Chapter 4

"It's time"

I said to Jess. It was 8:00 at night the next day. I was wearing a black hoodie unzipped with a white v-neck T-shirt. I had on dark blue jeans and black and white Nikes. I had been gathering information over the summer along with practicing my powers. I had learned of a small cocaine operation based out of an old warehouse. I was gonna go down there, fuck some shit up, rough up the head of the operation and see what I can learn from him.

"Ok," Jessica said from where she was sitting at the edge of the bed. "I don't necessarily like the idea of you hurting people but… I understand that you need some retribution." She got up and walked over to me, she put her arms around my neck and pulled me down to look her in the eyes. "But do me a favor and try not to lose who you are in this war… ok?" I could tell from the look in her eyes and the sound of her voice that she was worried that I would become something horrible and I could understand that fear.

"Princess, I promise you that I won't let this get to my head and that I'll still be the same guy I am now when this is all said and done." I said those words with confidence but I'd be lying if I said I believed them completely. The truth is I had no idea what I was getting myself into.

"Ok… just be careful, just because you have powers doesn't mean you're invincible." She said, giving me a deep kiss on the lips. I felt bad that I was gonna be putting her through so much stress, but I felt like I had to avenge my mom. She was completely innocent and she didn't deserve to die like that.

"I will princess, I promise." I gave her one more heartfelt kiss and made my way out the door.

2 hours later

I made it to the warehouse. It was pretty big and there were at least 25 guys around all armed with guns. I had two choices I could try to stick to the shadows and take out only those who were specifically in between me and the head of the operation. Alternatively, I could go in loud with my powers blazing. I thought long and hard on how I was gonna go about this and I decided… to go in powers blazing. I'm just not patient enough for the type of delicateness stealth requires.

I jumped down from the roof I was on and speed ran over to the warehouse. I saw a guard standing in front of the entrance and I ran up and kicked him in the chest, the speed at which I was running made the kick a lot harder. He slammed into the wall and I heard a sickening crunch. I stopped for a second to take in the fact that I just killed somebody. I was just standing there staring at his body, and yet for some reason I didn't feel bad. I felt surprised sure, but I didn't feel any guilt. What does that mean about me as a person? Am I a cold hearted killer deep down? I decided to figure that out later, I had a job to do right now.

I walked over to his body and took his pistol off of him. I played around with it until I figured out how to eject the magazine. After all I had never used a gun before. I slid the mag back inside and checked the dead guy for more. He had five more magazines on him, I took them off of him and put them in my "inventory" space. It was kinda like how videogame characters pull stuff out of nowhere. After I did that I walked inside and yelled, "Hey assholes! The bitch is back!" Well that caught their attention, five guys turned to me and they shot the hell outta me. I mean seriously, just bullet after bullet after bullet, I thought they would never stop. I fell to the ground and looked up at the sky, I figured I was gonna die if I didn't do something. I focused on my wounds and made tiny little invisible platforms to push the bullets out of my body. After that I sped up the time it took for my wounds to heal. In seconds I was back on my feet.

I gave a dark chuckle and yelled, "Oh you guys fucked up big time!" I speed ran up to the first guy and clotheslined him. I heard his neck snap, I kept running to the next guy, I jumped up and kneed him in the face. I pulled up my pistol and I was about to fire a shot at another guy but the safety was still on. "Well shit." I exclaimed. Thinking quickly, I threw the pistol at him and put an invisible platform under him and threw him in the air, he came back down on his neck and didn't move again. I ran into a room and hid behind the door and tried to figure out how to get the fucking safety off this damn gun.

"Oh c'mon ya fuckin piece of shit, how do I… work… this… thing?" I looked up into the room and I froze. There were ten guys staring at me with confused looks on their faces.

"Hey guys, how's it hangin?" I said with a nervous chuckle at the end.

"Fuck this nigga up!" One of the thugs said, and all the guys responded by raising their guns and firing. At the same time I raised my hands and put a shield in front of me to block the bullets. I speed ran around the shield and punched one of the thugs in the face and grabbed the uzi out of his hands. I flipped it around and shot him five times in the chest. I turned to the left and saw a guy who just noticed that I moved and was aiming his gun at me, I threw an invisible barrier at him and made it carry him to the wall where it crushed him. I aimed my gun at another guy to my left and fired a spray of bullets at him, of the seven shots that fired only three hit him, he got hit once in the shoulder and twice in the chest. I ran up to another guy I kicked him in his chest and that sent him flying into another guy I emptied the rest of my clip into both of them. "This bitch is too fast." One of the guys yelled.

"You a bitch, bitch." I yelled back at him. I ran at him and uppercut him in the jaw. His head snapped back and I heard his neck snap. "Watch ya mouth 'necks' time, ha." I love puns.

One guy got a shot off on me and hit me in the back five times. "Really dude? I'm gonna fuck you up." I ran at the guy and grabbed his face and slammed his head into the wall. I heard his skull crack as his blood splattered against the wall. I picked up a pistol off the ground and used it to shoot at another guy, he ducked out of the way and ran behind a wall for some cover. While I was focused on him another guy came up behind me and hit me in the back of the head with his rifle. I fell to the ground and the guy lifted the rifle over his head to bash my face in but I put a shield in front of me and hit him with a time bubble and froze him in place. I had a really cool idea, I emptied the rest of the clip into the bubble and when time played for him again all the bullets slammed into him at the same time. The guy that ran behind cover popped out from behind the wall and fired three shots into my chest before I managed to get a shield in front of me. I sped up my own perception to allow me to react lightning fast. I pulled up my pistol and shot the bullets he was firing out of the air with my own bullets. When he saw this he freaked out and started running.

"Ha, pussy." I said, and fired four shots into his back and turned my attention to the last guy. He was hiding behind a desk in the back of the room. He looked no older than 16, he was light-skin, kinda scrawny, and he was clearly scared shitless. I looked into his eyes and I saw total encompassing fear. I had two choices I could let him walk away and probably turn his life around or I could end him right here and make a point that no one in this gang was safe.

AN: Sup peoples, I'm Willsofunny. This author's note is kinda late into the story but I figured I should mention that this is my very first story to be read by anyone other than me. With that being said, I'd really appreciate any reviews on how you're liking the story so far and any critiques you guys and girls have. Thanks :)