Wildfire’s journal

“it’s been two weeks since I made me escape. Her scream still haunt’s me. I know no matter how many I kill it won’t bring her back, still I must continue my war. They must pay for what they did.” (the journal entry ends here)

As he lay on the roof wildfire lost track of time. He was waiting for the guards to change shifts. The market district was his favorite hunting grounds. So many hiding places and so much prey. He lost count of his kill around 63 guards or so. The he herd what he was waiting for, “I’m your relief”. muttering “about time” he drew his combat knife and hand cannon he crept to the edge of the roof.

In the blink of an eye he jumped down knife first and nearly took the first guard’s head off. Before they knew what happened he charged the second guard. Grabbing his face he threw him threw the doors to the arena district. Two off-duty guards came out of the merchants inn to see what was happening, wildfire aimed his hand cannon he called “the heartbreaker” in-between the two guards and fired. The bullet went flying past the two guards imbedding its self in a crate completely destroying it. Then came the shockwave. They were blown the whole length of the district embedding them into the gateway on the other side.

Using his claws he quickly climbed back to the roof he was hiding on 2 minutes ago. As he caught his breath on the roof he heard someone saying the words he herd every day :‘someone’s been murdered!”. as he relaxed in the days first rays of sun he was already planning his agenda for that night……

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