Chapter 2: Old Friends and New Friends
(Opening A/N: Okay to the guest that reviewed, there's no way in hell! I'm going to turn Rock into a villian, instead, he's going to be an anti-hero. Meaning he's neither good nor evil. And I know shame on me, for killing the poor dog known as Jim. But how am I supposed to motivate my character, the dog originally belonged to his late friend Stephanie. When the dog was killed, it was like killing his friend again. One more thing, could all the guest create a nickname for yourselves when you review? Just a suggestion, anyway here's the next chapter.)
The man that I left injured was carried to his boss with two of his colleauges helping him, the boss was a shaggy short blond haired Russian man, with steel gray eyes. He had a cross shaped scar on the left side of his face. His name, Sergei Yasnokov. Sergei walked up to the injured man studied his injury and slaps him across the face for his insubordination.
"Did you just realize who you just pissed off?!" Sergei asked, the injured man shook his head, he had no idea. "You have gone and pissed off the Otaku of Roanapur." Sergei added, this was bad news for all of them.
My name was being spread all over crime syndicates like a wildfire. They knew about me bringing down a Chinese crime syndicate and killing a boss. As soon as I got to the docks, I had to make sure that all of my guns were all loaded onto the ship, now I needed to wait for some of my comrades to show up. Just then one of my Irish contacts showed up. He had black hair and a black and gray facial hair with green eyes. He also spoke with a really great Irish accent. And his name, was Shane McGinty.
"I hear you're going back to Roanapur, it's time that Yaznokov got to play on our court." Shane said, and I nodded, Yaznokov needed to be taught a lesson on who not to fuck with.
"Yeah, he sent a bunch of goons that killed Jim, he was the only thing that made me feel close to Stephanie. But before I head back, I need to get in touch with my mentor...Brondo Trexler." I said, Brondo was a former KGB agent and he taught me how to be a trained killer.
He had a family but they were killed by enemy assassins. My guess is, that Yaznokov was the son of a bitch who ordered the hit on them. And after the family was executed, they burned his house to the ground. And that's what made Brondo who he was. He's strong enough to break a person's skull like an egg, and he's known to tear limbs out of people's sockets as well. But he hates to kill children. It just goes back to the day his family died. Sort of like when Jim and Stephanie were killed. Some old wound don't need to be open. But what I know, as soon as I get back to Roanapur...blood will be spilled and someone will be killed. Just then a black Jeep with tinted windows rolled up. And out stood a man with a burn mark on the left side of his face, blond hair and green eyes He also had a skull tattoo on his left arm. His name was Brondo Trexler.
"So are we ready to go back to Roanapur?" Brondo asked with a heavy Russian accent.
"Yeah, besides my partners in crime are already there, they never even left." I replied and we all got onto the ship.
As soon as we got out to open sea, Brondo decided to do a little deathmatch with some beefed up French dude. He cracks his knuckles and gently cracks his neck getting the air out of his joints. The bookie was cursing in Spanish and he was taking bets.
"Alright! House is closed, no more bets." He said, and I walked up to him and I needed to ask him something.
[Is this supposed to be a deathmatch of some sort?] I asked in Spanish, and he nodded his head.
"It is ese," [But this is going to be an all out brawl here.] He also says in the same language.
[Are you still taking bets? We want in on the action.] Garcia added, and the bookie smiled.
"Si, [Who do you want to place your bets on?] The bookie asked and we both pulled out $200 a piece and gave it to him.
"$200 on the Russian." We both said in unison, and the fight was about to begin.
The French bodybuilder and Brondo exchanged blows with their fist and both men dodged each others attacks. Brondo then decided to slam his fist into the kneecap of his opponent causing the opponent to drop to one knee and not even trying he crushed the Frenchman's head like a fucking eggshell. Later on there was a group of Pirates that were about to raid the cargo ship. Now we're going to be having some fun, some bloody, violent, and anarchistic fun.
[To Be Continued...]
(A/N: Alright, I'll admit...I've been lacking out of the violence, it's because I wanted to take a break from it and focus on getting the characters in place. Sometimes you need to have allies with the protagonist. And now, Otaku heads back to Roanapur to start a war with Yaznokov and there will be a lot of changes since he was out of the game along with a new crime syndicate to take over for Chang's position. Let's keep the hype going, and keep those reviews coming. But there are things that I won't tolerate, I do not tolerate being called an author with daddy issues, I'm a horrible writer, or my story sucks. Anyway, I hope to get some good ideas and suggestions for the next chapter. Until the next chapter, this is BloodyDemon666 signing off!)