After traveling ten miles in all yesterday, Mic felt that he had earned an
hour or two to slack off today. So he pulled out one of favorite comics
and sat against a tree and began reading.
Guardians of Rota: Origins Issue #1
We live in a world filled with emotions, a place where emotions dictate how we behave and develop. Emotions make up our personalities and if we can not control our emotions they will control us. Dormant within certain individuals is the EC gene, this gene has the capability to alter one's DNA significantly, it changes the individual as well once stimulated. The EC gene only triggers alteration when either extreme emotion or surges of adrenaline occur.
Alex Bailey
All the packing had been finished for a two weeks now as well as forwarding mail to the new address, getting a new phone number, and registering Alex for school.
"I promise you that I'll be working in Rota long enough for you to graduate here." His father assured.
Alex stayed silent, knowing that his father could promise nothing, his position in the company guaranteed that. He said goodnight to his parents and crept up the stairs to his room. He drifted off while contemplating whether there was any point in trying to make new friends again, it was getting tiresome just trying and even more tiresome when he had to move again. The early morning chill shook Alex serene slumber and he groaned in annoyance.
"Damn, I got school today."
He glanced over at his clock and realized that the bus would arrive in about forty-five minutes. After zooming through his mourning routine and catching some breakfast, the school bus pulled up and he bolted out of the house. Once on the bus he was pretty much ignored and sat alone while the kids around him chatted with friends. After a seemingly extra long ride to school was over Alex picked up his schedule and for the most part went through his classes unnoticed. That was until his last period when he was free and witnessing something happening right in front of him.
"Watch where you're goin' punk!" An all black clad Latino teen shouted.
"S-sorry I didn't see you, I wasn't looking," replied some short kid.
"You weren't looking! Well maybe this will teach you to look next time!" The Latino teen said as he gave the boy a fierce shove.
Before the kid could even move, the taller and older boy and his friends surrounded him and started pushing him around.
"Hey stop it, I said I was sorry. Why won't you let me go?"
"You don't speak to us in that tone punk, don't you got any manners? I mean who do you think you're fucking with, if I wasn't feeling so cheerful today you'd be bleeding and unconscious."
The undersized high school student began to study his bullies for the first time when he realized his mistake.
"No... thi-this can't be happening, why me? Please say I'm wrong, please say that you all aren't in RMS-7."
"Bad day for you kid. Hey, at least you'll be able to meet all of us personally."
Alex decided he had heard enough, it was time to do something.
"Leave him alone, he apologized to you didn't he, so turn him loose." Alex said as he stepped out of his hiding spot.
"Stay out of our business, this is between us and the twerp."
"This is my business, that could be one day if you pick fights for stupid stuff like this."
"I'm giving you chance and only one chance to apologize and then to get your sorry ass away from here."
"I'm sorry I can't do that."
"No one disrespects us like this, forget the punk, let's jump this fool!"
As he and his two friends advanced toward Alex the kid ran away in the opposite direction. Alex shifted his attention to the one on his right and slammed his elbow into the guy's face. The goon clutched his left eye and Alex unleashed a kick to his gut potent enough to cause him to double over. Out of nowhere a blow to the back of the head knocked Alex down to one knee and then an even stronger blow forced him prone on the floor. Alex rolled out of the way and into safety and quickly got back up. It was the leader's other friend, one wearing a hat that had attacked. Alex and the crony locked hands and immediately Alex realized this guy was much stronger than him. The crony tightened his grip and Alex winced in pain.
"I need to think of something to get out of this."
Alex slowly tried to muscle the guy backward and then waited for a bit and moved so quickly the crony couldn't stop his driving assault into the lockers. Automatically the gang member released his grip, allowing for Alex to slam his head into the locker twice. The teen stumbled around for a bit and then collapsed, leaving their leader as the only RMS-7 member standing.
"I'll teach you to mess with us!"
Alex blocked his opening punches and returned the favor with a shot to the ribs. This enraged the teen even worse than before and he swung blindly in his anger, opening himself up to left hook to the chops. When Alex hesitated to attack right after that he was sucker punched and then rammed into the lockers. Alex reached for his lower back in pain and the gang leader went for another punch, but Alex blocked it with his free arm. Alex jumped up and his leg thrusts met the attacker's face twice and when he landed he punched him square in the chest.
The leader backed up some and then spoke, "I'll teach you to mess with us, we are gonna make you suffer! Now come on you two worthless rejects let's roll."
