I sit on the roof bank with my legs leaning off,A man wearing a black jacket and a staff on his back,with A black and white helmet,with what looked like ice emerging from the top,
Vaults of his bike,and walks into the bank,I sink Down the ladder, and walk to the direct window.
The figure has a gun to a mans head
I rush into action,braking thorough the window he looks at than pulls the trigger of the gun,my surroundings go inky, 2 box like screens appear ahead of me one plays, it shows me getting shout in the chest and bleeding out
The other shows me jumping to the nearest bureau and surviving but a young girl was behind me and she takes the bullet instead.
Where am I, I shout but all I hear is the echo of my own voice.
I look at the box with the girl dying
And Throw it in to the darkness.
I appear back in the bank and with out control I jump to the bureau, I immediately gape behind me to see a girl,who was most likely 9 or 10,she looks at me like she's examining me,than blood emerges out of her head as she falls to the ground,her dead eyes stare at me as if she's looking into my soul.
My hart stops. I still couldn't processed what I just saw.
Than i'm pervade in Anger,I jump over the bureau and dash towards the mysterious man with my knife before I can even touch him, smokes surrounds his body and a waxen discharge pushes me against the bank wall, he walks towards me, grabbing me by my neck and holding me in the air my face begins to get shivery. Then A massive pain begins to surround my face
Wha..wha..are you I stutter.
"The streets call me frost Rider"
He says, his voice was young and rugged,"and I don't take good takings to heroes like you" he says as he hurls me across the bank, I slowly fill myself slip away from my body,
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