The Vengeance Chronicles

Redeeming Vengeance

The dark night parted, allowing a darkly clad figure passage through the smog.
As the swirls coalesced into normality, he entered a darkened alleyway, the tall walls towering over him, bowing inwards from age and abuse.
Nanohalo circling, Vengence Terminal sensed the gang long before they saw him.
As he turned the corner, 8 men detached from the shadows, and one, presumably the leader, moved to block his way.
“ You been trawling the wrong neighborhood, pretty boy” Snarled the gang boss, a drug high gleam flitting across his eyes.
Glancing at the watch he wore but didn’t need, VT put it simply.
“ This won’t take long”

A mile away, 200 feet up in a corporate associate building, 219 watched with false disinterest as VT casually annihilated the men. VTs black and gold greatcoat swung back and forth, in time to the measured destruction unleashed upon those who opposed him.
The wind whistled in through the small circle of glass cut from the window, cooling the glove hands of the sniper, the sight of his huge cannon trained expertly on VTs head, unwavering.
219 leaned against the glass, observant through his binoculars, as Reed lay in a lovers’ embrace with the weapon of his trade. He’d spent a very large amount of Department funds to hire his Sniper, and didn’t want to waste any of it. It wouldn’t do to displease Father.

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Far below, a darker-clad figure prowls the streets. His mask, armor, equipment, weapons, all he is and wears, jet-black. With careless ease he launches himself from roof to roof, to wire to spire, without apparent fear. He fears nothing, least of all death.
For him there is no death but one. The one ordained to him by a demon in its death throes. It was that knowledge that destroyed his life. That ejected him from The Order, the elite demon hunters. Every day since his birth, he did nothing but train, fight, learn, improve, evolve. His expulsion from The Order was the death of everything he loved, his life partner, Quest, he left with no explanation.
All because of a girl, Alice.
Born tainted, touched by demon energy, her speech silenced, her mind expanded, capable of amazing telepathic and telekinetic skills, he was to hunt her down and destroy her before she became a threat.
His training up to that moment had been perfect, his record flawless, but all that had failed him as he raised his sword to strike. He fled with the girl, leaving her in the safe hands of a rogue demon hound.
Now he had to keep the girl safe for the future.

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