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8/22/2015 3:12:31 PM
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Jack looked confused "What?, we never sent anybody, I thought you could handle it yourself so we didn't send help" "Crap, those guys were just probably after the drugs and the credits back in that warehouse!" "We have to get back there!" Jack uses his grappling hook to grapple up to the top of a building and began running to the warehouse "You coming or not?"
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"I've hunted my devil" Zhackie says with a shrug. "But I am curious for some context, sure I'm coming"
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Edited by greedyhellboy: 8/22/2015 3:30:08 PMThe pair dashed across the rooftops until they reached the warehouse, and they both jump down into the building to find the two men robed in black grabbing credits from a safe, the men turned around and snarled "aw crap Rider's kid is here" and pointed at Jack. Jack looked pained when they said "Riders kid". Jack recovered and advanced towards the two men "leave now before you both get a bullet to the head" the men replied "you think we're gonna pass up this much cash?" The 1st man went for Jack and the second took a swing at Zhackie
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Zhackie scoffs. "Didn't you just see me kill a man?" He asks the mas as he advances. He catches his arm, pulls and plants a knee in his diaphragm hard enough to incapacitate him.
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Jack finishes up his guy by putting a bullet in his head "thanks for that" Jack looks over to see his fathers dead body nearby "well I guess you heard that that thing is... Well.... Used to be my father. He used to be the most caring man in the world, but then he had an accident and had to have some cybernetic implants, the doctors didn't put the implant in correctly, and it drove him insane, he became a tyrant, so me, I was only 4 at the time, and my mom fled to Clockmetal, where we lived on the streets until my mother died of pneumonia. And that's when the brotherhood found me, a starving, skinny child, they took me in, trained me in their ways, taught me to defend the weak, and punish their oppressors, unfortunately, this time an oppressor was my father. That's why I didn't want to come and help you, I could never kill him myself. But thank you, there are at least 20,000 credits in that safe, why don't we split them?"
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Zhackie places a foot on the other man who is currently on the ground, clutching his stomach trying to catch his breath. He looks at the man you just shot. "Did he have to die?"
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"If he lived, he would have hurt someone else." Jack pulled out a pistol and shot the one currently on the floor, "that is the code of my brotherhood, no loose ends, no more pain. So do you want the credits or not?"
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Zhackie smiles. "I'll take my share" He says as he uploads 10,000 credits unto his Tac Pad. "I have other work to tend to now" He says as he heads for the exit.
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"Hey! The brotherhood could use talent like yours, just find me if you're interested."
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"I'll keep that in mind"
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"Goodbye, but I have a feeling we'll see each other soon..." And then Jack grappled away
