I tried to be normal once.It ended like everything else I have been a part of. In blood shed.It ended with massive amounts of blood shed.Somehow I managed to survive.I'm a survivor.I have survived against all odds on dozens of occasions.I should have died in all those scenarios.Sometimes I wish I had died in those scenarios.Maybe she would still be alive if had died before meeting.No..not if,she would still be alive if hadn't meet me.It really is all my felt.Perhaps that's why I go on suicide missions.Maybe one day I will get what I deserve.Maybe one day it will be me that bites the dust for what I've done.
It all started as a normal day.I was doing a hired hit.It was on some guy that took the life of a millionaire couple's child.They hired me because the man was able to walk away with just house arrest.I'm not sure how he got away with murder or how the parents knew about me.It didn't matter.They hired me to not just kill him but torture him for his sins.It was night. He lived in a small rich suburban .He had pretty nice house.I ran the side of his house.Then I knocked on the side of the house,he came and opened the window.Just like was hoping he would do. He looked out the window to search for what caused the loud noise.Managing to miss me in his field of sight.Ahhh,was the sound when I snatched him through the window and he snapped his leg bones clear through his skin.He passed out from the pain.He woke up to find me staring at him from underneath my combat helmet.He started to sob "What do you want.I'll get you anything." I couldn't care less for the pleading of a child killer.We were in his basement,so nobody could hear his cry for help.He was also tied to a chair.
He was defenseless just like the child he had slaughtered. I yanked his right leg's bone out of him and tossed it against the wall.His screaming was annoying,so I activated my helmet's built in radio.The music drowned his screaming as I sliced through his right leg with my claws.Blood spurted out onto my helmet.I whipped it off my helmet and smeared it on his face.I then I gorged out his right eye with my claws.Punched him in the jaw and sent him and the chair crashing to the ground.I then curb stomped his skull in.I then left,I actually refused the pay of the grieving parents.I then went to the bar that I used to find contracts at.That's when I met her.
She was a cute,blond with short hair.She was a waitress, very outgoing and spunky.Out of my league,even before the accident that turned me into a killing machine."Nice hotters." A barley,large biker exclaimed to the woman."Excuse me,you better watch your tongue." She shouted back. He got up and lunged at her.At first I wasn't going to get into it but then I remembered where I was.This was a cold hearted place.I saw the man grab a hold of her and charged at him.I tackled him over the bar counter.We both stood up at the same time and he grabbed a bottle and cracked it over my helmet.It had no effect on me.I knocked him out with an uppercut.I jumped over the counter and returned to my corner of the shady bar.She then approached me,without me noticing."Thanks for saving me back there.Drinks are on the house for you." She said, I was to busy rusting my mind with my eyes closed."You know that most people usually listen to the people that they save,right?" She questioned me in a joking manner. I snapped my eyes open. "Wait are you talking to me or.." I asked,completely confused. "Yes.Drinks are free for you.Wait never mind,where are my manners?My name is Jenna and I will be buying you lunch tomorrow." I wasn't really sure what to do or what was going on.I'm not really sure what happened but somehow I ended up with a lunch date.
Somehow she found my social awkwardness "adorable".I found her enthusiasm and spirit charming.So I guess you could say we hit it off.The one thing that bothers me though is that she asked for my name and I gave it to her.But now I can't remember my name.We went on date after date. Until eventually she wanted to move in I was fine with that, but the warehouse was still just a warehouse.That's when I fixed it up to what it is today.My house.Everything was going well too well.Somehow I had to know that this kind of happiness couldn't last forever.
I had given up my career as a hitman for hire.I did it for her.She loved me even though my right was hideously scared and had a giant six carved into my back.I even dressed in regular clothes for her and put my mercenary equipment away.She had me promise on her life that I wouldn't go back to my old ways. Then I began to found notes in random places around the warehouse.Each more cryptic then the next.I thought if someone broke in I could handle them.I was wrong.One silent night,the worst life of my life I heard a noise.I went to investigate it. There was nothing there. I went back to bed to find Jenna laying in a pool of her own blood. Her throat had been slit in her sleep.
