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Once again, Xano explored his own thoughts and timed out his response to a perfect and seamless monologue, taking a deep breath, “In my own opinion, a bounty hunter’s true purpose in a hunt is to protect all innocents around them while going after one executive target, no matter what that maybe. Like I said before, I would never harm one of my own team mates as long as corruption remains away from them. As long as they remain pure they should have nothing to fear from me.” Speaking this aloud had brought back memories of Xano’s home planet, Arkania.
Tears rolled down the young boy’s face as he crouched above a mutilated body. That body was the corpse of Xano’s mother, the only person he had ever been able to rely on, she must have been on here way home. Xano would never have found her had he not looked down that lone ally near his house.
Xano lived in the lowest part of the city and the surrounding area was mostly filled with scum, drug lords and the likes. His family had constantly been scrutinized and targeted since there was no one to protect them. The police didn’t care, they were a lower class family and not as important as others in their society.
As Xano wept, another feeling crept into his body, like a snake it crept then coiled as his wrath began to take shape. He looked up, tears still streaming against his face. He saw what the filth had used to murder his mother. A wooden board with nails embedded in one end of it, still covered in his mother’s blood, laid in one of the corners of a trash bin. They had been very careless, they didn’t know who was soon to be pursuing them, they didn’t know the last thing they would see would be that very board.
Earlier that day, Pakut and Ervinge had been in their usual spot, waiting for some innocent pedestrian to cross their paths, someone who no one would miss, and by no one they meant the police. Just then their wishes were granted as they watched an older woman pass by their ally. They took notice because of her blue eyes, she was obviously a mutie, definitely someone who wouldn’t be missed. They didn’t realize this was the mother of the boy they had constantly beat and stolen from on his way to school. That was a few years ago before he had started using a different route.
They followed her until they got to a good ally way, one that no one could see into unless they looked directly into it. They ambushed her and raped her, then beat her to death with a thuggish board…
It had taken Xano nearly an entire year of his life to find out what had happened to his mother, he was about to teach a lesson and get revenge. Xano had used his intellectual skill to study the environment around the crime scene and had questioned several of the neighboring people to uncover the truth. He smiled at the fact today he would have a double vengeance. In the past year he had not only been discovering what had happened to his mother, he had been working on his ship, and more importantly he had been working on his body. He now felt powerful enough that he could personally take down his enemies. Oh he knew where to find these thugs; they would regret even being born.
The snake had plotted for almost a year now, and was finally able to strike. Xano had planned it perfectly, he knew that these thugs couldn’t resist a tempting treat, especially one they have had already. He had decided to take his old path to school that morning although he never intended on going back to school, not after today.
He had altered the nail board slightly, it was now able to retract a little so it could be hidden in his holo-pad bag. He walked past the two thugs, looked at them with false fear and turned around back toward the ally where he had found his mother’s body. Like dogs, they couldn’t resist the smell of fear, even if it was manufactured and artificial.
Xano walked to the exact spot where his mother’s tortured body had lain and turned to face the oncoming buffoons. Chuckling, they both approached Xano, “Wow kid you sure picked a great spot to get the shit beat out of ya’!” said Pakut, the more intelligent of the two. Xano tilted his head, a disturbingly savage smile had replaced the mock fear. A glint of light caught the eye of Ervinge as the kid in front of them stepped on an implanted switch. A dumpster suddenly came to a crash behind the thugs and blocked any exit.
Finally Xano looked each of them in the eye and spoke, his voice had already hardened into manhood and the gelidness of it sent chills down Pakut’s back. “I have indeed waited for this moment and my patience has paid off.” Pakut was getting a bad feeling, as if the kid had something wrong with him, something about the look in his eyes had startled him and he had never been afraid of this kid before. He said, “Look kid, you gotta beef about all da times we took yo money?”
Laughing harshly Xano turned his gaze to Pakut’s face and placed his bag at his own feet. “Around one year ago, you raped and murdered a woman, you beat her mercilessly with a board with nails placed in it. She had been on her way home from work to cook the only meal her children would be receiving that day, she had been returning from her third job in fact because she was the sole provider for her family,” while saying this Xano had been undoing the clasp on his bag. Ervinge had been edging closer to Xano, he was busy thinking, If I can get my hands on dis dumb kid we can do him good!
