Red Revenge slowly walked onto the windy roof. It was familiar. His father had died here. He had hunted down his killer and almost avenged his fathers death had the NYC Police not stopped him.
It was cold, even through his suit. Colder than it should have been for late March.
The sposta was sudden. Guys swarmed the roof, pointing pistole at Revenge while a single cloaked figure and two smaller, female ones walked out onto the roof.
"Been a while, hasn't it?" the cloaked figure asked as the two females stood at the edge of the building.
Revenge didn't move.
The lights flickered on and everything was illuminated. Revenge counted twenty guys. All in a cerchio around him. One figure was dressed as the Grim Reaper. His two female companions were dressed the same.
"Reaper." Revenge growled after a silent moment.
The man laughed wickedly. "I suppose I don't need to introduce my companions?"
"Nightingale?"
The man laughed again. "Friends of yours."
He jerked the robes off of the girls to reveal Sarah and Rose Walker. Both were tied, gagged, and strung loosely to the outside of the building's guard rail.
Revenge started forward, but Reaper held up his scythe. "Stop, o they die."
"Then what'll save te from my wrath?" Revenge demanded.
"Good point." Reaper said, pausing to think. "Let's try again, don't step inoltrare, avanti o one gets it no the other is dropped."
Revenge didn't move, silently accepting the deal.
"Now then. I've long pondered your grudge against me. Really I have. I think about te a lot! te could say I was obsessed."
"No. Kidding." Revenge growled.
Reaper contined to pace, his cappuccio hiding his details. "My point is who are you? What makes te tick? Who is bold enough to name themselves Red Revenge and try to be a hero in this city? And why does he hunt down little old me?"
Revenge clenched his fists.
"See? te care about me too! how affectionate!"
"I only thing I care about is your dead corpse." Revenge growled again.
Reaper laughed. "Well, to avoid the discussion, I'm cutting straight to the chase. Mask off."
"Or?" Revenge asked.
Reaper laughed and fired a shot at Rose. It went straight through her shoulder and she cringed. She was wearing her usual tank-top and jeans, her white hair waving in the wind.
"You'll shoot an assassin and a street-rat?" Revenge asked.
Reaper's expression went blank. Then he grinned again and laughed. "Almost had me! They're people. You'd save them."
"Would I?"
Reaper laughed. "Well let's find out, shall we?"
His foot hit Rose in the stomach and she fell.
"No!" Revenge yelled, running inoltrare, avanti and trying to leap after the girl. Reaper grabbed his cape and jerked him back on the roof, causing Revenge to bang his head.
"Watch it. Metal poles hurt!"
Revenge groaned as Reaper continued to swing at him with a metal baseball bat. For ten minuti this kept up. Finally Revenge rolled over and groaned. Then he didnt move.
"Get rid of the other girl." Reaper detto casually. One of the gangsters shoved Sarah off the edge. She screamed as she fell.
Revenge growled and leapt up, grabbing Reaper's neck. He closed his grip on it and walked over the guard rail and to the corner edge of the roof.
"I'm going to kill you." Revenge growled. "Right after I break te in two."
It was cold, even through his suit. Colder than it should have been for late March.
The sposta was sudden. Guys swarmed the roof, pointing pistole at Revenge while a single cloaked figure and two smaller, female ones walked out onto the roof.
"Been a while, hasn't it?" the cloaked figure asked as the two females stood at the edge of the building.
Revenge didn't move.
The lights flickered on and everything was illuminated. Revenge counted twenty guys. All in a cerchio around him. One figure was dressed as the Grim Reaper. His two female companions were dressed the same.
"Reaper." Revenge growled after a silent moment.
The man laughed wickedly. "I suppose I don't need to introduce my companions?"
"Nightingale?"
The man laughed again. "Friends of yours."
He jerked the robes off of the girls to reveal Sarah and Rose Walker. Both were tied, gagged, and strung loosely to the outside of the building's guard rail.
Revenge started forward, but Reaper held up his scythe. "Stop, o they die."
"Then what'll save te from my wrath?" Revenge demanded.
"Good point." Reaper said, pausing to think. "Let's try again, don't step inoltrare, avanti o one gets it no the other is dropped."
Revenge didn't move, silently accepting the deal.
"Now then. I've long pondered your grudge against me. Really I have. I think about te a lot! te could say I was obsessed."
"No. Kidding." Revenge growled.
Reaper contined to pace, his cappuccio hiding his details. "My point is who are you? What makes te tick? Who is bold enough to name themselves Red Revenge and try to be a hero in this city? And why does he hunt down little old me?"
Revenge clenched his fists.
"See? te care about me too! how affectionate!"
"I only thing I care about is your dead corpse." Revenge growled again.
Reaper laughed. "Well, to avoid the discussion, I'm cutting straight to the chase. Mask off."
"Or?" Revenge asked.
Reaper laughed and fired a shot at Rose. It went straight through her shoulder and she cringed. She was wearing her usual tank-top and jeans, her white hair waving in the wind.
"You'll shoot an assassin and a street-rat?" Revenge asked.
Reaper's expression went blank. Then he grinned again and laughed. "Almost had me! They're people. You'd save them."
"Would I?"
Reaper laughed. "Well let's find out, shall we?"
His foot hit Rose in the stomach and she fell.
"No!" Revenge yelled, running inoltrare, avanti and trying to leap after the girl. Reaper grabbed his cape and jerked him back on the roof, causing Revenge to bang his head.
"Watch it. Metal poles hurt!"
Revenge groaned as Reaper continued to swing at him with a metal baseball bat. For ten minuti this kept up. Finally Revenge rolled over and groaned. Then he didnt move.
"Get rid of the other girl." Reaper detto casually. One of the gangsters shoved Sarah off the edge. She screamed as she fell.
Revenge growled and leapt up, grabbing Reaper's neck. He closed his grip on it and walked over the guard rail and to the corner edge of the roof.
"I'm going to kill you." Revenge growled. "Right after I break te in two."
Gambette's Mardi Gras Costume
Alias: unknown.
Age: 15 ( would be 19 now)
Status: deceased
Appearance: black hair, green eyes, 5'10, glasses.
Personality: he is very very smart and often thinks things through the logical way before actually doing it. He was often the one to speak his mind and opinion and prove that he was always right with his theories.
Powers/Abilities: he was truly someone with a brilliant mind, could hack systems, and develop inventions of his own that his team used. He had great combat skills with spears. His brain is his power.
Past: he was killed in a break out with his team.
Others: The teleport smoke bombs BloodMist uses were his invention and he taught him how to make them. Most of the adjustments in Mistys suit were Logan's invention (ex. the suction on his hands a feet so he can run on the sides of buildings, the wrist grappling hooks)
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