User:Wolf1316

Wolf

I sat there alone on the roof of a old abandoned building staring at the ocean, caught in deep thought. I thought about how fun summer was going to be since we just got let out of school yesterday and then I felt a hand on my shoulder. I turned around. It was my friend Chris, A.K.A Tre. "What are you doing out here all alone?" he asked.

"Well I was caught in deep thought but, not anymore. Hey man how are you holding up?"

"Holding up about what?" He asked.

“Come on man don't play dumb we both know the gang war going on and you and your family are involved.”

“Its fine its like we’re barely involved, but anyways you want to go to the arcade?” He asked.

“Ya, sure why not. Hey man I just want to say thanks”

“For what?”

“Having my back in school and being friends with the new kid.”

“Dude that was back in third grade. Were about to be in eleventh.”

“Still man you always had my back through thick and thin”

“Well that's what friends do. We got to look out for eachother out here.”

That was the thing with Tre. He always had my back. At school when kids would pick on me he would step in and they would back off. Due to the fact he was taller than almost leverybody in school. We had been in a couple brawls in school but no matter what, we had eachothers backs.

So for about an hour we played games and got something to eat. Then I had to go home so we said our goodbyes and I went home. On my way home I went by the liquor store to buy a soda. When I walked in I saw the owner and a customer talking. When I was looking for my soda I started listening to their conversation.

"Look man I'm getting really desperate for money. This gang war is draining us of all our money."

"Ya well don't do anything stupid."

"I'm going to try my hardest not to but I'm getting really desperate for money like I said before. Look if things go bad you need to supply me."

“Ya I'll supply you if you need it but, only for a week, after that I’m done.”

The man then left after paying for his things. When I went up there to pay for my soda the man turned back to say goodbye he looked at me for a few seconds. I just brushed it off. I just thought that he somehow didn't see me walk in. I then walked home. I sat in my room looking at my mirror.

I was always knew I was unique. Especially because I had only one eye and it was grey. When I was born I got an infection in my left eye which caused me to lose it .So now there is nothing there but a empty eye socket. It never really bothered me, I always just wore an eyepatch over it and a random gene mutation caused my eye to be grey. The thing that made it stand out so much besides the fact it was grey is my caramel skin color. With skin like this it's hard not to notice my eye. I had a few other noticeable things about me. A habit I picked up was chewing on my hands.Ever since I heard about some character named Ticci Toby I picked the habit up and I have no idea why. I also saw a tall white faceless man in a black suit. Everytime I saw the man I would get a migraine, blackout and do something I didn't remember.

I laid in my room and watched television for the rest of the night then went to bed. I woke up the next morning to my father's voice.

"Wake up son. Breakfast is ready."

I had totally forgot my parents came home from vacation last night. I got up and went to the table to eat breakfast. My dad was already there drinking coffee. I heard my mom shout out one of our names.

"Leonard come here." Me and my dad looked at each other and at the same time said...

"Which one of us."

"Wolf" she yelled.

I got up and walked to my parents room. That was the problem with me and my dad both having the same name. I ended up having a sixth sense with hunting and tracking down animals which ended up giving me the nickname “Wolf”. I entered her room and she just asked where I wanted to go for lunch. I told her we can go to the burger joint down the street. I went back to the kitchen and ate my breakfast. A few hours later we got ready and went to the burger joint down the street. We walked in, got seated and took our orders.

"I'll be back."

I told my parents, I dismissed myself and went to the restroom. When I got in there I heard rustling in the stall. Somebody walked out but I couldn't see who because I was using the restroom, then when I washed my hands I thought heard somebody yelling. I dismissed as my mind playing tricks on me. This was sometimes a common thing like hearing someone calling my name. When I walked out I was met with a hit to the back of my head then I saw a man with a gun. A flash and a bang later everything went black. I woke up and everything was blurry from my eye adjusting to the light. Then I noticed everything was white. I started to freak out but,when I tried to scream but my jaw hurt so bad that it was hard to open my mouth. Then a nurse walked up to me.

