Hello, I'm Nick Dahdah
Prologue
It was Night. It was the time of night, Friday, with which criminals strike. They come, and they rape, they kill, they steal, they do al of the sins that God and Satan created. And one…hedgehog. One black hedgehog with red stripes fought them at this time of night. This is the final chapter in his story.
In an ally way, a boyfriend had been killed, and his girl friend was now about to be raped. She was cringing in the corner, screaming as he slowly approached with a knife. Then, he fell dead after a loud explsion. The Black Night had shot him. The Girl looked up, but her savoir was not there.
Shadow was walking along the top of the building, reflecting back on all that had happened. Rouge the Bat had fallen in love with him, but he had rejected that love. She had broken under the pressure of Black Doom and his vile hordes. She had betrayed him. She was dead now.
His heart was nothing more than an organ that pumped the blood that kept his alive. And he hadn't met one oppent who could piece it. Pussies.
But, he Would keep trying.
Black Night 3
Chapter 1
One Night, not too long after the afore described events, some mobsters were roughing some punk kids. Then they began beating down Store clerks for "Protection" money.
While the gang of said Mafia members were cruising down the street, Shadow, "The Black Night" came up, and shot their wheels out.
They went flying off the road, and crashed into a store. They all survived. They came out, guns blazing, but Shadow was on a motorcycle. He whipped around, dodging most of the gunfire, and mobsters. One died, the rest took cover.
Shadow dismounted, ran over, and laid down a barrage of gunfire. The crackling guns filled the night with violence Sadow ran out, avoiding bullets, taking a few, and managed to shoot up one of the Mobsters. He threw his gun down, hit the floor, pulled out a dagger, and plunged it into the gut of one of the mobsters.
The last pointed his gun at Shadow, and it clicked empty. Ironcily. Shadow cut his head off.
He dumped them off in the harbour, and sped off. He killed two or three more groups. Unfortunately, they all belonged to the same "Family".
In Mafia terms, "Families" were like…Armies. Each Family had its own Don, and various Capricoms. Or like…Generals. All of these "Soldiers" belonged to the Pacino Family. And they began to notice.
Soon, they would have to find this "Black Night"
Continued next week!