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[center][h3][color=#FFD700]Hungry For "Justice"[/color][/h3][/center]
[sup][right][color=#FFD700]Location:[/color] [i][color=#FF4040]The Alleys of Nova City[/color][/i][/right][/sup][hr]
So much blood. The ground of the alleyway was slick with it, spreading out from the limp figure that used to be Tim’s friend. This- it wasn’t supposed to be this way! God, someone, please help him. He doubled over and retched, dry, heaving convulsions wracking his body. He remembered that- that monster. It grabbed Henry. Then, God, it tore his throat out. 

Hurried footfalls echoed around the narrow alley as Tim sprinted, panicked sobs forcing their way out of his ragged throat. Henry was dead. He couldn’t get the images out of his head. The human body has over a gallon of blood inside of it. It’s supposed to [i]stay[/i] inside. God.

[i]it moved with inhuman speed grabbing henry biting henry [b]eating[/b] henry[/i]

That monster came out of nowhere. And what! What did it want with them?! This wasn’t about the robbery, was it? It was an accident. It was a fucking accident! They never- they never meant to kill anybody. “Just a simple stickup.” That’s what Henry had said. And yet, every time he closed his eyes all he could see was the cashier’s twitching body, the gushing wound in their neck fountaining crimson liquid. Now he saw Henry too.

[i]gorged on henry finished looking up at me smiling always smiling blood dripping between teeth[/i]

When the monster was done with Henry it just… smiled at Tim and waved. Then, in a flash of something dark, like smoke, it disappeared. Cold, cold air emanated from the place the creature had been, and before long Tim was running in the opposite direction. He told himself that if there was even a single chance that Henry was still alive, he would have tried to help him. But there wasn’t a chance. Too many pieces of him were missing. In a flurry, he rounded a corner in the alley before being sent flying to the ground. He’d bumped into something. Heart nearly pounding out of his chest, he looked up into the eyes of the monster. They glowed soft red in the dimness. 

[color=#FF4040]“Hey.”[/color] The grin widened a fraction as it took a step closer.

“Wha- bu- no! No no no! How?!” Tim cowered as it advanced on him, paralyzed into place in a heap of himself on the ground.

[color=#FF4040]“MuGshOts buddy! Y’all are repeat offenders so, you know. Cross reference the security camera footage they showed on the news and yeah- thE mAth maThS.”[/color] It had reached Tim by this point, grabbing his shirt by the collar and lifting him up off the ground. Wide, crimson eyes peered into his own. They were creased at the corners with amusement. [color=#FF4040]“Ever hear of trigger discipline bUddY bOy? She was only sixteen you know.”[/color] The monster laughed. [color=#FF4040]“I LOVE guns. Used to carry one aLL the TiMe when I worked for Koth. But she was only sixteen. Why would you shoot? Nervous, right?”[/color] Tim had begun to sob. [color=#FF4040]“Well don’t WoRrY about a thing pal! You don’t gotta be scared anymore. I’m not the vengeful type.”[/color] The monstrous smile widened to proportions that Tim didn’t think should be possible. [color=#FF4040]“Super heroes ain’t like that. So this’ll be over quickly.”[/color]

[i]ate henry gonna eat me ate henry gonna eat me ate henry gonn-[/i]

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Chuck’s jaws clamped down shut around the scumbag shooter’s skull, teeth shredding through skin and meat and crunching through bone. Alongside iron and a hint of salt, the taste of something bitter and terrified fell upon his tongue. The soul. Enough of the body was left behind for police to identify. But the soul? Chuck ate every bite.

He looked down at the corpses in deep self-satisfaction. [color=#FF4040]“AnOthER pair of criminals off the street!" Can’t forget the most important part!”[/color] He rummaged into his pockets, pulling out a sharpie and pink sticky note. He bounded off after leaving the very important message behind.

[h3][sub]GLUTTON WAS HERE. YOU ARE WELCOME PEOPLE OF NOVA CITY :) 

P.S. THOUGHTS AND PRAYERS TO THEIR VICTIM[/sub][/h3]
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It was some time later that news of the Nova City Bank robbery spread like wildfire. Chuck was extremely excited at the prospect of being able to team up with all the other heroes that would undoubtedly lend their aid to his most recent catastrophe. Maybe this would even get Blaze out of retirement. God damn that guy was so cool. 

And so, with thoughts of heroism and team-ups flooding his mind, Chuck focused his mind on the teleport spell that would get him to the exterior of the bank. Reciting the demonic runes in his mind as waves of cold air pulsed off of his body, he disappeared in a flash of black soul-stuff, reappearing before Nova City Bank to a chorus of [s]terrified shrieks[/s] rejoiceful applause.

[color=#FF4040]“HeLLo! Don’t WorRy everybody! Glutton fights for YOU! For JUSTICE!” [/color]

He looked around dimly. Where was everybody else? 

[color=#FF4040]“...I’m gonna wait for the rest of my team though!”[/color]