Xano continued speaking, “Since her death, her family has died out to one sole survivor, unable to care for his brothers and sisters they died from starvation. He survived merely off of his own ingenuity.” Xano had his hand in the bag when he said this. Pakut , though startled by the knowledge the kid had, moved closer to Xano catching on to what his partner was doing thinking, “Dis kid is toast!” Just then Xano cried out, “Both of you murdered my mother and along with her my entire family!”
Simultaneously several things occurred, Ervinge lunged for Xano, Pakut raised his arm for the first blow on their new victim, and Xano jumped on top of the dumpster behind him holding an interesting hybrid weapon. The wooden board now had a metal hand piece that was retractable, but both of the thugs recognized the weapon.
Realizing their mistake of following this boy too late, Ervinge looked up at the looming figure. The board came down, the snake struck. Ervinge wailed as his face was pierced by several nails, the remains of his eyes poured down his mottled face. Another blow to the side of his head spattered the wall and painted over the graffiti. Still screaming, Ervinge fell to the ground, a thud beside his head pronounced the arrival of death as Xano took the board in his hands and swung the board over his head like a golf club and drove the life from Ervinge, this had only taken a few seconds of time.
The whole time Pakut had been analyzing this scene of horror, Pakut had been trying to think of a way out. The kid had tricked them and blocked the only other way out besides the one leading toward the maniac. He decided to make a run for it and dashed across the small space. He only got a few feet past Xano when the board thudded into his side, spilling half of his entrails as he ran and Xano tore the board askew.
He fell on the ground moaning, looking to the skyline of the buildings for any help. All he saw was that same maniacal grin emerge over him, a demonic voice called, “Do you regret your sins?” Pakut thinking it might save his life replied in a shaken voice “Yes Goddamit, I regret my sins!” The chuckling began once more, an aloft voice replied, “Then Death take you, and I will let him decide your fate!” Pakut screamed one last time as the approaching board buried itself in his face, mouth still agape.
The scream died on the wind, and with it some innocence was lost in Xano’s life and he became a colder person. He decided to go to his ship an look for his father in the asteroid belt maybe he would find some answers there.
Xano’s vision returned to the detective office and he noticed the micro camera focusing in on the conversation. Ignoring it he looked up to see what Shawn's reaction to his answer would be.
Tears rolled down the young boy’s face as he crouched above a mutilated body. That body was the corpse of Xano’s mother, the only person he had ever been able to rely on, she must have been on here way home. Xano would never have found her had he not looked down that lone ally near his house.
Xano lived in the lowest part of the city and the surrounding area was mostly filled with scum, drug lords and the likes. His family had constantly been scrutinized and targeted since there was no one to protect them. The police didn’t care, they were a lower class family and not as important as others in their society.
As Xano wept, another feeling crept into his body, like a snake it crept then coiled as his wrath began to take shape. He looked up, tears still streaming against his face. He saw what the filth had used to murder his mother. A wooden board with nails embedded in one end of it, still covered in his mother’s blood, laid in one of the corners of a trash bin. They had been very careless, they didn’t know who was soon to be pursuing them, they didn’t know the last thing they would see would be that very board.
Earlier that day, Pakut and Ervinge had been in their usual spot, waiting for some innocent pedestrian to cross their paths, someone who no one would miss, and by no one they meant the police. Just then their wishes were granted as they watched an older woman pass by their ally. They took notice because of her blue eyes, she was obviously a mutie, definitely someone who wouldn’t be missed. They didn’t realize this was the mother of the boy they had constantly beat and stolen from on his way to school. That was a few years ago before he had started using a different route.
They followed her until they got to a good ally way, one that no one could see into unless they looked directly into it. They ambushed her and raped her, then beat her to death with a thuggish board…
Approximately one year later…
It had taken Xano nearly an entire year of his life to find out what had happened to his mother, he was about to teach a lesson and get revenge. Xano had used his intellectual skill to study the environment around the crime scene and had questioned several of the neighboring people to uncover the truth. He smiled at the fact today he would have a double vengeance. In the past year he had not only been discovering what had happened to his mother, he had been working on his ship, and more importantly he had been working on his body. He now felt powerful enough that he could personally take down his enemies. Oh he knew where to find these thugs; they would regret even being born.