“You’re finally awake...Doctor, Doctor he's awake.”

She called out. The doctor then walked into the room.

“You’re very lucky to be alive.” He said to me. I tried to talk but before I could say anything he said “ Don’t try to talk you're too injured at that moment. You see Leonard what happened is you were shot in the mouth directly through the cheeks. Luckily none of your teeth were hit and no serious damage occurred.

“All I want to know is what happened to my parents.” I said trying to ignore the pain.

“Well there's no easy way to say this...but, they are both deceased.”

He said not making direct eye contact with me.

“When,how,who did this to them? What kind of monster could do such a thing?” I said trying to fight back the tears from my heart breaking and the pain from talking.

“I think it's best if these officers tell you. They have been waiting for you to wake up” He replied.

“Wait what do you mean wake up?” I asked.

“You have been in a coma for about three days now.” Before I said anything the officer walked in with her partner.

“I’m officer Scarlet and this is my partner Alex. So do you remember anything about the incident. Here's a pen and paper if it hurts to much to talk” She said.

I started writing I wrote “Some what, all I can really recall is getting hit then shot and everything going black.”

“Okay so you were the only survivor of the whole incident. Everybody else has been murdered.” She said.

“Well can you tell me exactly what happened that day after I was shot?” I wrote speedily.

“We can't exactly tell you the camera feed was somehow hacked into, so all we can say is once we got on the seen it was a full carnage. As you probably know you were the only survivor and none of the men were caught. Look we’re going to leave so you can get some rest.”

The word carnage hit me. All I can think of was everybody's guts and matter spilled everywhere. I almost threw up at the thought of it. A few hours later I left the hospital. Surprisingly they let me go upon request. While walking home I realized it was a miracle I was alive because we lived in basically what was the ghetto. Gang violence was high and cops and ambulance usually didn't show up till hours later to a call. Once I got home I looked into a mirror.

“How could it be this bad! I look even more like some kind of monster!” I exclaimed.

There was a huge scar on both of my cheeks from getting shot through the mouth. I was surprised none of my teeth were broken.

“Lucky me...I guess.” I said outloud.

Then I remembered something interesting about that day. When I was on the ground I saw a man wearing a bandana out the corner of my eye. I remembered those eyes. They were cold and angry, just like that man in the restroom who was also from the liquor store. It had to be him. I was just so exhausted I looked at the clock and saw that it was midnight. I had been sitting in my room alone for hours. I must have zoned out since there was nothing to snap me out of it. I then went to bed.

“Aahhhhh” I woke up and let out a bloodcurdling scream. I had just had the worst nightmare ever. It was a recreation of the carnage that happened that day. I looked in the corner of my room and I saw him the tall man. I freaked out fell off my bad and blacked out. I woke up on the floor still in the same spot I fell. This was rare for me to stay in the same spot. I thought about his face remembering he didn't have one. It was just a blank smooth white spot and he was always dressed in a black suit with a red tie.

When I looked on my arm I saw a symbol. It was an X within a circle. I remembered hearing that this was the operator symbol. I had been marked. I stayed up paranoid and kept looking at my new scar on my arm. It looked like it had been burned into me. I could see it looked fresh but didn't hurt, strange.

Then, my mind switched to thinking about all the bad times. The day I lost my parents, The days good innocent people I knew were killed for no good reason. The days kids laughed at me and called me a freak because I had only one good eye. I was so angry I just punched my mirror, it cracked the whole thing but, the mirror didn't shatter. After letting all the rage out i thought about the only things I had left, my life and my friend Tre. Tre was always there for me, he always had my back through thick and thin. I then thought there was no way I was going to get him involved in what I was about to do. Especially because, he had his own gang problems to deal with.

“I'm going to find where that monster stays. I am going to mutilate this man for what he has done.” I said a loud.

