So, I was board and thirty minutes later GUESS what I found? The Hunters? Zero? the guy from love and bullets who kills prostitutes with a hammer? All real. Creepy, huh? I'm gonna see if any of our other favorite antagonists are real, and I'll post it if I find any.
Mal drove through the rainy streets of San Francisco after dropping Natara off after work, taking a back road to his apartment since the way he usually went was flooded. 'What the heck is with all this rain' Mal thought. It had been pouring down rain for several days now, enough so that some of the streets were flooded. There were only a few cars in front of and behind him, and no one walking in the streets. Mal slowed to a stop as he approached an intersection, looking around as he waited for the light to change. Up ahead he could see a figure walking, hobbling more like it as they were on crutches, about a hundred yards ahead. 'Who would be walking in this weather?' he thought. Suddenly the light changed, and the car in front of him sped forward. As the car went by it splashed water on the figure, clearly soaking them. Despite a lifetime of warnings of how dangerous it was to pick up hitch-hikers, Mal took pity on the figure and slowed as he neared the figure. 'I'm a cop' he told himself 'I think I can handle it'. The figure hobbled over, opening the door a fraction. "Isn't good weather for a walk" Mal said. He was glad he stopped. The figure was revealed to be an old man, hobbling along on crutches. His white hair was plastered to his head with rain, and he was soaking wet.
"Thank you" he wheezed "most people wouldn't help an old man like this".
Mal smiled at him "No problem. Where're you heading?".
"Just up the road" said the man, laying his crutches awkwardly next to him. Mal pulled away, driving up the road and stopping once again at another intersection. As he stopped her heard a sharp click, turning his head to see the man was holding a revolver close to his head.
"Keep driving" he said forcefully, the wheezy voice he had before suddenly vanishing. "Keep driving, and no one gets hurt".
Natara came into work the next day, brushing the rain from her coat. 'Thanks a lot Mal' she thought 'Forget to pick me up, make me stand outside for the bus…' these thoughts were cut off as she walked in, and everyone was staring at her. "What?" she said angrily.
Amy bit her lip "Natara, you haven't heard from Mal have you?".
"No, not since last night. I have a bone to pick with him though, he neglected to tell me he wasn't picking me up today". The others continued to stare.
"What?" she said, getting annoyed.
"Natara, Mal isn't here" said Ken "No one could get a hold if him last night, and I checked his apartment this morning just to be sure. Amy just traced his cell phone, and-".
But Amy cut him off "Mal's gone! His cars been driven into a ditch, and there's no sign of him! We can't find him anywhere!".
'No, No…' Natara thought, taking a step back in shock. 'This can't be, Mal's just behind that door. I'm going to freak out, and he's going to step out laughing. I'm going to call him a jerk, and he's going to laugh even harder…'. But Mal didn't step out from the door. Not even when Natara took another step back in shock, running into a table. Not when two words ran through her head, pulsating in her brain like a heartbeat 'He's gone…he's gone…he's gone…'.
Sorry this is so short for the first chapter, I want to have a big update tomorrow and it's pretty late where I'm at.
