Hey everyone I thought I would try this story out since its been in my head for a while and I finally was able to get it done so YAY anyway I hope enjoy it
Chapter 1:
Time to Burn The town of Elmore was quiet and serene as the moon rose and night ascended. All of its occupants sleeping and enjoying their sweet dreams. All but one. A shadowy figure strolled down the towns moonlit streets with a determined look plastered on his face. As walked by the city harbor he took in the refreshing scenery; he always enjoyed the night as it was always nice and quiet to him.
As the figure continued his stroll he came across a warehouse that was lit up like a Christmas tree every window and crack was lit up; however, the warehouse itself looked like it had seen better days as it was rusted and falling apart. He walked closer to the warehouse and as he did he heard voices within it. He pushed his ears against it to clearly understand what he was hearing.
"Why are we here if he aint gonna show up?"
"Be patient you idiot he'll show up we just need to wait"
"You know I hate waiting"
The front door was then kicked in and all heads turned to the disturbance to lean figure in the doorway. He was a tall cat with light brown fur with a large burn mark over the left side of his face; he wore dark blue jeans and a dark hoodie with fingerless gloves covering his hands while he held what appeared to be a vacuum cleaner with a bayonet on it. He steadily sauntered over to the group of what appeared to be thugs; after several steps one of the men approached him. He was a bulldog ,and a burly one at that; he had tattoos all over his arms and exposed chest. He was wearing black leather pants and a tight leather jacket and stopped in front of the intruder.
"What are you supposed to be a sweeper or something? cause that's one weird looking vacuum cleaner you have there" he said and made the other men of the group laugh at his terrible joke. The intruder grabbed the object and held it like one would hold a chainsaw he then put the tip of the object in the bulldogs face and then pulled the trigger at the base of it. The dog looked down the tube just in time to see torrent of flames splash right in his face he then screamed in agony as the devoured his face.
The rest of the thugs were horrified at the sight one of their own losing his face to ferocious flames. His hair was singed completely off; his nose was damaged to the point that he couldn't smell and his eyes felt like they would pop out of his head as he kept them closed. The bulldog then dropped dead after only fifteen seconds of left on fire being burned to the bone.
After seeing this intruder kill one of their men the other six thugs start to surround him. One of the thugs then charged him from the front but the intruder sidestepped him and punched him in the back of the head sending him stumbling to the ground. Two other thugs charged at him so he dropped his flamethrower and charged at them before they made contact he jumped flipped over thugs. While in midair of the jump he placed his hands either side of each thugs head and clapped his hands forcefully crushing the skull of each thug. The intruder stuck his landing on another thug's shoulders and proceeded to twist his legs to snap his neck. As the intruder got his feet another thug charged with a switch blade the intruder twisted his arm and shoved the blade deep into the thug's neck.
The intruder turned only to see two thugs left he then rushed over and picked up his flamethrower and turned just in time to impale one of the thugs with the bayonet and burned him from the inside out. He then threw the charred corpse off the bayonet and walked over to the last thug who was getting to his feet but was kicked in the sides and had a foot slammed on his chest.
The thug looked at the intruder with fear; he didn't know what was about to happen.
"Were is he?" he said in a cold voice that scared the thug to his core, when the thug didn't respond he put more pressure on his chest.
"I won't ask so nice again so tell me where to find Devin Mason "
"Look I don't know where he is the only one that knows is our boss but he is out of town and won't be back for a few days you'll have to wait in this town until he shows", "please just PLEASE let me live!"
The intruder scowled at the thug and lifted his foot off of him he was relieved but then the intruder slammed a box on his legs crippling him. The intruder then proceeded to set the warehouse on fire and turned to leave but before he did he bent down toward the crippled thug.
"Just remember the name that sent you to hell, Jason Pyro"
He then got up and walked out and away from the burning building ignoring the screams and cries of help from the crippled thug. As he walked away he noticed the red and blue lights in the distance, someone must've called 911 he then dashed down the street and found a manhole. Jason grabbed the cover and threw it off he then went down into the sewer but covered the manhole behind him.
"Damn that was close" he thought as he made his way through the sewer; he needed to stay in town for a few days so he could find Devin but he didn't know where he would stay for that time. Jason knew he didn't have enough funds to stay in any hotels for that time only enough for four to five days. So in other terms he was absolutely screwed until he could find a place to crash but if that didn't happen we wouldn't mind sleeping in the streets as he was used to that.
After walking through a shitty sewer Jason found a ladder to another manhole quite far from the warehouse, he then proceeded to climb up and move the cover to get to the surface. He poked his head out to see he was in a rural neighborhood and pulled himself up and out of the sewer. He found a nice house that had a shed in the back, he hopped the fence and snuck in the shed with his gear and went to sleep. Little did he know that the shed belonged to the Watterson's.
Well there you go my first TAWOG fanfic with my OC I hope you guys enjoyed it let me know how you liked it and I might consider doing more I own Jason Pyro and this story nothing else Bye