His two followers who were already back on their feet left with him around the corner.
"Damn, nice way to start off in a new school. What did I get myself into?"
Later that same day a few RMS-7 members gathered for a meeting.
"So what are we going to do?" A kid going by the name of T said.
"We are going to hit that punk hard, we will make sure that he learns not to fuck with RMS. And we gonna have to do something so wicked that people don't think we goin' soft or nothing."
"How you plan on doing that?"
"Just killing him would be too easy, he wouldn't suffer for his mistake and he wouldn't have learned his lesson. Alright let me see... how about-what if we-nope-. Damn what would work? Hey I got the perfect solution for payback, we'll kill one of his parents. Then he will regret ever trying to be a hero and no one will try to attempt shit like what happened today again. So this is what we'll do..."
At that same moment at Alex's house his mom had just returned from work.
"So how did your first day go?" She asked.
"It went by without a hitch."
"Good, so did you meet anybody or make any friends?"
"More than I know what to do with."
"Well good for you honey, its nice to see that you are adjusting so well."
Alex went up to his room and attempted to do some homework, but there was one thing that kept plaguing him. Which was how would RMS retaliate?
"Its too bad that I know absolutely nothing about them, I guess tomorrow I'll have to try and meet some people."
Alex knew he shouldn't worry about things he couldn't control and went back to doing his homework. In homeroom the next day he decided to try to open up to people. He turned to a guy sitting next to him and decided to initiate the conversation.
"Hey, I'm Alex the new guy."
"Oh yeah, My name's Mike I could tell you were new. So you move here for sports?"
"No I-"
"Hold on I think I got it you were expelled from your last school?"
"Nope. Actually my family moved here because my dad's job forces us to move around often, but supposedly he said we'd be staying here for awhile."
"Wow I still can't believe you guys moved here, I mean don't your folks watch the news?"
"What do you mean?"
"Not here man, I'll talk to you about it later."
Mike was obviously worried about being overheard, but Alex wondered what he could say that could be so unsafe to mention in high school. Alex didn't try talking to anyone else until lunch a few periods later.
"Mind if I sit here?" Alex asked a girl who was obviously sitting alone.
"No go ahead."
"Hey, you're in my American Lit class right?"
"Uh huh I'm Stacey."
"I'm Alex."
"So why did your family move to Rota of all places?"
"My dad's job kinda forced us to move here."
"Oh."
"Can I ask you something?"
"Sure I guess."
"Um what do you know about RMS-7?"
"Listen I know you haven't been in Rota long, but you better learn what subjects to avoid or life will get tough pretty fast. Especially around the wrong people or you'll find some things out personally. Alex it was nice to meet you, but I've gotta go and see a teacher about something before lunch ends. See ya around and I hope you listened."
Alex watched as she trotted off and headed through the cafeteria doors.
"Whoa some subjects are pretty touchy around here."
Alex didn't bother talking to anyone else for the rest of the day and figured he should just assume the worst about the gang.
"We tailed the guy liked you told us," a gang member reported.
"And?" The leader demanded, as his voice was filled with impatience.
"We know the exact route this dude takes to and from work."
"Good then tomorrow we will execute the plan."
At home laying in his bed at night Alex began thinking to himself.
"RMS is a very delicate subject to people apparently. I guess I'll just have to hope that they aren't as serious about revenge as they seemed. Who am I tryin' to kid, I know they're plotting something, even if I'm not sure what it is. It all depends on how greatly they feel I've disrespected them. Hopefully I'll be able to avoid them long enough to come up with a plan."
He switched of his light and knew he was screwed, what possible plan could he come up with to get a whole gang off his back. However the following day he was able to successfully avoid running into any RMS members although doing so completely exhausted him. By the time he got home and into his room he was out like a light.
"Yo you ready to do this?" A bandana wearing gangster asked while gripping the steering wheel.
"Yeah let's do this," his accomplice replied as he cocked a gun.
The driver punched the gas and swerved to the right to jump ahead of another car. He sped up slightly and then braked abruptly. The car behind him slammed the brakes and the car screeched to a halt, almost hitting the RMS gang car. The teen wielding a gun hopped out his seat and walked to the driver's side of the other car.
"Hey what's your problem you could-" The driver shouted, but the gun made him shut up.
"Get out of the car."
"I've got money, that's what you want right? Just don't hurt me and I'll give it to you alright."
