Author note :This is my first ever fanfic. I adore kick-ass both in movies and in comics and I just wanted to write something about the comic book counterparts of Dave and Mindy. I also want to say that I am a huge fan of authors :skca54, Makokam and Marx 810. I've taken some liberties with this fic like Dave and Mindy's age as well as some movies and comics that hadn't come out at the time of this fic. Enjoy and let me know how you like it.
San Paolo 2016
The man was bleeding heavily from the open gut wound that exposed his intestines. He was lying on the floor trying not to lose consciousness as twenty of his friends lay besides him dead.
The figure of a seventeen-year-old girl that was wearing what appeared to be a Halloween costume stood beside him.
"Well Rodrigo, I hope that teach some manners".
Rodrigo kept on bleeding, his eyes about to pop out of their sockets
"When a girl tells you to stop pushing guns, you should just listen, pack it in and get the fuck out of country or open a Beaty salon".
"Get fucked!" Rodrigo yelled
"Especially if that girl is a hero by the name of Hit Girl". Hit Girl grinned at him. "Thanks for the wish btw. It has been too long."
"Please!!!"
"What was that cunt? "
"Please", the man repeated, "I need a doctor"
Hit Girl laughed, pulling out a fragmentation grenade from behind her cape.
"Meet Dr Frag..." she pulled the pin and climbed up to the window
"He is gonna take good care of you." She released the lever and jumped out of the warehouse throwing the grenade at the screaming criminal ignoring his screams. A few seconds later the whole warehouse went up on flames.
'Time to call it a night' she thought.
" Taking out a whole gun ring sure works up an appetite." It took Hit Girl 2 hours to return to her safe house and start eating her way through her chicken left overs from the other night. After she was full she took off her purple and black suit, her white gloves, the boots, the wig, the cape held by a padlock as well as her Kevlar and mask. She was Mindy McCreary again.
She was traveling abroad for almost 5 years now dealing death to the cancers of society around the globe. However she missed New York. She missed her mother. She missed Dave
She laid in bed thinking about him.
"Dave..."
Her tears started to run down her cheeks like all the other nights when she would think about it.
"Silly boy. That means we can't loose." she repeated, reliving the last night she ever saw him. That was a shit thing to say as her last choice of words. She wanted to hug him for saving her. Dave had crossed the line that night. He had killed to protect her. He had driven his baton into the brains of the fat fuck that was going to kill her. And he did it without any hesitation. She was about to thank him for it when she heard him talking to his girlfriend, promising her that he would give up the hero stuff. She didn't tell him but she was angry at him at the moment and she didn't gave him any real parting words. Looking back she hated herself for it.
"God I miss you." she tearfully said
"I am right here sweet thing"
Mindy shot up, and immediately went to the defensive as she saw the green form of Kick-Ass in her safehouse. For a half a second she felt a wave of happiness before pulling out a thirty eight caliber revolver and shooting Kick-Ass in the stomach.
Kick-Ass sunk to his knees, covered in blood, unable to take the pain.
"Mmmmindyyy" he managed to say still holding his wound.
"SHUT THE FUCK UP!!" she roared hitting the bridge of his nose with the bud of her pistol until she heard a satisfying cracking sound.
"Jesus you fucking bitch!!" Kick-Ass yelled as he fell to his back sobbing.
"Why the fuck did you wear that costume asshole??!! She demanded. She was boiling with rage.
" I.. Am... Dave Mindy... "
There was another cracking sound and soon enough Kick-Ass had a broken thumb
" Jesus Fuckin Christ!!! "
" Mention that name again, and I'll strangle you with your own fucking guts. Now who sent you?"
Kick-Ass just squirmed. Mindy took off his mask and searched his pockets only to find a syringe which she then threw in the trash.
She glared at the Italian looking man and she whispered
" Dave isn't Italian and he doesn't carry cyanide, so you're a hitman who took the time to dress in the Kick-Ass costume I keep in my relic closet. Question is why?"
The man started smiling
" My name is Paul, and I am sent by the Goddess, she wanted you dead but she wanted you to die with a happy memory"
Mindy pulled on a shirt and a pear of jeans before looking at the maggot again.
"Who the fuck is the Goddess?" she asked.
The man smiled again
"She's the only one that found you here, and the one who is gonna kill you, your boyfriend and your whore of a mother" he said finally drowning in his own blood
"What??!!!" Mindy screamed as she grabbed the wanna-be Kick-Ass and started shaking him
"What the fuck did you just say???"
The man was barely alive. He whispered:" That is if they're not already dead". Then he died.
Mindy was on auto pilot she placed a block of C-4 on the walls and got out of the safehouse taking with her a 50-cal ammo cace. In it she had a 9 mm berreta cheetah some passports and some money for tickets and cab fare. When she was 1 mile away she detonated the C-4 watching her safehouse turn to ash. Then she looked at the way of the airport.
"Lets go home"