The snake had plotted for almost a year now, and was finally able to strike. Xano had planned it perfectly, he knew that these thugs couldn’t resist a tempting treat, especially one they have had already. He had decided to take his old path to school that morning although he never intended on going back to school, not after today.
He had altered the nail board slightly, it was now able to retract a little so it could be hidden in his holo-pad bag. He walked past the two thugs, looked at them with false fear and turned around back toward the ally where he had found his mother’s body. Like dogs, they couldn’t resist the smell of fear, even if it was manufactured and artificial.
Xano walked to the exact spot where his mother’s tortured body had lain and turned to face the oncoming buffoons. Chuckling, they both approached Xano, “Wow kid you sure picked a great spot to get the shit beat out of ya’!” said Pakut, the more intelligent of the two. Xano tilted his head, a disturbingly savage smile had replaced the mock fear. A glint of light caught the eye of Ervinge as the kid in front of them stepped on an implanted switch. A dumpster suddenly came to a crash behind the thugs and blocked any exit.
Finally Xano looked each of them in the eye and spoke, his voice had already hardened into manhood and the gelidness of it sent chills down Pakut’s back. “I have indeed waited for this moment and my patience has paid off.” Pakut was getting a bad feeling, as if the kid had something wrong with him, something about the look in his eyes had startled him and he had never been afraid of this kid before. He said, “Look kid, you gotta beef about all da times we took yo money?”
Laughing harshly Xano turned his gaze to Pakut’s face and placed his bag at his own feet. “Around one year ago, you raped and murdered a woman, you beat her mercilessly with a board with nails placed in it. She had been on her way home from work to cook the only meal her children would be receiving that day, she had been returning from her third job in fact because she was the sole provider for her family,” while saying this Xano had been undoing the clasp on his bag. Ervinge had been edging closer to Xano, he was busy thinking, If I can get my hands on dis dumb kid we can do him good!
Xano continued speaking, “Since her death, her family has died out to one sole survivor, unable to care for his brothers and sisters they died from starvation. He survived merely off of his own ingenuity.” Xano had his hand in the bag when he said this. Pakut , though startled by the knowledge the kid had, moved closer to Xano catching on to what his partner was doing thinking, “Dis kid is toast!” Just then Xano cried out, “Both of you murdered my mother and along with her my entire family!”
Simultaneously several things occurred, Ervinge lunged for Xano, Pakut raised his arm for the first blow on their new victim, and Xano jumped on top of the dumpster behind him holding an interesting hybrid weapon. The wooden board now had a metal hand piece that was retractable, but both of the thugs recognized the weapon.
Realizing their mistake of following this boy too late, Ervinge looked up at the looming figure. The board came down, the snake struck. Ervinge wailed as his face was pierced by several nails, the remains of his eyes poured down his mottled face. Another blow to the side of his head spattered the wall and painted over the graffiti. Still screaming, Ervinge fell to the ground, a thud beside his head pronounced the arrival of death as Xano took the board in his hands and swung the board over his head like a golf club and drove the life from Ervinge, this had only taken a few seconds of time.
The whole time Pakut had been analyzing this scene of horror, Pakut had been trying to think of a way out. The kid had tricked them and blocked the only other way out besides the one leading toward the maniac. He decided to make a run for it and dashed across the small space. He only got a few feet past Xano when the board thudded into his side, spilling half of his entrails as he ran and Xano tore the board askew.
He fell on the ground moaning, looking to the skyline of the buildings for any help. All he saw was that same maniacal grin emerge over him, a demonic voice called, “Do you regret your sins?” Pakut thinking it might save his life replied in a shaken voice “Yes Goddamit, I regret my sins!” The chuckling began once more, an aloft voice replied, “Then Death take you, and I will let him decide your fate!” Pakut screamed one last time as the approaching board buried itself in his face, mouth still agape.
The scream died on the wind, and with it some innocence was lost in Xano’s life and he became a colder person. He decided to go to his ship an look for his father in the asteroid belt maybe he would find some answers there.
Xano’s vision returned to the detective office and he noticed the micro camera focusing in on the conversation. Ignoring it he looked up to see what Shawn's reaction to his answer would be.