"Get into that alley now or I'll cap your ass!"
The gangster yanked opened the door and Alex's father stepped out the car, then they both walked into the alley.
"Turn around."
"Come on don't do this I got a family."
The teen reached into Mr. Bailey's back pocket and pulled out his wallet. Mr. Bailey turned and faced the punk.
"Oh good you're taking the money, so I guess you won't be-"
Two bullets, one in the head and the other in heart interrupted him and he dropped to the dingy alley floor. The teen didn't linger and bolted for the car, which immediately sped away.
"Alex wake up, I need to talk to you," his mother said with a wavering voice.
"Ugh do I have to get up now?"
"Yes, something happened."
Alex sat upright and wiped the crud out of his eyes.
"What is it?"
"Your father, he... he was lured away from his car and shot and killed in alley. I just got the news, I need to go down to the morgue to officially identify his body. After that I have to go to the police station to answer some questions I know you must be feeling confused and upset so I'll leave you alone for awhile so we can talk later."
His mother kissed him on the forehead and then left his room.
"Dad is dead. But what reason would anyone have to kill him and who could do this? We haven't even been in Rota a month so why would someone want to hurt him when he just got here? I know this just couldn't have been random."
At that moment Alex's thoughts turned to what the RMS leader said to him in retreat.
"I'll teach you to mess with us, we are gonna make you suffer..."
"I can't believe they would murder my father just to get back at me. Damn, why couldn't this stay between me and them. Well I'm going to do something, I'm not going to let them get away with this."
Alex left his room and climbed upstairs into the attic.
"What am I doing up here, I don't even know hat I'm looking for."
He rummaged through many more boxes before finally finding something worthwhile.
"Sweet, my old Halloween mask! With this RMS won't know who is attacking."
Alex donned the all black horror movie hockey mask and left a note saying he went out for a walk in order to clear his mind. Almost instantly he broke into full stride as he headed downtown, figuring that RMS members would be around there. It wasn't long after that when Alex heard a thunderous boom in the sky.
"Damn."
There was only deafening rumbling for a bit and then the rain finally fell and it came hard.
"Damn."
The rain and the rhythmic movements of his running made him lose track of time and where he was until he almost ran into a parking meter.
"Looks like I'm finally downtown, now to find some RMS punks."
Alex continued to walk another two blocks when he finally spotted a few suspicious persons up ahead. He ducked behind a car to see what was going on.
"Hurry the hell up and decide, you're gettin' us all soaking wet!" The seemingly always angry leader demanded.
"Can't this wait 'till tomorrow?" A short kid Hispanic begged.
"No, we've given you enough time already. You are like us, you should be in RMS-7, if you don't want to belong then you'll be dealt as all others are."
"Hold up, just give me a little more time."
"Time is up and your luck is about to be too--"
"Stop. You punks are going to leave him alone." Alex while pointing at the kid.
Everyone turned to find where the voice had come from.
"Who the hell is this idiot? Don't you know October is next month," a lackey jeered.
Someone closest to Alex tried strike him in the face with a kick, but Alex deftly avoided the attack. Grabbing the attacker's leg he slammed him into the concrete and then stomped hard onto his chest. Alex turned to find three more underlings ready to fight.
"All of you are going to pay. Be prepare to suffer for your sin."
Alex swung and a purple burst erupted from his hands, hitting one of them directly in the chest and knocking him out. Alex wasted no time and sent a bruising elbow to another's face and then taking him out with an uppercut. Alex felt a hard strike crash into his belly, then another in that same spot, and another, and another, but he was able to snap from his defensive languor and block one. However the punk wasn't done with his offensive assault and kneed Alex in the gut, nearly causing Alex to fall. He swung and hit Alex cheekbone brutally and landed some unblocked body punches. Alex blocked the next strike and did a spinning kick to smack his attacker in the face twice. While he still reeled from the attack Alex did a quick sweep kick and the punk hit the concrete hard enough not to get back up.
"What the hell are you some kind of freak? Well it doesn't matter I'm not gonna go out like those chumps you just waxed." The leader said as he pulled a gun from his back pocket.
"Ahh a gun!" The short kid shouted.
"The kid is still here, oh no." Alex thought to himself.
"Man I'm gonna off this short punk first."
