Leo stood in the dark alley, waiting patiently for the moment
to be ripe. He drew in a deep breath and released it slowly as memories of his
brother clouded his mind. They used to play in the streets of the city, goofing
off and hanging out with friends. Those days had been left behind him; the Phantoms
had made sure of that. No longer would he see his brother’s smile or grow old. The
memory of his brother’s corpse was scarred into his memory.
He
checked his watch, ‘1:00 A.M.’ it read. Soon Jay and his two friends would turn
around the corner acting as if they owned the entire world flashing their sharp
knives at those who pissed them off. The loved the looks of fear and hatred
that they received from everyone. They loved to be the talk of the city, or to believe
that they were. As thoughts of the
Phantoms clouded his mind he checked his pistol to make sure that it was
loaded. He looked at the bullets within the magazine and hesitated for a moment.
Then the thought of the old woman that they had killed last week crossed his
mind. The police had tried to link the phantoms to the murder, but they had no
convicting evidence and the Phantoms roamed the streets without a care in the
world. With his blood feeling as though it were boiling Leo slapped the magazine
into the gun and pulled back the hammer.
At the end
of the alley the phantoms could be heard rounding the corner. They turned the corner
and began walking in Leo’s direction. They stank of cheap liquor and grass that
they had recently used. Leo walked into
the center of the alley and blocked their path. His mask and hood covered his
face concealing his identity. Jay’s anger quickly flared as it usually did and
he said, “What’s your problem, why the hell are you in my way?”
Leo
stood silently and stared at them waiting for the right moment. Billy kid, one
of the other two guys by Jay’s side, piped in, “Hey ass-hole when Jay ask you
something you answer, you hear me?”
Again
Leo said nothing. Marcus laughed, “this guy must be blazing hard Jay. Look at
him he hasn’t said shit.”
Jay
smiled, “let’s teach this fool some respect,” he said.
Leo
spoke suddenly, “ one must first understand his own words before teaching
another.”
“so the
man can talk, but only in gibberish,” said Marcus as he slapped his leg and
laughed.
“You
walk the world as if it was your
play-thing taking what you want and killing those in your path expecting
nothing bad to ever come back to haunt you!” said Leo with apparent anger in
his voice.
“How
dare you say that about us!” shouted Billy Kid as he pulled out his knife. Leo
pulled out his gun and Shot Billy Kid in his leg sending him to the floor
grasping his leg and cursing at the top of his voice.
Marcus
looked at his frien Billy Kid as he clutched his wounded leg. He turned to Leo
and shouted, “You bastard! I’ll kill you!” Leo pointed his gun at Marcus and
shot him in the head. Marcus fell to the ground dead. Leo then turned the gun on Jay and pulled the
trigger.
Billy
Kid watched as his two friends died. “You bitch!” he said though his tears. “I’ll
never forget that you did this!”
“Good,
now you can tell the other punks in this city that we normal people are tired
of dealing with your crap.” Said Leo
“Why
should I?”
Leo pointed
the gun at Billy Kid’s ankle and pulled the trigger. Billy shouted in pain and
anguish. “Now you know a portion of the pain that you have caused. Spread the word of the vigilante. I’m coming after all of
those who disregard the lives of others. And if I ever see you in this city
again I’ll make sure you meet Jay and Marcus in hell.” Leo then turned upon his
heel and walked away slowly without remorse.
“I’ll
make sure they come after you! Do you hear me? You’re a dead man! I’ll kill you
myself!” Billy Kid shouted after him.
“Then
you shall meet your friends in hell soon,” responded Leo. He kept walking and vanished
into the dark of the night.
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