Chapter 7

[Past]

"I don't have a good back story", I said to the priest

My gut insisted on going to the priest, due to the fact that I was the Vigilante.

"Can you tell me your back story?", said Father Cheviot.

"Whats there to tell? I gave you all the info. What do you want me to do?"

Cheviot let out a huge sigh.

"Will. You had a hard time growing up. What I see is a man who had to mature. He's efficient, sarcastic and malicious. This is to be expected from somebody with his terrible past. He was born and grew up in a broken family in a large community, he lived without worry until he was about 5 years old, but at that point everything changed. He lost his mother in a car accident and was abandoned by his father. With a new found love, being that he was adopted, he had to survive in a pitiless world. But with his courage and fighting skills, he managed to face all obstacles and overcome all odds. This has turned him into the man he is today. With the skills learned in the past, he now works on helping people. By doing so, he hopes to start life over on a good note and finally find peace of mind he has never had."

"That sums it up Cheviot. What if my adoptive parents hadn't found me? I would be out right now doing crime", I said near tears.

"Your guardian angel is watching over you. What ever obstacles you face, you will find a way through them. Nothing is too challenging when you put your mind to it."

[Present]

"Who is she?", Margaret asked.

"I don't know. She is wearing a mask", I replied as I crawled over to the back door.

The Shock yanked the arrow from his arm. Blood poured from the wound. He ran towards the back door. I tried to stop him but he vanished in thin air. The woman ran away from the store. Margaret and I chased her. She managed to climb onto a roof. From there she jumped roof to roof.

"Who was she?", Margaret gasped.

"Apparently a vigilante", I said gasping for air.

She had the same acrobatics as I did. Who was she? How did she know that we would be attacked by this guy known as The Shock?

"There's something going on. Why are all these villains attacking us at work? Why not in the open like regular villains?", I questioned.

"Maybe there is something that we don't know. Call Josh. Tell him to keep his guard up."

We walked back to the store. Why was I even working at a place that is never busy? But it was only ten o clock in the morning. Something strange was going on.

"Lock the doors!", I yelled to Margaret.

"Why?!?!", she asked.

"There are armed Military guards coming!"

Walking in front of them was a guy with mixed skin. His eyes were glowing blue.

"Holy crap!!", Margaret said.

"What is it? Who is he?", I panicked.

"That's Michael! The guy from H.A.N.D!"

TO BE CONTINUED...