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Author: Oni Starwind
Fiction Rated: T - English - Tragedy/Adventure - Reviews: 5 - Published: 10-18-06 - Updated: 10-19-06 - id:2262865

Slayer: Redemption

Scene 01

The life of a slayer is long, harsh, money filled life, full of, and love, danger, and all the girls you want! Hey I should know, I walked down that path, only for one reason and one reason only, to make a hell for the people who killed my wife.

I was walking through the dark streets of Condora wearing badge pants with a black tank top. Tied to my back is a sword I call Killer Edge. I am searching for a man named Julio Cason. Who is supposed to be one of the top officials in the Blue Dragon Gang.

“Julio Cason, where are you?” I said to my self. A few hours earlier I had got a tip that he was in a local bar near here drowning him self in liquor. Not having any other leads I immediately headed for the bar.

When I entered the bar, I saw a bunch of drunks and hoes, trying to get money. This is nothing new to me. I always kill guys in these environments. I dig into my pocket and pull out Julio’s description. I read the paper in my head. “Young black male, normally wears a gray t-shirt with black pants, and always wears a red hat

I walk through the bar slowly, my eyes looking at person as I walked by. Till finally I see a person who looks Julio. The person is sitting at the bar drinking liquor just like my source told me.

I walk over to there to slowly. When I finally reach there I tap him on the shoulder and asked, “ Are you Julio Cason?”

“Yes, what of service can I be to you?” He said slurring his words.

At that exact moment I unsheathed my sword, and raised it above my head. Striking downward swiftly! I missed, Julio had some how managed to dodge my attack. Which is almost impossible considering how skilled I am, and the size of the Killing Edge.

Julio pulled a knife from his pocket and pulled the blade out. “Who the fuck is you?”

“Your executer! Fucker! You and your third rate gang killed my mother!” I replied in anger. I trusted my mighty blade forward, stabbing Julio in the gut. Blood flew all over my prized sword. I then ran forward impaling him into the wall. I made sure Julio would suffer a long painful death.

So I reached into my pocket and pulled out a picture of my mother and put it to his face. “Do you know who this is?” I asked yelling.

Julio spit in my face. After he did that I knew he wasn’t going to talk! So I began to punch him in the face nonstop. After about the fourteenth punch he was dead. Hell I didn’t care; I was still pounding at his face, until my knuckles got tired.

By then I had drew a crowed. Everyone was staring at me. I was pretty sure some of his gang members were in here two.

I pulled my sword out of Julio’s gut and held it in front of me warning everyone else to stay back. I slowly walked to the entrance of the bar with no trouble at all which was almost impossible. I then sheathed my sword. Just as I opened the door, two men opened fire on me from behind. I quickly hit the ground. When the amateur gunmen were reloading, I popped up and tackled the first one. I took his head and slammed it against the floor, cracking his skull. The other guy had reloaded; I reacted just in time, by grabbing the barrel of gun and pointing it up in the air. Did I mention I hate guns kid’s don’t use them. Bullets hit the roof. I then overpowered him, and kicked him to the ground, making him release the gun barrel.

“You shouldn’t play with guns idiot!” I said as I kicked him in the ribs multiple times. I needed information and I wanted it now! So I picked the gunman up and asked. “Who is your boss?’

“I'm not telling you anything!” he said. That statement just plucked my last nerve

“I got something for people who not telling me anything!” I threw him through the bars window.

The bartender ran up to me. “Hey! Asshole you’re paying for that window! I laughed in his face.

“I aint paying for shit!” I said.

“Well I’m calling the cops!” he stated, as he turned around.

I grabbed him by his head and lifted him in the air. I got something for you’re to!” I dropped him and jumped behind the bar counter. I looked through the various liquors trying to find something expensive. Ah fuck it. I grabbed a random bottle. “How much did this cost?”

“50 dollars!” he said. I dropped the bottle on purpose and said. “Oops. My bad, are you still going to call the cops?”

“Hell ya” he said, “You don’t scare me!”

I looked at the shelf then grabbed the base of my sword. I unsheathed my sword and with one quick slash, I had cut the shelves in half. Bottles of expensive liquor fell everywhere. “You still going to call the cops?”

The bartender fell to his knees. “I thought so, punk.” I said as I exited the bar. Everyone in the bar was staring at me. I stopped and paused then I said. “What, anyone want some of this?”

Everyone looked in a different direction. I laughed to my self and walked out of the bar.

There on the ground trying to crawl away was the amateur gunman. “Where do you think your going?” I asked as I walked in front of him.

“Fuck you! The police will be here any second!” he said.

“Fuck da police!” I said as I grabbed his hand and dragged him to the side ally of the bar. “Now this can go two ways! You talk or suffer the consequences!”

“I told you I aint saying shit!” he said

I walked over to the trashcan, looked inside. I then reached into my pocket and pulled out a lighter. I lighted it and threw it in the garbage setting it ablaze. Next I picked up the gunman and held him upside down over the fire. “You going to talk now!”

The gunman started to pray in another language. “Fucking pussy! God can’t help you now!” I lowered his head into the flames allowing his hair to catch on fire. “Talk”

He screamed in agony as his hair began to burn. “AHHH! I’ll talk!” I set him on the ground and slapped his head with hands to put out the fire. “I work for Julio Cason!”

“You dumb fuck! I just killed him! Who is his boss?” I asked in a nice tone.

“Rodney Bellicose! Can you let me go now?” he asked.

I laughed. “What so you can get boys! Fuck no!” I picked his body up and threw it in the flames. The smell of burning flesh entered my nose. At the moment I was one step closer to getting my revenge!



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