BECOME A SUPER HERO! The Guardians Chapter 1: Dark Light + JOIN THE TEAM!
Posted July 6th, 2016 by Codename-X12
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CHAPTER 1: DARK LIGHT (JOIN THE TEAM BELOW!)
I scanned the city skyline, my night-vision binoculars cold against my face in the chilly night breeze. Thousands of tiny light specks dotted the hundreds of towering buildings visible from my position on top of an apartment building. The rest of the city was dark except for some street lights casting an almost eerie glow on the web of streets down below. I returned my attention to the especially bright collection of lights directly below where I stood. Was he there yet?
Through the binocs I could see a crowd of excited civilians milling around in front of a small elevated platform surrounded by lights. Men wearing black and holding lethal-looking assault rifles stood stationed at the sides of the small stage. Then a long, black limo pulled up behind the platform. At once the armed guards moved toward the car and helped out a man wearing a black sports jacket and tie. Several other guards, also holding rifles, exited the limousine behind the man.
Senator Donham is going to get himself killed at one of his peace speeches, I thought as I watched him confer with some of his guards. He was known for making and enforcing laws against crime gangs in the city. And of course, to show the public he believed that the extra security he had put in place was doing his job, he didn't have much protection down in the park. And he didn't have any protection against snipers.
And that's who I was looking for. I directed my binoculars back toward the nearby buildings, scanning the windows and the roof for any signs of possible assassins. The lead had said that one of the most skilled assassins from the Black Hand, the worst of the crime gangs, would be here tonight. After a minute of searching I spotted a man in black sighting in a sniper rifle from the top of a building several hundred yards away.
I grinned as I detached a slender rifle from my bandolier of weapons. Aiming it toward a structure on the flat roof of the building behind the sniper, I fire. With a loud hiss, a thin metal cable darted out of the rifle. I stuck the stock of the rifle to the wall behind me and the tether of the cable sprang out of the back of the rilfe and stuck securely in the wall. I left the rifle suspended in the air on the now-complete grappling cable. I grabbed the wire and my specialized gloves locked automatically onto the wire. Then I leapt off the side of the apartment building.
The wind whistled through my hair as I whizzed through the air toward the distant building I had locked the grappler onto. Soon I was only fifty yards from the target, then ten, and I unlocked the gloves at the right moment to leap down through the air and punch the sniper directly in the face. I could tell he was wearing some sort of armored face mask, because he remained conscious and got up from where he had been knocked to the floor. The sniper rifle lay a few feet away. I landed on the railing off the building and jumped off it into my next attack.
The sniper deflected my punch but the next hit him in the gut. He groaned by returned a punch which I caught. Then I kicked him in the chest and he crashed to the ground once more. By the time he stood up I had unsheathed a machete. He drew a small revolver and fired at me. I rolled to avoid the shot and drew a pistol of my own. I fired at him but extended his wrist and the bullet ricocheted off it with a metallic clanging noise.
"Crap," I muttered to myself. "Full body armor." I caught a glimpse of his metal face mask underneath his black hood. He raised the pistol and squeezed off another shot but I slashed it away with my machete. I threw the bladed weapon and it caught the pistol and knocked it clean out of his hands. The knife stuck, quivering, in a nearby wooden crate, its blade through the trigger guard. Without hesitating the assassin reached for a sheath and whipped out a switchblade. I swung and he blocked it, sparks flying off the metal blades.
Suddenly he swung his free arm towards me, and I saw for an instant the glimmer of a punch dagger coming towards me out of the assassin's glove. I leapt back and swung the machete at the same time but it was knocked out of my grip by the incoming punch dagger. It clattered against the floor, out of my reach. My hands darted for the assault rifle I wore on my bandolier, but before I could grab it the assassin was on me.
He punched me in the jaw and I snarled and grabbed both of his fists. We fell to the ground, trying to wrench our hands free from the other's grip. The assassin struggled for a moment before swinging his head down and headbutting me in the face with his armored helmet. I groaned, momentarily dazed. The sniper jumped up and ran for the dark shape of the rifle resting on the ground. I jumped up and ran towards him as he held it to the railing and pointed it down at the stage.
"No!" I cried as I leapt in front of the rifle just as he pulled the trigger.
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