The night had fallen once more, as it always does. The moon rises far above the urban landscape of Chicago.
Usually a stealthy shadow, Nametbd was Heavily bleeding, and limping towards the end.
oOo One year Earlier oOo
Nick Palvone was just leaving his home as he saw something strange. As he left for his office building, he could have sworn he saw a mask. One of those infamous hacker masks, laying there on the ground near the dumpster. He decided, as most would do, to play it off as a weird coincidence, and remain on his path. He reluctantly set off, deciding it was most likely meant to lure people such as him over into a trap. This was, after all, in a pretty racy area, between Chinatown, and the projects. Crimes, even murder, had, here become common.
"Please help me mister plea-" said a young female voice that hair been abruptly cut off as if some one had silenced her pleas with a gag.
" Tie the fucking gag, man, she's gonna get us arrested!" Said a panicky, male voice, barley above a whisper.
"Nah man, we can do whatever we want, to this little BITCH!" replied a scarily calm voice. " I'm gonna stretch her little virgin snatch till she FUCKING BLEEDS!!!"
Nick was walking into the alley to investigate. They both snapped around to see a man in a cheap hoodie, jeans, and the mask they had carelessly thrown near the dumpster, no need to conceal your face when your going to kill the victim. The girl, barely older than 14, had been bound at the ankles, and wrists. She was really flipping out now.
"Get a load of this pussy" said the calmer of the pair, gesturing towards her pelvic area.
Nick pulled off the mask he had donned, as it flew through the dark alley he could see their body language change. Man 1 pulled a .45 out from under his jacket, then he pressed it up against his accomplice's head, and squeezes the trigger. The girl jerks around in the ropes, and manages to kick the man In the shin. Enraged he shoots the girl in the abdomen, then runs, leaving Nick to try to stop the bleeding.
He pulled the gag off frantically, to try to subside the flow of her blood onto the pavement. He called an ambulance, and he tried to keep his own consciousness, along with her life
"I-its gonna be OK" he said, "hey, what's your name."
"Allyssa" she replied.
"OK the ambulances are gonna be here soon, your being so brave, I just need to know where you live." Said Nick.
"I'm homeless." She uttered weakly. Allyssa was not going to die on him. Tears were streaming down Nick's face. His hands were covered in blood.
"It's gonna be OK, its gonna be OK," he repeated, to reassure her, as well as himself.
What felt like hours had gone by, yet it was barely minutes, he heard sirens growing louder. Nick got up and ran to wave them over. He then passed out.
