Brave New World

by **Crime_Reaper** November 12th 2010, 2:05 am

Its that time of night again, Ya know that time of night where I go and take the lives of Mobsters,Gangsters, Drug Dealers and rapists. I decide to take my Lambo out tonight as the scythe (my Ninja model Motorbike) isn't very incognito, then again the Lambo isn't either but it beats the scythe by a little bit. Back on topic I skim the Bronx and find nothing so I decide to check out Central Park, Hey, they say Central Park is bad at night. I park my car in an alleyway in Manhattan and Stealth my way around the park. "Nothing yet" I mutter to myself. As I stroll through i remember some of the moments in my crime fighting career where I actually felt really bad for people. This one kid who got killed trying to stop His girl from getting raped (if anybody can relate its me) but the absolute worst was that Pedophile priest known as father Mcdermott, He was a sick slime ball piece of shit and I took so much joy and pride in slaughtering Him and pinning Him to the cross. While I remembered all my prize kills i suddenly hear a scream and a crying voice. "CMON PLEASE GIMMIE MY FIX....IL SUCK YOUR DICK" I in the distance followed by a "than suck it bitch" I ran over to check out what was going on. This guy was pointing a gun to this 30 year old junkie bitch saying "if I dont like how i come il blow you in a different way" I ran up on the guy and cracked Him in the head with my extendo club, He crashed to the ground where he was quivering from the blow. I then approached the Junkie and gave her a word of warning," You had better stop taking those drugs, they fuel an economy of crime and violence" I said to Her. I told her if i ever saw her doing that again she will be next. Suddenly I took a bullet to the knee cap and fell down. The bitch ran and a Huge hulking enforcer slowly walked over. "yo who do you think you are? some kinda super hero?"
He asked me to which I replied "No, I am your angel of death" before shooting His knee caps out with my glock. I stood up and shot the Brute in the face. The Dealer started to slowly get up and he tried to pull a gun on me, He was weakened so I was able to stop Him with ease. "Where is patchwork?" I asked. It took Him a second but in His condition He was able to tell me that Patchwork was working out of a secret place in Brooklyn. I asked where exactly to which He then ruined His chances of life by stabbing me in the thigh. I was about to shoot him in the head when suddenly I heard someone coming up close to which I turned around and cautious aim.