I looked at my clock, two .a.m sharp. I looked out my window, It was dark raining and thunder was crackling in the night. “Perfect time to wander the city.” I thought. I put on some dark jeans a black jacket with a leather center and wool arms and hood then tied a black bandana around my face to cover my mouth and nose. Finally I put on some leather gloves. I opened my closet and grabbed my old crossbow and my wooden baseball bat. I looked at the crossbow and remembered I used to go hunting with my dad with this thing, I always thought it was the coolest thing ever. I then loaded it full of arrows and put it on my back. After I sat down and wrapped my bat in barbwire.

I got the idea from a character named Negan from my favorite show “The Walking Dead” I had always wanted to build it and now seemed the perfect time to. I engraved a name into each of my weapons. The crossbow is called “Howling Death” due to the fact that it makes a whistling sound when it shoots. I then engraved the name “crimson” into my bat because when somebody gets hit with it,that's the color that sprays everywhere. I left my house with evil and vengeance in my mind and heart.

I knew this man was most likely to be the corner store, due to his little conversation earlier that week. I waited out of sight tell I heard two voices.

“What were you thinking robbing a restaurant man?! That's exactly what I said not to do you idiot. Now look at yourself staying in an abandoned building with junkies getting supplies from me!”

“Look it's fine the junkies don't care and I got the whole thing covered. This gang war is almost over for as far as I can see. Anyways I had a hacker overwrite the security tapes to play loops of old recordings. We all wore masks or bandanas, plus everybody was killed and it's not like the cops in this town even care.”

“Whatever if you can live with that on your conscious than whatever. I don't know how you do it but, to be honest with you I don't know how you can live with yourself and honestly I don't want to know.”

“Look thanks for the supplies and the lecture but, I gotta go and get this back to my guys. We’re going to party hard since we're basically won the war at this point.”

He then took off carrying some drinks and snacks. I hopped out of my hiding spot and stayed a safe distance away from him, so I wouldn't get noticed. He walked into an abandoned building that had music blazing which was normal. I recognized it as where all the junkies stayed. Perfect spot to hide. Nobody goes near there.

“Bingo, this is where it was going to happen, this man is going to pay.” I thought to myself.

I scanned the area there was two guards outside with a metal pipes. The building was three stories high and I was already sure he was going to be on the third floor. I hid in another building across the street. I loaded my bow and shot one of them right in the head. The other one was stunned and tried to run inside. Before he could I loaded my bow fast enough to shoot him in the back. It felt good to kill these men. I don't know if it was from a feeling a closure or bloodlust but I didn't care. I got down retrieved my arrow and saw that the one I shot was still alive. I took crimson and finished him off. After retrieving my arrows I peered into the building, the first floor was all clear. I dragged the bodies in and hid them in the corners of the room. Then, I pulled out my bat and slowly went up the stairs.

There was two men one was sleeping on a chair and the other was looking out the window. I shot the one looking out the window with my crossbow. He made a loud thud when he hit the ground. The other one woke up. Before I could retrieve my arrow the the sleeping one got up fast and sliced me good in my arm. I took my bat and brought it to his shin then to his head repeatedly. I cant believe how much one slice could hurt. To stop the bleeding I just took a piece of cloth and wrapped it tightly around my wound to stop the bleeding. I guess the music blocked out all the noise. I searched the men none of them were the leader. Just randoms but, they deserved it none the less for being apart of this crime.

I got ready to clear the third floor he had to be here. I peered around the corner of the stairs, five men then I saw him. He was in the way back while the other four were closer. They were all talking about something I couldn't here it was raining to hard. I had to do this strategically. I shot one then reloaded speedily. Three of them pulled out guns and started firing at me. I ran down the stairs fast. One caught up to me but, could not see me. I was hiding in some dark areas around the building. Once he came close enough I smashed his throat with Crimson. He went down but before I could find another vantage point the other two thugs jumped me.

I blacked out and woke up tied up on the top floor. I realized I couldn't get to my weapons. The leader approached me then he took out a knife and stabbed my shoulder. When I fell he kicked in my stomach and knocked the air out of me. He grabbed my bat I guess he wanted to kill me with it.

