"Good," Revenge said, putting his hands on his hips. "Now you guys can tell me what I want to go, and leave with no memory of the incident and just a few major injuries."
The greasy man noticed several other men in his same predicament. Red Revenge grinned. "I want to know who's been supplying the Crimsons with machine guns."
No reply.
"Ah, aha." Revenge said. "One last chance to do this the easy way."
Still silence.
"Very well," The Black Hero sighed. "Let's start with you Vice President." Revenge grabbed the man por the collar, dragging the segundo in command of the company to the edge of the rooftop.
"Tell me who is supplying the weapons." Revenge asked. "Please." he added in mock niceness.
"And if I don't, you're gonna drop me off the building?" the black man snorted. "You're a hero. You don't kill."
"I just got kicked out of the Justice League por Batman. Does that tell you something?"
The man gulped but remained silent.
"I've got at least a dozen mais guys over there. You don't answer, I can ask them."
"Then ask them!" the man exclaimed, sweating profusely.
"Okay." Revenge shrugged. He dropped the man. His scream faded into the night.
"So," Revenge said. "Who's next?"
No one moved.
"How about you?" Revenge asked, grabbing the final man on the row, taking him over to the edge of the roof. "You know?"
The man didn't respond, still shivering and sweating in fear.
"Five, four, three, two--"
The doors to the roof burst open and security guards stormed out. One, spotting Revenge, pulled out his sub-automatic and fired. Revenge could feel the bullets hitting his armor, then a sharp pain in his shoulder. He clutched it almost mechanically. He pulled his luva away and saw blood. His vision went red. The seguinte thing he knew, all the guards were on the ground, bleeding, not moving. Red Revenge dropped the pistols in his hands and fled.
The greasy man noticed several other men in his same predicament. Red Revenge grinned. "I want to know who's been supplying the Crimsons with machine guns."
No reply.
"Ah, aha." Revenge said. "One last chance to do this the easy way."
Still silence.
"Very well," The Black Hero sighed. "Let's start with you Vice President." Revenge grabbed the man por the collar, dragging the segundo in command of the company to the edge of the rooftop.
"Tell me who is supplying the weapons." Revenge asked. "Please." he added in mock niceness.
"And if I don't, you're gonna drop me off the building?" the black man snorted. "You're a hero. You don't kill."
"I just got kicked out of the Justice League por Batman. Does that tell you something?"
The man gulped but remained silent.
"I've got at least a dozen mais guys over there. You don't answer, I can ask them."
"Then ask them!" the man exclaimed, sweating profusely.
"Okay." Revenge shrugged. He dropped the man. His scream faded into the night.
"So," Revenge said. "Who's next?"
No one moved.
"How about you?" Revenge asked, grabbing the final man on the row, taking him over to the edge of the roof. "You know?"
The man didn't respond, still shivering and sweating in fear.
"Five, four, three, two--"
The doors to the roof burst open and security guards stormed out. One, spotting Revenge, pulled out his sub-automatic and fired. Revenge could feel the bullets hitting his armor, then a sharp pain in his shoulder. He clutched it almost mechanically. He pulled his luva away and saw blood. His vision went red. The seguinte thing he knew, all the guards were on the ground, bleeding, not moving. Red Revenge dropped the pistols in his hands and fled.
The final sneak peek for the fifth book in the Red Revenge/ DC Comics crossover series.
“No.” Revenge breathed. He ran over to the two girl’s bodies, kneeling seguinte to them. Police sirens screamed around the corner and slid to a halt in the road. Several dozen officers filed out and all pointed their armas at Red Revenge.
“FREEZE!”
Revenge didn’t move.
“HANDS UP! NOW!”
Revenge slowly raised his hands in surrender.
“MASK OFF!”
Revenge didn’t move.
“NOW!!!”
“You should’ve left that last part off.” Red Revenge said, still not moving. Then in one quick blur, he shot a dagger into the road and it exploded, spraying smoke everywhere. Revenge grabbed one of the girls and ran, police firing into the smoke.
Red Revenge V: What Matters
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“No.” Revenge breathed. He ran over to the two girl’s bodies, kneeling seguinte to them. Police sirens screamed around the corner and slid to a halt in the road. Several dozen officers filed out and all pointed their armas at Red Revenge.
“FREEZE!”
Revenge didn’t move.
“HANDS UP! NOW!”
Revenge slowly raised his hands in surrender.
“MASK OFF!”
Revenge didn’t move.
“NOW!!!”
“You should’ve left that last part off.” Red Revenge said, still not moving. Then in one quick blur, he shot a dagger into the road and it exploded, spraying smoke everywhere. Revenge grabbed one of the girls and ran, police firing into the smoke.
Red Revenge V: What Matters
Now Publishing
Age: About to be 15 but is actually one year
Appearance: Shoulder length black hair. Pale skin black eyes.
Personality: straightforward, acts in a snap. Offensive and defensive. Loving and likes to have fun
Powers: Controls water and fire. Flight por wings. Shape shift to lobo and Tiger.
Uses: Guns, Swords. Hand to hand combat.
BackGround:
Abandoned at Imperial Church, Alana was left with a growth serum, a note from her mother, and a picture of her mother.
The sisters of the IC took her in, and did like the note said.Once Alana was about to turn one she was given the serum, and she jumped ages quickly.
The note said that she was her mother's legacy.
And the note told her to to find the boy with white hair to explain to her what she must know.
((She is the daughter of two former YJ members.
Her grandparents are from her mothers side that created JLA.
Take your guesses.))