The Dead Introduction

I am already living as if i am dead. But who am i? My name is Hatch Kibi. I am 32 years old and i am a vigilante... "The Pale Emotionless Vigilante" is the name they gave me, but i do think that it should be changed.

Living as a vigilante has been hard, especially when you become famous. This has been a very bad and dead introduction, but long story short i am currently in hiding and running away from the police. Nowadays i find it difficult to find targets that will satisfy my need for murder, the petty crime committing small time regular humans are harder to find, since they have been hiding from me. That only leaves me with one option, one risky option at that. That is to find an ability user.

The Butcher, was his name..

a very powerful user that could easily dissect and remove the body parts of his enemies. He could chop them up while fighting and removing their skin to allow the muscle fiber to be seen and ultimately easily slicing the muscles and besting his enemies. Can i beat him? Not normally. But i found his weakness.. he can only use his ability when he has a knife or a weapon. That is why he carries it on his belt.

"Where is the next body? I need to finish this quickly and butcher a cow, my little daughter loves her beef!"

I don't like how hard it is to slice through this tissue, it would make blood pop out. I guess i need a break.

While coming back from the store to buy some cleaning supplies i felt bloodlust directed towards me, but i knew that i would win so there was no need to be scared.

"There he is!"

I said to myself sitting on a rooftop observing the clueless man not knowing his fate.

I waited and waited and finally i saw a hole in his belt. With a fishing rod i was able to quickly snatch it. Leaving the man unequipped with no weapon. He was weak, worthless and most of all cowardly.

Just without having a weapon i could easily kill him, but strangely enough i didn't. I stopped, it just didn't seem right. Even though he was a bad person and an outright piece of filth to anyone but his daughter, i thought that she should have a father. No matter what, i couldn't take that from her.

"Spare me, spare me! I will do anything for you. Do you want money? Women? Anything just ask.. but please spare me..!"

Anything you say?

Yes, yes. Anything

he said looking relieved.

"Then give me information on small time ability users." i said in a relaxing tone.

Just that? That's all you need?

"Yeah, that's all"

It may be stupid for me to ask, but what do you need it for?

"To hunt."

The Butcher gave me a list of some users.

The list followed 3 people..

1. Tah Lora, her ability creates impenetrable bubbles making her practically impossible to beat, but her flaw is that she cannot attack in any way, shape or form.

2. Fal Ric, his ability had to do with textiles, he could create any type of clothes or shoes that gave buffs. Like a speed increase or weight reduction. He was trained in karate and is known to have personal bodyguards that are professional ability users.

3. Blu Mixe, a teenager that can borrow an animal's power for an hour if touched. There is no flaw from this person, but if i want to beat him too, i need to be lucky.

Choosing which one to first kill is difficult because i do not know what my odds of winning are. I guess the first would have to be the most filthy out of all them. And that is Fal Ric. Fal Ric is known to have used his reputation to get away with fraud. The fraud he is committing in terms of numbers would side with tens of millions. And the worst of all is that he engages in buying big bulk amounts of drugs and using it to frame and blackmail innocent lives with.

He was in a meeting discussing his plans with his fellow business partners, though they discussed how to make a profit for all, it looked as if they were getting scammed out of their money.

I watched their meeting with caution, and saw that the time kept passing. The clock passed and hours went by, but they were still discussing. I wanted to poison him. No matter how strong he is, or how much security he has, he will die if poisoned. But, what poison could i, a civilian buy? Hydrochloric acid. hydrochloric acid exists in a person's stomach to help digest food. But if hydrochloric acid is in a gas state and has a percentage of 0.035 in concentration it can cause difficulty in breathing and eventually killing a person in 10 minutes or less. It's basic chemistry that you can learn in school. I sneaked to the air conditioner and placed the hydrochloric acid in the back to help the air conditioner suck it up and spit the hydrochloric acid back up directly to them unnoticed.

I talked about how they called me "the pale emotionless vigilante" but i do not like that name. So i left a note.. the note said..

"I would like my name to be changed, how about you call me the hunter. The prey should at least know that i am coming for them. Or else it won't be exciting." I left the note and quickly sneaked away. Fal Ric died in pain, but before he died i came close to him and showed him the middle finger, with his last bit of power..

"Devil.. i am going to hell aren't i?"

No, you are going somewhere worse.

With my need of murder satisfied, i had no reason to be there. Now that more people knew of my existence, and they knew what to call me, this was the end of the dead introduction.