“Nice bat kid, now lets see whos under this mask and hood.”He said as he approached me and took off my bandana and hood. “Holy shit I can't believe it, it's the kid from the robbery! How are you alive I shot you in the face!” He exclaimed.

“Well probably because you’re such a bad shot.” I replied before snickering. He punched me in the jaw hard. I spit out blood then looked up at him. “I guess you’re not in the mood for jokes then.” I said.

“No shit i'm not in the mood for jokes, you just killed three of my friends. You’re lucky I just don't kill you right now, but, I want answers from you.”

“Fine by me ask away.” I said in a calm tone.

“Well, first off give me your name and your street name or whatever else you go by.” He demanded.

“My name is Leonard A.K.A Wolf.” “I don't recognise the name but besides the fact I tried to kill you, you must be on the opposing gang due to the fact you just tried to kill me.”

“I'm on neither side I'm just here to kill you. Not only have you tried to kill me, you killed my only family I had left. Now before you go on let me ask you something. what's your name?”

“My name is Gordon A.K.A. Tank. Well kid I'm going to be honest with you, I like you. You're a total badass. Too bad I have to kill you.”

“Do you want us to take care of him boss?” One of the men in the back asked.

“No i'll take care of our old friend Wolf here.” He replied as he approached me. “Sweet weapons you got here. I believe it's only right to take you out with this bat of yours.” He picked up Crimson and examined it. Then in the staircase I noticed Tre walking up behind two of thugs. I looked to the other corner and saw the tall man. I got the usual migraine and blacked out before I did I saw Tre pull out his gun and knife then passed out. When I woke up I was in a dimly lit cave and the smell of the ocean hit me. I tried standing up but a voice stopped me. “Don't get up your you need to rest for a minute.” I recognized the voice as Tre’s.

“Where am I?”

“In a cave by the coast that's why it smells like the ocean so much.” He stated.

“That explains that but, what happened that night? The last thing I saw was all the guys rushing you.How did you find where out where I was?” I asked.

“Well I knew you would go after these dudes so I just waited and followed you. Anyways thanks for leading me to them. I'm just glad I got to kill some of them to.”

“Well I killed all but one of them.”

“Wait what do you mean? Where's the last guy at then!”

“Wolf you need to chill he’s right here.” I looked to a corner of the room and there was Tank. “I thought you would want the honor of finishing him off. I hate him a lot to but at least he didn't shoot me in the face.” He said trying to hold back a snicker.

“Haha very funny.” I replied annoyed. I got up and got Scarlet. I then walked up to Tank and proceeded to bash his head in until his brains were everywhere. I started laughing insanely, Ive officially lost it. Nothing mattered in the world no more. Like they say the most dangerous type of man is a man with nothing

“Hot damn Wolf, I think you've officially lost it..”

“You're goddamn right I have, I want to kill more. No matter what the cost.”

“You know what I can't judge you because I lost my mental state when my parents died but before we go on this killing spree let me do something. He walked up to him and unloaded three bullets into him. We both snickered. I noticed his gun was a with a silencer.

“Wasn’t that your dad's gun?”

“Ya man it just felt right to use it on Tank. Actually to drag him to this cave I had to stab him in the leg with this.” He replied as he pulled out a Rambo knife A.K.A a ultimate survival knife. Which explained how he stitched me up. “I'm glad I just know I'm not the only crazy one out here that thinks killing is fine.”

“Theres others like us in the world. I've heard of them just gotta find them. Also, were brothers in arms,like you said.” I said as we put our hands up and gripped them together.

“No way you got that mark to! I Thought I was the only one!” He said as he examined my arm. I noticed he had the proxy symbol in almost the same spot. “I always thought you just made the tall man up or something but then I saw him,passed out, then awoke with this mark.”

“Same thing happened to me. Looks like we've been marked and now we’re killers.”

“That's true so more of the reason to get moving.”

The End...For Now