Alex dashed toward the leader in an effort to stop him, but expectantly everything turned completely black. Three shots were fired immediately and then it stayed totally silent. Then as abruptly as the "blackout" occurred everything went back to normal. The kid was gone and the leader held the gun in his hand, but had it pointed at nothing.
"Shit he got away ugh-" The shooter said as Alex knocked the gun out of his hand. Alex landed two blows right to his nose and then elbowed him right after. Alex knocked him on his ass with a sweep kick and started to stomp away on the guy's ribs. However he was able to roll out of the way quickly and then slowly rose to his feet.
"Nobody punks Benny the Bandit like this! I don't care what I do, but I'm going to make sure you don't live to see the sun!" "Benny the Bandit's the best you could come up with?"
He ran at Alex and they exchanged a few punches, but Alex began blocking some strikes while, Benny kept swinging. Which led to a few repeated punches to the gang leader's face. Benny clasped his hands together and then whacked Alex furiously in the face. Benny head butted him and his head landed right between the eyes. Alex didn't slow down and kept fighting back. As Alex lunged for Benny's chest once again the strange purple light flashed and Benny was sent into a brick wall.
"This won't make up for his death, but it definitely helped big time in relieving some anger."
During the entire brawl the rain had not let up, but by now Alex was hardly aware of it. He pulled off his mask and started on his way back home. Traveling much slower than before he got home twenty minutes later.
"Oh Alex are you alright you're soaking wet. I was so worried after what happened tonight, I was thinking of going around looking for you."
"I'm fine, wet but fine I just had to take a walk and clear my head."
"Alright. So are you ready to talk?"
"Right now I just wanna catch some sleep ok."
"Sure I'm ready whenever you are."
Alex plodded up the stairs, weary from the fight and just plain tired. He yanked off his shoes and clothes and tossed them into a corner before getting into bed. As his head hit the pillow his thoughts turned to what had happened tonight.
"What were those purple flashes? Benny and his guys seemed to think they were coming from me. Hmm the flash came when I hit that one guy and it instantly knocked him unconscious. Then when I was fighting Benny it came again and launched him farther than humanly possible."
Alex stared down at the palms of his hands intently, but saw that they were no different than usual.
"What happened back there? I don't know what is going on anymore, my father was killed because of me and I'm shooting out purple shit strong enough to make people get tossed in the air. And what about that freaky ass blackout? I gotta figure this stuff out later I need some sleep.
Guardians of Rota: Origins Issue #1
We live in a world filled with emotions, a place where emotions dictate how we behave and develop. Emotions make up our personalities and if we can not control our emotions they will control us. Dormant within certain individuals is the EC gene, this gene has the capability to alter one's DNA significantly, it changes the individual as well once stimulated. The EC gene only triggers alteration when either extreme emotion or surges of adrenaline occur.
Alex Bailey
All the packing had been finished for a two weeks now as well as forwarding mail to the new address, getting a new phone number, and registering Alex for school.
"I promise you that I'll be working in Rota long enough for you to graduate here." His father assured.
Alex stayed silent, knowing that his father could promise nothing, his position in the company guaranteed that. He said goodnight to his parents and crept up the stairs to his room. He drifted off while contemplating whether there was any point in trying to make new friends again, it was getting tiresome just trying and even more tiresome when he had to move again. The early morning chill shook Alex serene slumber and he groaned in annoyance.
"Damn, I got school today."
He glanced over at his clock and realized that the bus would arrive in about forty-five minutes. After zooming through his mourning routine and catching some breakfast, the school bus pulled up and he bolted out of the house. Once on the bus he was pretty much ignored and sat alone while the kids around him chatted with friends. After a seemingly extra long ride to school was over Alex picked up his schedule and for the most part went through his classes unnoticed. That was until his last period when he was free and witnessing something happening right in front of him.
"Watch where you're goin' punk!" An all black clad Latino teen shouted.
"S-sorry I didn't see you, I wasn't looking," replied some short kid.
"You weren't looking! Well maybe this will teach you to look next time!" The Latino teen said as he gave the boy a fierce shove.
Before the kid could even move, the taller and older boy and his friends surrounded him and started pushing him around.
"Hey stop it, I said I was sorry. Why won't you let me go?"
"You don't speak to us in that tone punk, don't you got any manners? I mean who do you think you're fucking with, if I wasn't feeling so cheerful today you'd be bleeding and unconscious."
The undersized high school student began to study his bullies for the first time when he realized his mistake.
"No... thi-this can't be happening, why me? Please say I'm wrong, please say that you all aren't in RMS-7."
