Midnight, the bell tolls waking me up like it usually do. The bells are almost like my alarm clock always making sure I wake at my usual time. I get out of my bed walking across the room looking beyond the open door to a dark hallway with stairs. I walk down the stairs walking through another open door to the kitchen. Thirsty I was opening the fridge to drink the red liquid to keep me ready for the night which is so cold barely anyone goes out. Approaching beside the door putting on what I need to wear; a long black leather coat, black cowboy hat, black boots and sunglasses so no one sees what I really am. Leaving the door in no hurry, my time to handle injustices shall be soon cleaning up New York City with punishments to eliminate the evil for good.
I walk down the main stairs from my apartment and already an injustice happens. Big man stopping me threatening me with a sharp weapon thinking to get the better of me, “that’s cute” I say out loud angering the man. He attempts to attack me but I counter him and use my teeth to get into his neck making him a pale corpse with no draw of blood. Carry on with my way out of the apartment building ready to do what I do best. Walking in the middle of the street seeking for the unwanted to eliminate them and none is in sight, only a few innocents walk by. In progress of waiting I hear a bang, motor sounds coming from the corner of the block.
Turns out it’s a car with a gangster looking man driving with a passenger that seems to be his friend holding a shotgun charging at me. Thinking fast of what to do I vanish into the air without the car hitting me confusing the two in the car. “What da hell!?” the driver said as I can still hear them. “Drive drive drive!” The other cried in great fear. The two starts to drive but I appear on top of the car as it’s in accelerating speed not making a sound so they won’t be alerted about the next move I make. I simply jump to the side of the car ripping the tire apart in very short time. After doing that I stood on the road to watch the car eventually kill the two in there which it did within a matter of seconds crashing into a building with great impact. Since I eliminated 3 tonight I’ll call it a night, you can’t clean the streets of New York in one night, it’s a long term business to handle and it could take hundreds of years to do. I go back home to take a break from justice for 24 hours.
Walk in the building, up the stairs next to that dead man who tried to attack me earlier, into my apartment I go to sit on the couch in the living room. Turning the TV on to keep me entertained as I have to stay up until daylight to sleep so I can wake up for my nightly routine next midnight. After hours and hours of my favorite show everybody loves Raymond the sun rises meaning I should sleep now. I walk up the stairs into my dark room falling asleep onto my bed which is so comfy I could sleep through the whole day. Midnight strikes again, preparing what I do again, people don’t know who or what I am. To them I’m either a myth or a real monster. I’m just the thing that should not be.