Probation for a Killer! Nov 15, 2021 9:45:06 GMT -5
Post by Mr. Moon on Nov 15, 2021 9:45:06 GMT -5
It was early morning in the middle of autumn and the heavens were hidden behind a thick layer of dark, murky clouds, that were releasing their gift of heavy rain upon the streets bellow. It was a time during which normal person never set a foot in the streets, as most people were still sleeping in their beds, while the unfortunate few that weren´t were smart enough to stay under the roof. Yet there he was, tall figure dressed in dark suit, with a hat hiding his face walked through the side alleys of Loguetown. His walking cane hitting the pavement in regular rhythm. He wasn´t so uncommon sight in this city. The locals even started building legends around him. Crying Man, murderous ghost, that was appearing during times like this to punish criminals and infidels with his blade. H was serial killer. One, that already claimed his fair share of lives yet was good enough in his line of business, that no one ever caught him. Actually, most of the local law enforcement didn´t even believe he existed as the running theory was, that people were using his legend to settle their own scores and mask their own crimes. Actually, more than one person was already sentenced for crimes committed by this man, for he was more than real and right now he was hunting.
His newest target was a real bad guy. Mobster that part of bigger gang living from collecting ransom from small businessmen. Ironically enough, Michael wouln´t really care if not for the fact, that he broke his word to his victims. He collected the money in exchange for a protection, yet wasn´t keeping his end of the deal, leaving these who payed him without any help against other criminals. Betrayal like that was punishable by death in Michael´s eyes and so he waited in the shadows till Marcus, which was his name, leaved the inn he was drinking the whole night. And so, as the large man was stumbling through the streets, too drunk to realize it was raining, his killer moved to. Following him into the darkness, silently releasing the slim blade that was hidden in his cane.
“Ikazuchi no Kata: Shidensen!”
Moving faster than human eye could see, the killer ran around his victim, slashing him across the backs, without even slowing down. Disappearing from the sight, Michael reappeared a two steps in front of Marcus, who just realized, that his legs betrayed him as he fell to the ground. It wasn´t pleasant and he wanted to scream, but before he could, Michael´s blade found it´s way to his heart, quite literally.
Not even a muscle moved in his dark, cold face, as the killer cleared his blade and hid it back inside his cane, before walking away from the crime scene.