"Bad day for you kid. Hey, at least you'll be able to meet all of us personally."
Alex decided he had heard enough, it was time to do something.
"Leave him alone, he apologized to you didn't he, so turn him loose." Alex said as he stepped out of his hiding spot.
"Stay out of our business, this is between us and the twerp."
"This is my business, that could be one day if you pick fights for stupid stuff like this."
"I'm giving you chance and only one chance to apologize and then to get your sorry ass away from here."
"I'm sorry I can't do that."
"No one disrespects us like this, forget the punk, let's jump this fool!"
As he and his two friends advanced toward Alex the kid ran away in the opposite direction. Alex shifted his attention to the one on his right and slammed his elbow into the guy's face. The goon clutched his left eye and Alex unleashed a kick to his gut potent enough to cause him to double over. Out of nowhere a blow to the back of the head knocked Alex down to one knee and then an even stronger blow forced him prone on the floor. Alex rolled out of the way and into safety and quickly got back up. It was the leader's other friend, one wearing a hat that had attacked. Alex and the crony locked hands and immediately Alex realized this guy was much stronger than him. The crony tightened his grip and Alex winced in pain.
"I need to think of something to get out of this."
Alex slowly tried to muscle the guy backward and then waited for a bit and moved so quickly the crony couldn't stop his driving assault into the lockers. Automatically the gang member released his grip, allowing for Alex to slam his head into the locker twice. The teen stumbled around for a bit and then collapsed, leaving their leader as the only RMS-7 member standing.
"I'll teach you to mess with us!"
Alex blocked his opening punches and returned the favor with a shot to the ribs. This enraged the teen even worse than before and he swung blindly in his anger, opening himself up to left hook to the chops. When Alex hesitated to attack right after that he was sucker punched and then rammed into the lockers. Alex reached for his lower back in pain and the gang leader went for another punch, but Alex blocked it with his free arm. Alex jumped up and his leg thrusts met the attacker's face twice and when he landed he punched him square in the chest.
The leader backed up some and then spoke, "I'll teach you to mess with us, we are gonna make you suffer! Now come on you two worthless rejects let's roll."
His two followers who were already back on their feet left with him around the corner.
"Damn, nice way to start off in a new school. What did I get myself into?"
Later that same day a few RMS-7 members gathered for a meeting.
"So what are we going to do?" A kid going by the name of T said.
"We are going to hit that punk hard, we will make sure that he learns not to fuck with RMS. And we gonna have to do something so wicked that people don't think we goin' soft or nothing."
"How you plan on doing that?"
"Just killing him would be too easy, he wouldn't suffer for his mistake and he wouldn't have learned his lesson. Alright let me see... how about-what if we-nope-. Damn what would work? Hey I got the perfect solution for payback, we'll kill one of his parents. Then he will regret ever trying to be a hero and no one will try to attempt shit like what happened today again. So this is what we'll do..."
At that same moment at Alex's house his mom had just returned from work.
"So how did your first day go?" She asked.
"It went by without a hitch."
"Good, so did you meet anybody or make any friends?"
"More than I know what to do with."
"Well good for you honey, its nice to see that you are adjusting so well."
Alex went up to his room and attempted to do some homework, but there was one thing that kept plaguing him. Which was how would RMS retaliate?
"Its too bad that I know absolutely nothing about them, I guess tomorrow I'll have to try and meet some people."
Alex knew he shouldn't worry about things he couldn't control and went back to doing his homework. In homeroom the next day he decided to try to open up to people. He turned to a guy sitting next to him and decided to initiate the conversation.
"Hey, I'm Alex the new guy."
"Oh yeah, My name's Mike I could tell you were new. So you move here for sports?"
"No I-"
"Hold on I think I got it you were expelled from your last school?"
"Nope. Actually my family moved here because my dad's job forces us to move around often, but supposedly he said we'd be staying here for awhile."
"Wow I still can't believe you guys moved here, I mean don't your folks watch the news?"
"What do you mean?"
"Not here man, I'll talk to you about it later."
Mike was obviously worried about being overheard, but Alex wondered what he could say that could be so unsafe to mention in high school. Alex didn't try talking to anyone else until lunch a few periods later.
"Mind if I sit here?" Alex asked a girl who was obviously sitting alone.
"No go ahead."
"Hey, you're in my American Lit class right?"
"Uh huh I'm Stacey."
