The Police of Mercy Island were hardly what you would call actual police; many of them were corrupt and lifeless losers who only did what Recluse told them so they'd keep their heads on their shoulders.
And yet they still vagabonded on, like they were important. With all the people running around that could conjure flames, or huge columns of darkness, or even command beasts from beneath the ground, these officers thought they were the hot stuff of Rogue Isles.
" Hehe. Yeah, some weird Skulls Punk thought he could mess with us police forces. Hehe. " Muttered one of the police in the wrecked city below Fort Darwin. The two were relaxing after a recent Skulls ' bust ', as they claimed.
" So... which one you wanna hit? " The second one asked. The two watched as a few villains ran off from the tower. Finally, their eyes settled on one outside the fort, leaning against the wall. He was dressed in a black leather jacket and black jeans, with red markings along the pants. He wore shades and a black mask over his mouth.
" He looks like a punk. " The first replied. " Probably nothing special, we can handle him. "
The second agreed, and the watched and waited.
Finally, the leather-clad vagabond stood up and began walking towards his destination, hands in his pockets. Where he was going, the police had no idea. As soon as he was out of range of Fort Darwin, though, they didn't care where he was going.
" Hey, you! Freeze! " called out one. The black-garbed man stopped, but did not turn. The second one circled him.
" You're new to the these Isles, aren't you. " The man replied.
" ...... " The leather-jacketed wanderer did not respond.
" We're the Rogue Isles Police, punk. You'd better show us some respect, or we'll teach you how rough life can be here.
Finally, the man in the leather jacket looked up at the police man in front of him.
" Get out of my way. "
The cop chuckled and grinned, pulling out his baton. " Well, we've got a live one here, James. Thinks he can tell the law around here what to do! "
" Well, we'd better show him what it means to mess with the local law. " The officer known as ' James ' replied.
The man raised his baton to strike the leather clad wanderer, and brought it down on him. However, the wanderer had disappeared.
" Huh? " James looked around. " Where the hell'd he go, man? "
" I dunno, man... That's wei- " The man did not finish his sentance before falling before his friend, his blood washing over him. A sharp and deadly katana-looking weapon had appeared, with the leather-jacketed warrior at the end of it.
" I said get out of my way. " The warrior replied.
James screamed and went for his gun. He pulled in from it's holster, and brought it up just in time to see the glint of the warrior's blade come crashing down on him, ripping him in half.
The warrior spun his katana free of blood, and resheathed it on his back. He turned and began walking towards his destination again, fading out of existance as he walked.
A nearby Longbow Recruit was frantically grabbing his radio.
" The Wraith of Skyway City is free! Contact HQ right away! "
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I like it. It reads smoothly and its a great set-up for a continuing story.
The Police of Mercy Island were hardly what you would call actual police; many of them were corrupt and lifeless losers who only did what Recluse told them so they'd keep their heads on their shoulders.
And yet they still vagabonded on, like they were important. With all the people running around that could conjure flames, or huge columns of darkness, or even command beasts from beneath the ground, these officers thought they were the hot stuff of Rogue Isles.
" Hehe. Yeah, some weird Skulls Punk thought he could mess with us police forces. Hehe. " Muttered one of the police in the wrecked city below Fort Darwin. The two were relaxing after a recent Skulls ' bust ', as they claimed.
" So... which one you wanna hit? " The second one asked. The two watched as a few villains ran off from the tower. Finally, their eyes settled on one outside the fort, leaning against the wall. He was dressed in a black leather jacket and black jeans, with red markings along the pants. He wore shades and a black mask over his mouth.
" He looks like a punk. " The first replied. " Probably nothing special, we can handle him. "
The second agreed, and the watched and waited.
Finally, the leather-clad vagabond stood up and began walking towards his destination, hands in his pockets. Where he was going, the police had no idea. As soon as he was out of range of Fort Darwin, though, they didn't care where he was going.
" Hey, you! Freeze! " called out one. The black-garbed man stopped, but did not turn. The second one circled him.
" You're new to the these Isles, aren't you. " The man replied.
" ...... " The leather-jacketed wanderer did not respond.
" We're the Rogue Isles Police, punk. You'd better show us some respect, or we'll teach you how rough life can be here.
Finally, the man in the leather jacket looked up at the police man in front of him.
" Get out of my way. "
The cop chuckled and grinned, pulling out his baton. " Well, we've got a live one here, James. Thinks he can tell the law around here what to do! "
" Well, we'd better show him what it means to mess with the local law. " The officer known as ' James ' replied.
The man raised his baton to strike the leather clad wanderer, and brought it down on him. However, the wanderer had disappeared.
" Huh? " James looked around. " Where the hell'd he go, man? "
" I dunno, man... That's wei- " The man did not finish his sentance before falling before his friend, his blood washing over him. A sharp and deadly katana-looking weapon had appeared, with the leather-jacketed warrior at the end of it.
" I said get out of my way. " The warrior replied.
James screamed and went for his gun. He pulled in from it's holster, and brought it up just in time to see the glint of the warrior's blade come crashing down on him, ripping him in half.
The warrior spun his katana free of blood, and resheathed it on his back. He turned and began walking towards his destination again, fading out of existance as he walked.
A nearby Longbow Recruit was frantically grabbing his radio.
" The Wraith of Skyway City is free! Contact HQ right away! "