Chapter One: Flame Trailer
"All right! We got the money! Let's move!" One of the members of a criminal gang yelled to his companions as they ran towards their getaway vehicle, a van with "Unmarked Van" written on its side was parked in a nearby ally.
"Trust me, the cops are the least of your worries!" a new voice shouted from a rooftop. He jumped down, landing on top of the vehicle and causing the roof to cave in.
"Who the Hell are you supposed to be?" one of the thugs inquired. The masked figure's intimidating presence immediately left, replaced with that of a somewhat comedic one.
"Come on! Seriously? None of you have heard of me? The mysterious vigilante who stops crime and defends the innocent. Ring any bells?" All this did was cause the criminals to glance confused at one another and shrug, shaking their heads.
"Well then, I suppose I'll just have to beat it into your thick skulls" the vigilante said, suddenly pulling out a grapnel gun and firing it at one of the thugs. The hook closed when it reached him, grabbing onto the collar of his shirt, pulling him into the vigilante's fist and knocking him out cold. The other robbers, realizing they were outmatched, tried to make a run for it. "And where do you think your going?" The masked man asked, pulling out a lighter. The moment he flicked it open, a wall of flame appeared and blocked the thieves only escape route.
Deciding they had no choice but to fight, the thugs charged him. "So we're doing this the hard way? Fine by me," the vigilante said, drawing the two tiger hook swords he had on back. He quickly flipped over one of the thugs, grabbing him with the hooks a slamming him into the ground before aiming it one of them at his face. The end of the sword opened up and a round of Dust flew out of the opening, knocking him out.
Two more of the robbers got up the guts to fight him. The two of them tried to punch him in the face. He dodged out of the way of their attack which lead to them punching each other in the face instead. While they were stunned he tossed the two swords up into the air and hit their heads together. He caught the swords as the two of them stumbled back and shot them.
The other opponents finally remembered they had guns and drew them, but before they could fire a shot, a thick cloud of smoke created by a smoke bomb filled the alley, blinding them as well as causing them to go into a coughing fit. All that could he heard through the cloud was coughing, screaming, guns being fired randomly, and the sound of bones breaking. When the smoke cleared there was only one thug left, the others lying on the ground arms and or legs bent in ways they never should.
Before the last criminal had a chance to run, the tiger hook swords transformed into double barrel shotgun. It fired, knocking the man to the ground. In a matter of seconds, he was pinned to the ground by the blades on the pommels of the two swords. "The way I see it you have two options. One: you turn take all this money back to the bank and turn yourself in, or two: you end up like your friends. Either way you go to jail. How many broken bones you have when you go there is your choice." The thief, completely terrified to the point where he wet himself, said he would turn himself in. "Oh, and if the cops ask who did this to your buddies, tell them it was The Flaming Shadow."
Off in the distance, an explosion could be heard. "So much for rest," he groaned, grappling up onto a nearby rooftop.
So, what do you think of the character. I know it's not that good, but hey, it's something. If you couldn't guess, the explosion was the one Torchwick caused in episode one. Thanks for reading!
