit with me…or fuck off.
Sounds like a threat boys.
This gang shit gets really tired, really fast.
Gojinn curled his hands into fists and clenched tight, cracking his knuckles a moment…
Pain raced through his heart. His parents were dead, and he’d never been able to help. He ran like a coward. He’d always convinced himself that he’d had no control and he’d never be able to do anything because he was too young, and his powers hadn’t shown until years later, and his wings didn’t grow for years either.
He stared at the soulless gang headed for him, and as he leapt forward, he crushed the first advancing man with a right hook to the ribs. He swore he cracked one, and the man dropped to his side, screaming in pain. Two more came, one with a kick, and the other a downward punch. Gojinn popped back, leaning over to avoid the punch and bend over the kick. Once he stood again, he dodged the left jab the man threw, catching his arm with his own left hand, and struck his elbow with a right palm, breaking his arm. The man shouted in agony, as Gojinn kicked him in the back of the head, knocking him out. The man who had kicked at him, hit him in the chest this time, and then quickly shot another foot up, almost slapping Gojinn’s face with a heel.
Gojinn rolled along the brick wall he’d slammed into, and ducked under an attempted kick. He caught the mans leg over his shoulder and trapped it there with his right arm, before looping his left arm around the mans right shoulder and suplexing him hard over his head against the brick wall. He slammed hard on his head and neck as he came down. He might have been knocked out, or possibly broke his neck and died, he wasn’t sure yet.
He stepped up and elbowed the fourth man in the jaw. He stumbled back as the fifth attacked cracked him in the jaw. His hood fell back, and an angered Gojinn stared him in the eyes, as his own eyes began frightfully glowing blood red. He stared but a moment, before launching the man with a cupped ball of telekinetic energy. The fourth man from earlier tried to scramble away, but Gojinn caught his coat and pulled him back.
Don’t hurt me man, please! This wasn’t even my idea! They said they’d kill me if I didn’t come with them and play my part!!
There are…..many things worse than death my friend. Ponder that next time.
Gojinn cracked him in the temple, knocking him out. He ran over to the girl, and helped her up. She was bruised, bloodied, and dirty. He helped her over to her boyfriend or husband or brother….whoever the hell he was, and helped him up, reuniting them. They both broke down and cried, and Gojinn calmed himself, returning his eyes to ice blue, before silently slipping his hood over his head. He began walking away, and went to round the corner of the alley, and leave it to check the rest of the city…
Wait!
He turned back around, but as he did, he saw them both rip out guns, so he dove to the ground as they opened fire! These weren’t ordinary rounds either! As they hit the wall they popped with little bursts of fire or silver! They were trying to kill him!
He hid behind a dumpster, and could smell burning paint as each round exploded open. He pulled out his desert eagle, and reached around the corner, diving and sliding across the pavement…
He pulled the trigger several times, hitting the man in the neck and chest, and the woman in her chest and shoulder. He quickly kicked up to his feet and sprinted over to them. The woman gasped in pain, and tried to run, but Gojinn wrapped his right arm around her throat and pulled her to his chest.
He grinned now, smelling the fear on her.
Clever little set-up you planned. The gang wasn’t part of your little group though, huh? That kid seemed scared as hell. They didn’t rape you yet, and with the way you were soaking wet and bloodied, I’d say you’ve been out there quite some time, so you had them act for you, and when I turned my back you’d kill me….right?
FUCK YOU!
You don’t get it do you bitch! You tried to kill me! All I did was try to help you and you fucked me over…
I felt bad for you no less…
Why?!
It’s not me…it’s the job. It was never me. It was a contract.
By who?!
…
WHO DAMNIT?!
The boss…
He’d had enough. He pushed her away, and as she screamed and cried, trying to run, he pulled the trigger three times, hitting her in the head. Her body continued it’s momentum, tripping forward, and then dropped to it’s knees, as it slid and smashed into the wall face first, leaving a bloody mess across it.
If Lu is dead…who took over..?
