Post by alfred on Apr 9, 2012 20:47:57 GMT -5
It was a normal, run of the mill morning for Alfred. As custom, he would awake at some ridiculous time to go patrolling outside his apartment complex. Some would find it strange, to go lurking about such sketchy areas in the wee hours of the morning, but it was something Alf did voluntarily. The people that plagued the darkness were up to no good, with their stiff, mass murderer smiles. If Alfred didn't patrol and protect everyone, who else would? Surely not the police. They wouldn't dare set foot on gang turfs in the Southern District. Not to mention, they didn't care anyway. But, why would they? It's not like any innocent people lived there.
But they do. Alfred suddenly thought, his hands balling into fists. Although it was rare, he would see some poor child or girl standing on the murky streets. Their faces were usually contorted with fear and it tugged at Alfie's heart strings. He knew why they were there, he knew that it was because of something dark and unspeakable. Prostitution, drugs, and many other crimes were common occurrences around these parts. Although they were usually set up by the biggest crime lords, they had masses of innocents doing their bidding. The worst part of it all? They got nothing in return. No money, no respect, being apart of the circulating crime waves was an uneventful occupation. Unless you were in deep, it was practically suicide to go in at all.
Hey, what the hell, dude? Alfred came to a stop in mid-thought. His blue eyes widened to stare at the young child meters away from him. Near the youngster was a man around his own age, leaning down and talking to the kid. Alf was too far away to hear the words leaving his mouth, but he knew what it must have been. He's going to hurt him.... Alfred bit down on his bottom lip. No WAY am I going to let that happen! A hero must protect his citizens! At ALL costs!
He bounded over to the other man with the adolescent and grabbed him by the shoulders. "And WHAT do you think YOU'RE doing, dude?"
But they do. Alfred suddenly thought, his hands balling into fists. Although it was rare, he would see some poor child or girl standing on the murky streets. Their faces were usually contorted with fear and it tugged at Alfie's heart strings. He knew why they were there, he knew that it was because of something dark and unspeakable. Prostitution, drugs, and many other crimes were common occurrences around these parts. Although they were usually set up by the biggest crime lords, they had masses of innocents doing their bidding. The worst part of it all? They got nothing in return. No money, no respect, being apart of the circulating crime waves was an uneventful occupation. Unless you were in deep, it was practically suicide to go in at all.
Hey, what the hell, dude? Alfred came to a stop in mid-thought. His blue eyes widened to stare at the young child meters away from him. Near the youngster was a man around his own age, leaning down and talking to the kid. Alf was too far away to hear the words leaving his mouth, but he knew what it must have been. He's going to hurt him.... Alfred bit down on his bottom lip. No WAY am I going to let that happen! A hero must protect his citizens! At ALL costs!
He bounded over to the other man with the adolescent and grabbed him by the shoulders. "And WHAT do you think YOU'RE doing, dude?"