NOVEL WEB Chapter 4: 4
In a dark Dreary, place with multitude of Arms hanged on the wall and various illegal weapons which civilans shouldn't have access too.where shown the sounds of rhythmic noises of chains rattling while Fist met hard leather occurred, Dripping with sweat Shane pounded away at The Bag.
Angered by the fact that he lost track of the only clue he had, Shane snarled swinging harder and harder.Its been a day since then, but what little he knew he was going to capitalize on it.That supe was looking for something in his home.making it clear as damn any day, That supes where involved.
'Fucking supes, again and again!'a deep dark hatred rooted into Shane, emerging violently at a fast pace.targeted towards the super abled as a whole.
Shane, eyes shook with anger as he lashed out on the bag, He wasent stupid The way his Martha was killed, was to gruesome to be put on as a normal murder.especially what had happened to his princess arm.
Just the thought of it sent Shane in frenzy,as he swang like a mad man, the chain creaked under the pressure, barely withstanding the violet outlast of shane.
Flashes of the past, of Shane Bullying the rookies and Him watching a movie with his family, Made him even madder.
'First my squad and now my family!Theyve taken everything from me!' With one last powerful swing Shane's , anger loomed over him pushing him For Vengeance!
In that moment, of unquenced rage, A brief second of clarity reflected off his eyes.why go through all that effort of chasing down, his lead when he knew they where going to come back.
"Whatever he was looking for, is stil there."Shane said,with a dangerous glint in his eyes, before turning around from the bag and walking towards a metal table, where a black Bullet proof vest sat with a ar-15 next to it and two desert eagles alongside side a belt housing pistol holders and various gernades and a knife.
Grabbing the bullet proof vest and strapping it on, over his black long sleeve Shane geared up.glancing at himself from the small mirror on the wall, dressed in all back Military grade gear with his ar-15 on his back and desert eagles in there holsters, he locked eyes with him self, and held himself back from smashing the mirror to bits.
"Fucking pathetic."There looking back at him, was a brown eyed man, who held a permanent scowl on his face with a strong jawline and short black hair.standing at six feet, two with a muscular physique Was The man he blamed the most.Shane Wilson.
With one last hateful glare, Shane turned away from the mirror and headed to the closed shutter, before a shiny object caught his eye.
With a raised brow Shane saw, a metal bat leaning over the stack of ammo cases.'That's..Abby's never got the chance to give it to her.'Shane thought.walking towards it and grabbing it.
She always loved baseball, and she would never let Shane forget it, Shane had bought it for her and was planning to give it to her as a suprise but.its to late.
Squeezing the grip, and letting his anger run through adding one more thing on his list, on what he was going to do to them once he found them.
Swinging the bat over onto his back, Shane was done here as he walked to the closed shutters and pulled them open, letting the crips cold breeze of the night in.
Surrounding him was nothing but abandoned building, a small part of queens that never really adapted to the change of the era they lived in.Shane headed to his truck that was parked ahead by the sidewalk, and got in.
Putting the key in the ignition, it slowly started up."This is Vought radio, with the big news on the six but not for much longer, hahah my names Cameron Coleman best looking reporter on the planet, but let's get into that later.as you all know the hottest topic in The world Right Now-"
Changing the channel, Shane could give a rats ass on what that man had to say."Fab five Freddy told me everybody fly🎶
Dj spinning I said My My🎶
Flash is fast flash is cool🎶
François c'est pas, Flash ain't no dude🎶
And you don't stop, sure shot🎶"before solider boy could get another bar in, Shane changed the channel, with a mad look.
'I swear if the next one is'disrupting Shane's thoughts was, a high pitched voice.coming from the radio.
"I'm so lonely, I'm Mr nobody🎶
I have nobody, for my own🎶"with a push of a button Shane shut off the radio.And pressed the gas.'no more radio.'he thought driving down the empty street.
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Crushing the rocks beneath his feet, Shane parked a distant away from his home, hiding behind a wooden fence Shane glanced at the police car driving off from his home, he had been waiting for three hours for this moment but not yet instead he waited looking for any signs of that invisible supe.Shane couldn't risk the fact knowing that bastard could be potential here already.
'He'll show himself .'Shane could wait, and so he will, the time ticked by until he noticed a familiar van driving closer to his house.
'Confident, or plain stupid.'Shane thought, seeing them park right infront, before opening the door for a flying cup to appear.
'Stupid is right.'narrowing his eyes, Shane saw the door to the car close, as he watched it move around the car and onto the sidewalk, where they pushed the door to the fence open and went inside.
With silent steps Shane moved fast, as he reached the fence to his home, and trailed behind looking through the wooden door Shane saw the flying cup, flying infornt of the door to his home.