"I'm Alex."
"So why did your family move to Rota of all places?"
"My dad's job kinda forced us to move here."
"Oh."
"Can I ask you something?"
"Sure I guess."
"Um what do you know about RMS-7?"
"Listen I know you haven't been in Rota long, but you better learn what subjects to avoid or life will get tough pretty fast. Especially around the wrong people or you'll find some things out personally. Alex it was nice to meet you, but I've gotta go and see a teacher about something before lunch ends. See ya around and I hope you listened."
Alex watched as she trotted off and headed through the cafeteria doors.
"Whoa some subjects are pretty touchy around here."
Alex didn't bother talking to anyone else for the rest of the day and figured he should just assume the worst about the gang.
"We tailed the guy liked you told us," a gang member reported.
"And?" The leader demanded, as his voice was filled with impatience.
"We know the exact route this dude takes to and from work."
"Good then tomorrow we will execute the plan."
At home laying in his bed at night Alex began thinking to himself.
"RMS is a very delicate subject to people apparently. I guess I'll just have to hope that they aren't as serious about revenge as they seemed. Who am I tryin' to kid, I know they're plotting something, even if I'm not sure what it is. It all depends on how greatly they feel I've disrespected them. Hopefully I'll be able to avoid them long enough to come up with a plan."
He switched of his light and knew he was screwed, what possible plan could he come up with to get a whole gang off his back. However the following day he was able to successfully avoid running into any RMS members although doing so completely exhausted him. By the time he got home and into his room he was out like a light.
"Yo you ready to do this?" A bandana wearing gangster asked while gripping the steering wheel.
"Yeah let's do this," his accomplice replied as he cocked a gun.
The driver punched the gas and swerved to the right to jump ahead of another car. He sped up slightly and then braked abruptly. The car behind him slammed the brakes and the car screeched to a halt, almost hitting the RMS gang car. The teen wielding a gun hopped out his seat and walked to the driver's side of the other car.
"Hey what's your problem you could-" The driver shouted, but the gun made him shut up.
"Get out of the car."
"I've got money, that's what you want right? Just don't hurt me and I'll give it to you alright."
"Get into that alley now or I'll cap your ass!"
The gangster yanked opened the door and Alex's father stepped out the car, then they both walked into the alley.
"Turn around."
"Come on don't do this I got a family."
The teen reached into Mr. Bailey's back pocket and pulled out his wallet. Mr. Bailey turned and faced the punk.
"Oh good you're taking the money, so I guess you won't be-"
Two bullets, one in the head and the other in heart interrupted him and he dropped to the dingy alley floor. The teen didn't linger and bolted for the car, which immediately sped away.
"Alex wake up, I need to talk to you," his mother said with a wavering voice.
"Ugh do I have to get up now?"
"Yes, something happened."
Alex sat upright and wiped the crud out of his eyes.
"What is it?"
"Your father, he... he was lured away from his car and shot and killed in alley. I just got the news, I need to go down to the morgue to officially identify his body. After that I have to go to the police station to answer some questions I know you must be feeling confused and upset so I'll leave you alone for awhile so we can talk later."
His mother kissed him on the forehead and then left his room.
"Dad is dead. But what reason would anyone have to kill him and who could do this? We haven't even been in Rota a month so why would someone want to hurt him when he just got here? I know this just couldn't have been random."
At that moment Alex's thoughts turned to what the RMS leader said to him in retreat.
"I'll teach you to mess with us, we are gonna make you suffer..."
"I can't believe they would murder my father just to get back at me. Damn, why couldn't this stay between me and them. Well I'm going to do something, I'm not going to let them get away with this."
Alex left his room and climbed upstairs into the attic.
"What am I doing up here, I don't even know hat I'm looking for."
He rummaged through many more boxes before finally finding something worthwhile.
"Sweet, my old Halloween mask! With this RMS won't know who is attacking."
Alex donned the all black horror movie hockey mask and left a note saying he went out for a walk in order to clear his mind. Almost instantly he broke into full stride as he headed downtown, figuring that RMS members would be around there. It wasn't long after that when Alex heard a thunderous boom in the sky.
"Damn."
There was only deafening rumbling for a bit and then the rain finally fell and it came hard.
"Damn."
The rain and the rhythmic movements of his running made him lose track of time and where he was until he almost ran into a parking meter.
"Looks like I'm finally downtown, now to find some RMS punks."
