Hate Spawn’s 2# A Night of Hate

"I can't remember who I am but I know I'm here to do something." said Hate Spawn he said walking down an alley.

"Give me all your money now or I'll shoot you." a thug said pointing a gun at a woman.

"Please don't hurt me! I'll give you anything you want just please don't kill me." the lady said in a panic.

"Anything? The you should start by giving me that purse." he said.

"Hey pal leave the lady alone!" said Hate Spawn waking up behind the thug.

"What do you want you burnt pile of ash. Look at yourself. You look like a bonfire." he said looking into his eyes.

"Look I've asked politely but know it seems I'm going to have to show you no mercy." replied Hate Spawn igniting his body with flame and taking his hand and starting to burn his hands off.

"Wahhhhhh!!! My hands you sick-!" said the thug taking a swing at him. Hate spawn picked the guy up and slammed him into the wall and then walked over to where he fell down.

"Consider this a reminder not to touch things that don't belong to you." he said standing over the thug and then walking over the the lady picked up the purse and handed it to her.

"Thank you so much. Who are you?" she replied scared. Hate Spawn didn't reply and walked out of the alley and into the night.

"Ahhh!" he screamed in pain as he remembered something about his past. His name. He remembered he was Hate Spawn!

"My memories are coming back. I was someone or something before this. I just don't know what exactly." said Hate Spawn to himself. Then picking himself up he walked away wandering aimlessly through the city.

To be continued in War Of The X's...