Vigilantes Marvel 소설 & 이야기

I said. “Maybe they’ll come here looking for him.” Lucas said. “I don’t know. They might not come here looking for our help. But if Benjamin is missing, they might think that I know something.” “Well, the vampires know that we are trying to stop this war. But we need to do something about the vigilantes. How are we going to control them?” He asked. “I don’t think we can. They’re not going to be isolated to one area. They are going to be all over the country.” I said.

But as the celebration continued, as orders kept flooding in, as people kept congratulating me, I couldn't shake Valerie's warning. Shaw has a partner. Someone still out there. The monsters might be in cages. But apparently, not all the monsters had been caught yet. And somewhere out there, someone was watching. Waiting. Planning their own revenge.

Four aged figures who are the Elders of the Black Wolf Pack appear to sit around a round table in a room. Similarly, Aryadi and Linda, as well as Alvaro as the leader of the pack. One of the Elders, wearing a brown coat and sitting in a wheelchair, cleared his throat. The elderly man named Magen glanced at Aryadi and Linda. Magen looked at Alvaro sharply. “Alvaro, you surely understand that Hugo wouldn't know about this base if he himself went around sniffing the grass under his feet.”

neutralized. Sirens wailed in the distance, growing closer. Someone must have called it in. The men on the ground seemed to realize this at the same time, because they scrambled to their feet with surprising speed for people who'd just been knocked unconscious. Within thirty seconds, they'd vanished into the maze of alleys that crisscrossed the neighborhood. Elena stood at her window, trembling, trying to process what she'd just witnessed. The Sentinel. The vigilante she'd been researching, the one whose existence Dante had dismissed so casually, had just taken down three armed men outside her building.

Vigilant. Reports came in as the night advanced. Small cells of rogue elements attempting to exploit distraction. Mira dispatched her forces with precision. Patrols adjusted. Supply lines monitored. Every potential threat accounted for. The twins pulsed stronger with every observation. Their presence within her was both shield and weapon, guiding thought, guiding body, guiding decisions faster than the eye could follow.

I say with a chuckle as I’m pulled from him into another. “What is happening?” Brent asks and I fill them in on everything so far and they all stand listening. Lucius gives the occasional scoff. “What’s the plan?” Johnny asks and I look at each of them. “Rumble.” I say, and they all smile. How these guys love the rumble. We basically sweep the area and kill on sight. “I am not picking up on anyone here. But I want you all to stay vigilante. Ass and elbows guys. Ok?” They nod their heads when I look at Thorn and he rolls his eyes.

"No. This is different." "What do you mean?" More people are gathering now, pulled in by the conversation. I can feel eyes on me as I process the information. "The so-called vigilante," I start, choosing my words carefully, "leaves his victims at the police station. Five stab wounds—two in the legs where he probably grabbed them to move the body, two in the hands he touched, and one in the heart." I pause, the symbolism clicking into place. "The heart wound is always fatal. Clean. Almost... merciful, in a twisted way. It's a message: 'Since you couldn't deliver justice, I did it for you.'"

I put my hands around his neck. He quirks an eyebrow pulling me closer by my hips, pressing a kiss to my chin. “Whatever for?” “I just realize you might have a hero complex, saving lost wolves out of the woods” I tip my head at Rachel’s retreating back. He chuckles “A vigilante is someone who takes justice into their own hands and punished the guilty? And a hero?” he shakes his head “That doesn’t sound like me at all, I’m too selfish for that.” “But you saved Rachel, and me, and the others, that makes you cool”

Azrael blurted out while forming speculations in her head. “Who’s that? How do you know him? What does he do?” Rad showered Azrael with questions that’s why Nae handed the papers back to him. They all paid attention to one person Azrael recognizes, “He’s a vigilante and a nomad.” Rad said aloud. “What? Is he an avenger?” Ouriel queried, he started to peek through the papers too. “He believes in something that the humans cannot accept.” Rad announced in a sorrowful and sarcastic tone.

Lucky adds. "Which is why I've asked Boulder to help us out." My eyes go wide at the mention of Boulder, the Nightmare Warriors Virginia chapter's president. "Sure that's a good idea. Fucker is crazy." "Yeah he is, but we need him Shane. Don't want anyone else getting hurt." A mutual silence falls upon us. He's right, Abby was the last causality and was almost sold. We have to end this now. "So what's next?" Shane stands. "I want four brothers to go check out the addresses we got from Morris. Dipp, Torque, Slice, you three bring the new prospect Rain and check out each one. Call me once you've got something. Everyone else, stay vigilant and alert."