Alex continued to walk another two blocks when he finally spotted a few suspicious persons up ahead. He ducked behind a car to see what was going on.
"Hurry the hell up and decide, you're gettin' us all soaking wet!" The seemingly always angry leader demanded.
"Can't this wait 'till tomorrow?" A short kid Hispanic begged.
"No, we've given you enough time already. You are like us, you should be in RMS-7, if you don't want to belong then you'll be dealt as all others are."
"Hold up, just give me a little more time."
"Time is up and your luck is about to be too--"
"Stop. You punks are going to leave him alone." Alex while pointing at the kid.
Everyone turned to find where the voice had come from.
"Who the hell is this idiot? Don't you know October is next month," a lackey jeered.
Someone closest to Alex tried strike him in the face with a kick, but Alex deftly avoided the attack. Grabbing the attacker's leg he slammed him into the concrete and then stomped hard onto his chest. Alex turned to find three more underlings ready to fight.
"All of you are going to pay. Be prepare to suffer for your sin."
Alex swung and a purple burst erupted from his hands, hitting one of them directly in the chest and knocking him out. Alex wasted no time and sent a bruising elbow to another's face and then taking him out with an uppercut. Alex felt a hard strike crash into his belly, then another in that same spot, and another, and another, but he was able to snap from his defensive languor and block one. However the punk wasn't done with his offensive assault and kneed Alex in the gut, nearly causing Alex to fall. He swung and hit Alex cheekbone brutally and landed some unblocked body punches. Alex blocked the next strike and did a spinning kick to smack his attacker in the face twice. While he still reeled from the attack Alex did a quick sweep kick and the punk hit the concrete hard enough not to get back up.
"What the hell are you some kind of freak? Well it doesn't matter I'm not gonna go out like those chumps you just waxed." The leader said as he pulled a gun from his back pocket.
"Ahh a gun!" The short kid shouted.
"The kid is still here, oh no." Alex thought to himself.
"Man I'm gonna off this short punk first."
Alex dashed toward the leader in an effort to stop him, but expectantly everything turned completely black. Three shots were fired immediately and then it stayed totally silent. Then as abruptly as the "blackout" occurred everything went back to normal. The kid was gone and the leader held the gun in his hand, but had it pointed at nothing.
"Shit he got away ugh-" The shooter said as Alex knocked the gun out of his hand. Alex landed two blows right to his nose and then elbowed him right after. Alex knocked him on his ass with a sweep kick and started to stomp away on the guy's ribs. However he was able to roll out of the way quickly and then slowly rose to his feet.
"Nobody punks Benny the Bandit like this! I don't care what I do, but I'm going to make sure you don't live to see the sun!" "Benny the Bandit's the best you could come up with?"
He ran at Alex and they exchanged a few punches, but Alex began blocking some strikes while, Benny kept swinging. Which led to a few repeated punches to the gang leader's face. Benny clasped his hands together and then whacked Alex furiously in the face. Benny head butted him and his head landed right between the eyes. Alex didn't slow down and kept fighting back. As Alex lunged for Benny's chest once again the strange purple light flashed and Benny was sent into a brick wall.
"This won't make up for his death, but it definitely helped big time in relieving some anger."
During the entire brawl the rain had not let up, but by now Alex was hardly aware of it. He pulled off his mask and started on his way back home. Traveling much slower than before he got home twenty minutes later.
"Oh Alex are you alright you're soaking wet. I was so worried after what happened tonight, I was thinking of going around looking for you."
"I'm fine, wet but fine I just had to take a walk and clear my head."
"Alright. So are you ready to talk?"
"Right now I just wanna catch some sleep ok."
"Sure I'm ready whenever you are."
Alex plodded up the stairs, weary from the fight and just plain tired. He yanked off his shoes and clothes and tossed them into a corner before getting into bed. As his head hit the pillow his thoughts turned to what had happened tonight.
"What were those purple flashes? Benny and his guys seemed to think they were coming from me. Hmm the flash came when I hit that one guy and it instantly knocked him unconscious. Then when I was fighting Benny it came again and launched him farther than humanly possible."
Alex stared down at the palms of his hands intently, but saw that they were no different than usual.
"What happened back there? I don't know what is going on anymore, my father was killed because of me and I'm shooting out purple shit strong enough to make people get tossed in the air. And what about that freaky ass blackout? I gotta figure this stuff out later I need some sleep.