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Author: Tears of Deathwishxxx
Fiction Rated: M - English - Adventure/Crime - Reviews: 39 - Published: 08-09-07 - Updated: 01-31-08 - Complete - id:2401131

Faded Existence

By: Tears of Deathwishxxx

Hero, vigilante, warrior. Three words, yes? They are three words that describe one man who rose up to fight the evil that plagued him- that man being Damijin Spade. Damijin Spade was an average Los Angeles police officer who worked the SWAT unit and the late beats. He was a decorated but controversial officer whose used lethal methods to take down criminals, so most of the Los Angeles prisons were never filled. This was a cop who played for keeps, tired of the bad guys going in and out of prison. Damijin Spade's latest drug bust would be his last before he would be thrown off the force and his two young sons slain by a young merciless crime lord named Lee Bernan-who, like the Kingpin posed as a businessman. The mother of the two boys had been kidnapped, but there was no confirmation whether she was dead or alive.


DAMIJIN SPADE BEFORE HE BECAME THE SNYPA-

Damijin Spade was in his black pickup headed toward a known military base where he once served in the Army. He got to the front gate. The guard the asked for ID. Spade rolled down his window and out of it came a sawed-off shotgun. The MP went for his sidearm, but it was too late. He went down in a pool of his own blood as Spade barreled through the gate. An alarm sounded and MPs ran out with their M16s ready to fire. Spade kicked open the truck door and bailed out. Six guards surrounded Spade.

"Get your hands in the air! You're under arrest for tresspassing!"

Spade dropped his shotgun and raised his hands in the air. He reached for something on his back. A guard moved in to handcuff him, but microseconds later the MP looked down at the bloody waterfall where his hand used to be and then looked at Spade, who had a katana in his hands. His fellow MPs were confused. Spade moved to the next MP and then cut him down.

"FIRE!!"

The MPs fired their assault weapons, but they could not hit Spade. He was fast. Spade moved in and with each slash, he cut down a guard until he got to the last one, who picked up the sawed-off shotgun.

"Get away from me, you damn freak!" she whimpered.

Spade moved in closer, holstering his sword. The MP fired Spade's shotgun. It knocked him back, but not down.

The frightened MP officer moved away from Spade until she found herself against a wall. He moved in closer. She whimpered. He took his shotgun back and kissed the officer. Then the female MP felt a prick in her lip. Spade had pressed a needle from between his teeth and pricked the woman with it. He spit the needle out and watched the poison take effect as the military policewoman's lip bled and she turned green. Her eyes rolled into the back of her head and that was it. Spade continued to walk toward the armory, but he met resistance. He used the M-16 he picked up and fired, taking down his opposition. He kicked in the armory's door and took all he needed from ammo to assault weapons to explosives and loaded his truck with them. As the intruder alert alarm continued to sound he heard the sound of a engine starting. Spade got into his truck and pulled off into the night...


That night, Spade was in his safehouse. He was customizing his weapons and was altering his truck. He laser-sharpened his sword and customized his own ammo and altered his SWAT armor.
Two nights later-

Spade was outside on a rooftop, donning his old SWAT uniform(without the LAPD SWAT label), a black mask, and a trenchcoat. He was kneeling at the ledge of the roof, looking down at the doomed city below.

"There will be no mercy for the merciless. Damiijin Spade died a long time ago. Just call me...the Snypa."


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