Bad Hero
Edythe lives in Chelsea, close to Hudson River bay, and getting to my place from there, would be, mhm... What is the word again?... Crazy.
In the end I decided to spent my evening with a group of people I hate that have their base in Chelsea too. I can't let bad guys move around freely in my girlfriend's neighborhood, can I?
After telling Sean and Mia, that they should eat dinner without me, I put on a clown mask on my face, ruffled my hair and put ancient clothes, that would make anyone believe I was from medieval America.
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[1823hrs.]
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A perfect two hours before my luck ends.
I moved close to the coast and I quickly found the house I was looking for. The residential house had two floors and looked fancy just like any other house in Chelsea.
Most people who pass through the house usually ignore the collection of cars, parked around the house and I could count about forty cars. Even the celebrities that stay in Beverly Hills don't own that many cars.
The people who live on this house are 'Bad Heroes', a group of Supernaturals who awakened as Heroes, who use their abilities to commit crimes.
I am no hero, but like what I said before, "I don't want anything to happen to Edythe."
Ding– Dong–!
After ringing the doorbell, two blond haired men, wearing navy blue suits, opened the the door. "Who are you?"
"Your friendly neighborhood ghost, who came to buy the juice." I said with a hose voice that would make people believe, I was really an adult with a short height.
Since the two blond man were taller than me, they twisted their faces, while looking at the top of my head and the slightly handsome said, "Let me search you first."
I raised both my hands in the air and the moment he tried touching me, I sent a taekwondo front kick towards his face, making him crush towards the house.
Click–!
The sounds of guns being loaded echoed through the air, as a group of people holding guns, surrounded me. Looking at them one could tell that there are gangsters without a doubt in their minds.
TAP TAP TAP.
Footsteps echoed through the well paved doorway and I turned my back to meet with a familiar face. An Italian super handsome man with wavy short brown hair and green eyes, who would make guys like me look like catfish in comparison.
An athletic built body that looked like it went through a lot of battles and the tattoos on his hand gave off a real gangster vibe.
'Ghost Eye.'
===[Status]===
Name: Kenzo LaRosa
Ability: Smoke
Ability Grade: A
Strength: 72 (B)
Agility: 53 (C)
Stamina: 70 (B)
Intelligence: 31 (B)
Supernatural Energy: 69 (C)
Skills.
Poison resistance.
– Unaffected by any type of poison.
Bad Breath.
– Can release poisonous smoke from the mouth.
Smoke Clones.
– Can make three clones of the user.
Smoke hands
– Can use telekinesis to move one object at a time.
[Skill Locked.]
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Kenzo LaRasa a wanted criminal by the New York Police Department and the New York Hero Union, for selling drugs that a mixed with botox to the public. His murder count is higher than that of the Villains that took over Brooklyn.
Kenzo has a wide range of connections and if he is put in jail today, someone would bail him out by the end of tomorrow. Drug dealing is not the only thing he does, as he kidnaps Heroes with low ability grades and sell them to Super Stone mines.
In the past life he tried to kidnapped Mia and ended up being hunted by her fiance, but unlucky for Kenzo he ended up burnt to death.
With a serious tone, "Kenzo LaRosa, move out of New York and you will be able to keep your life in the future."
All the gangsters burst into a pit of laughter. Kenzo made a mocking smile, as he voiced out, "Me! Move out of New York! Who do you think you are!? To tell me such a crazy thing!"
Kenzo raised his left hand and the gangsters started shooting at me with their guns, but the bullets passed through to kill some of their other members, since I was already using Ghost transformation.
"Stop!" The gangsters stopped shooting at the leader's command and he walked towards me, "He is no ordinary guy," Kenzo took out a short sword his subordinate handed him, "Prepare to die clown face!"
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Power short Sword.
Item Rank: Rare
Item Description: Increase critical hit damage by three.
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Walking around with a Rare Rank item, making it look cool, when I only hold Mythical Items or higher. Shame on him.
Kenzo made three clones of himself, which dashed towards me, before releasing a ball of purple smoke from their mouths.
Seeing that I didn't move the original Kenzo laughed, before saying, "What are you!? An idiot! Say hie to the Devil for me!"
"You are the idiot," I calmly said as the purple smoke cleared away, "You didn't even do anything to me."
The gang leader's face become more flustered, as he raised his hands in my direction, probably trying to use 'Smoke hands' on me, making his face more miserable, "Just what are you? Are you some sort of hologram, set to scare us of?"
"I told you to get out of New York before," I stated coldly at him, as my feet moved slowly in his direction, "But you didn't take it to mind, so now prepare to DIE."
Seeing that my ocean blue eyes reflected no ounce of pity, Kenzo started sweating violently, as he stepped back, "What are you waiting for idiots!? Kill him now!"
"If any of you dare move an inch, you are joining your boss in hell."
Listening to my cold words the gangsters didn't even try to make a move and stood silently, making their boss' expression even more dreadful as he begged on the ground.
"Please don't kill me! If you want money then, I will give you!"
"Money?" I paused my steps and twisted my face underneath my mask, "How much do you have?"
"He he," A wicked smile was all over Kenzo's face, "Die!"
The three clones he made before came with their short swords aiming to cut me in half.
Swish–!
One of the clones passed through me and now it was only and Kenzo, since the clones vanished.
"This for Mia." I performed a taekwondo axe kick on Kenzo's head, breaking it apart when it touched the ground.
"Now the robbing." A smile formed on my face, as I looked at the house behind me.