Metro Man Cape Novels & Stories

“Who—” He had already stepped back, palms open, making himself smaller than he was in case she wanted to scream. His cap came off with a flick. The windbreaker unzipped. Underneath, a shirt she recognized only because she had learned the lines of his body well enough to recognize anything it wore. Nico Maretti.

Liam I leaned against the rooftop railing as I took a long drag from my cigarette. Matt exhaled a cloud of smoke beside me, one hand buried in his pocket. "Why the hell are they making us break our backs just because some big shot's showing up?" "Not just any big shot. Aiden fucking Kingston. The most powerful man in the city." No shit. Everyone knew him, the king of the underground. Hard to believe he is just a capo. I took another drag, irritation simmering beneath my skin.

He ordered. The chubby man who was known as a Capo, couldn't believe he was under the restraint of a young man so he decided to act tough. "Let me go, youngman and I might consider letting you go after a little beating for this stunt you're pulling!" The Capo scoffed. Maverick couldn't believe his ears. He threw the man down and pointed his gun at the man's forehead. By this time, the women who the man had been making out with, had all scurried to have their bodies covered while fearfully hiding their faces.

"If you haven't trained it, it doesn't count as yours," I answer, and maybe it wasn't my best answer because the look she gives me isn't so kind. In fact, she reviews me from head to toe, between curious and annoyed. The man approaches again, not very intimidating, if he knew that I live with the Capo of the Italian mafia, he would have a good definition of what it is to be an intimidating person and he would not be making a fool of himself. But in the end, everyone.

Sergio looked right at me as he spoke. “That….that Yuri had met up with you and that he had plans to…..” “That's great news,” Sergio cut me off mid sentence. “We only gotta make a move before he does,” He added. I blinked and gulped my saliva if I really wanted this. If it was a good idea tagging along with Moretti, I hadn't heard of his plans, but I knew it most definitely would be some dangerous shit, he looked right at me as he spoke. “I'm gonna take over as the Capo de Capi of this city!” He had a wide grin on his face as he spoke, what the hell did he even mean by that.

- The next day, I told Jean about it, hoping for some clarity. "What analysis do you need me to make?" Jean scoffed. "Metropolis has, what, 2,000,000 people? If he's desperate to avoid you, he could've done so easily! But he runs into you over and over? That sounds planned to me! And why would he plan it? "Look, neither of you is really capable of letting go. So why drag this out? It's a pointless struggle! Even if the world is keeping you apart, you can still see each other in secret!"

“Attention!” A man from afar called, and all of us rush to him. We had met earlier before embarking on this mission. Dr. Fred introduced him as the Captain to lead the mission, I also heard that he's the first meta that was recorded. He looked physically fit, six feet tall, huge, tall and muscular with tattoos on both arm. He's on a sleeveless shirt with several dog tags dangling on his chest. He pocket his two handgun as all stood still waiting for him to address us like a captain would. He looks straight at me for a while, then he starts talking.

He looked confused. “I want to have a different kind of fun. Let's deliver a package to MetroPaul” ★ 8:37pm MTP Clan “Boss” A guy draped in a suit entered the room briskly but barely. His neck was covered with an eagle tattoo on one side and that of a vulture on the other side. Metropaul was looking out through the window. He was a middle aged man whose stance and physical agility defies aging. Stale Cigar smoke curled diligently from the pipe between his mouth as he inhaled expertly.

I collected the box of pizza "ah, thanks. Yes mushroom." He remembered. The man gave a nod and then exited through the elevator. I willer myself not to be moved by his little act of service. He would have to try harder than this....not that I want him to try anyway. Lies.

Carlo somehow managed to nod and man freed him from his hold. His body falling on the floor in a heap, as he wheezed out, while the man fixed his trenchcoat, his deadly eyes fixed on the man who was trying to breath heavily, coughing and panting. " Tommorw, no mistakes." Capo ordered for the last time and walked out leaving Carlo in a breathing mess. Carlo glared at the door but he was a coward, he couldn't do anything against him. _________________________________________ Edna leaned against the window of the car, there was silence inside, only sound that filled up the car was of the air conditioner. Peter dared to glance at the girl sitting beside him. It was not like her to stay this quie