I broke down and begin to scream and cry uncontrollably.I went and got one of my hand guns from the room that would later become my armory.I crept back into the bedroom and placed the barrel of the gun in my mouth,pointed it up and fired. My brains splashing on to the ceiling.I woke up.I woke up from blowing my own fcking brains out! I should haved died next to her but there I was as good as new after putting a bullet through my skull five hours ago.
Then the unexpected happened, a man in a spec ops suit suddenly appeared in front of me.He laid a hand on my right should and then we were on skyscraper.He then sent me flying back with a drop kick.I almost spiraled off the ledge to take a 1,969 ft fall.The man then disappeared out of my sight."Now,your going to die like that whore."The inadvisable figure stated. I went into a berserk when I heard him call Jenna a whore.I began to wildly swing at the air hoping to hit.It was pointless,he dropped me to my knees by slicing the back of my knees.Blood ran down my leg,as the rain washed it away.Blood splashed revealing the parts of the man covered in my blood.He then stealthed. Revealing dual long swords.My chest had been cut open in the form of an x. He then spartan kicked me in the jaw.Shattering my jaw."You know it was a lot of fun killing that blonde slut." He said without any compassion.I blacked out. I.I didn't know at the time that I was a werewolf.So it came as a surprise when I woke up to see his lifeless body torn in half and his skull mauled revealing bone and even his brain was slipping out a bit.Now I know that he had tried to lunge at me but I wolfed out and caught him in mid air.I thrusted his upper torso into my wolf mouth and began to chew on him.Grinding up his skull with my teeth,blood and mangled flesh dripping out of my mouth.I then grasped a hold of his legs.I pulled my head back as I pushed his legs foward,tearing him in half.
Next thing I know is that.I'm watching her funeral from a distance. I couldn't even bare myself to go to her tombstone.After her funeral ended.I went to turn myself into the cops.I just wanted to end it all.They tried to interrogate me, but I remained silent. They had heard of my reputation for being a dark hearted hitman and knew that I was a loner,an outside.So they thought it would be cute to give me nickname, and that nickname was Darksider.They escorted me to the heavily guarded prison yard.Everybody was starring at me.I was ready to use them to take my own life using them as my weapon.
I began by punching a hole through one guy's stomach and wrapped his insides around the neck of the guy standing by him and began to strangle him before snapping his neck.About twenty prisoners were sounding me then.I grabbed the closest guy by his legs and began to spin in a circle.He began to rise up and knock over other convicts.Snap,I made a sudden change in movement that tore the guy's legs clean off.He went flying into the metal fence.The concrete was streaked with blood.A guy pounced onto my back,I managed to get him off and placed him in front of me.By using his momentum against him so he would slid off of me.I grabbed a hold of his with both of my hands and plunged my thumbs into his eyes crimson blood squirted out.I turned my attention to the rest of the attackers.I didn't see the guy with shank until it was two late and he stabbed me 10 times in the stomach. I though it was the end for me as I staggered back holding the gash in my belly. The guy with the shank was going to Finnish me.
When another guy charged at me.I manged to get a grip on him in time to turn him into a human shield as the guy with the shank shanked him in the throat.I dug my claws in to the gut of the guy with the shank and slashed up ward through his ribs revealing his beating heart he dropped like a brick.Everything became a blur at that point.They all just started to charge at me one after another I butchered all expect one.That's when you intervened by shooting a revolver into the sky.I don't blame you.The guard were watching the carnage I was creating,instead of doing their job."And what gave you back the will to live?" The elderly woman sitting across from me asked as we sat with a table between us in the interrogation room."I imagined Jenna telling me to live on for her." I said without making eye contact. The woman slid me a file."Your old information is destroyed.For now on you will be known as Darksider the leader of my task force The Hunting Pack."I looked her and with a friendly smirk "I like the sound of that."
She released me under the condition I would have to occasionally work for them for free.I went back to being a mercenary but I thought about what Jenna would want and became more interested in jobs that either targeted the scum of the earth or focused on the protection of people.
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