I turned in the dire where that middle-aged man wearing a red robe standihe living room. He had short brown hair and dark circles under his eyes. His expression was furious.

  "Who the hell are you?" The man asked dangerously while gring at me. "Why are you here? How did you get in?"

  I ignored him as my eyes went toward the living room, where two burly and huge men sat on the sofa, watg a spame. They both were dressed in bck suits and ties. One of them had a beer bottle in his hands. I could tell they weren't your normal Joe. These bastards are gang members. They wear all the suits they want, but that gruff expression on their faces gives away everything.

  Michelle's mother was about to say something, but I stepped forward and grabbed her shoulder, giving her a reassuring look. She gave me a nod silently. I looked toward Michelle. Even iate, she's warnihat they have guns with them and signio leave. Damn, w about me even in this situation. I felt a pain in my heart seeing her like this.

  I faced the man in the red robe, "Are you the one who hurt them?" I asked in a cold tone. My eyes were fixed on his ugly mug.

  "None of your fug business! Get the fuck out of my house right now! Or else..." The man growled angrily while g his fists tightly.

  I cut him off midway, "Or else what? You'll hit me? Huh?!" I retorted furiously. Michelle and her mother fli my raised voice. The two gang members didn't eve to my taunt, instead, they kept watg the TV.

  I took out my spare gloves and put them on because of the things I'm going to do ...

  The man scoffed arrogantly before smiling wickedly, "That's exactly what I'll do!" He lunged forward with a punch aimed at my face. But I blocked it easily by grabbing his fist.

  I twisted his wrist harshly before kneeing him iomach multiple times. He groaned in pain while falling ft on his knees. I gripped his chtly before pulling him upwards until our faces were mere inches apart from each other. I tilted my head and looked toward Michelle's mom's face.

  "Your husband?" I asked curiously while keeping my eyes locked on the whimpering bastard in my clutches. Michelle's mom nodded weakly before taking Michelle into her embrace.

  I smiled sinisterly before pung the maedly across his face.

  "You mind if I give him a nice massage?" I asked Michelle's mother casually. She shook her head silently while hugging Michelle tightly. I grinned evilly before throwing the man towards the floor. He nded o the gangsters' legs. "Hey! Trash of society, get the fuck out of here if you don't want to die because right now, I'm barely holding on to my sanity. Leave and never show your face again! Otherwise..."

  Before I could finish my sentehe gangsters stood up calmly.

  One of them opened his bzer and took out a freaking shotgun and pressed it on my chest, "Kids these days..."

  "Exactly," I grabbed the muzzle of the shotgun and simply crushed it with my bare hands before snatg it off his grip effortlessly. I ripped apart the gun with ease and threw it on the floor, "Kids these days. Pointing guns without knowing who or what they are exactly dealing with..."

  "Fuck! Freak!" He took out his handgun and poi me, followed by his friend, "Don't e closer, you freak. Or else..." They quickly turheir guns at Michelle and her mother, "We are gonna kill them." He threatened.

  My expression darkened as I ched my fists tightly, "You're threatening me? With them? Really? You're pointing a gun at them?" I questiohem dangerously while gritting my teeth in anger. I put my web shooters into shield mode. It shoots out two small button-sized devices that create a temporary shield. "You stupid?" I threw them at the door.

  The devices crackled with energy, as a blue shield appeared betweehugs and the door. Both of them fired several rounds of bullets, but they were deflected by the shield effortlessly.

  I cracked my knuckles before lunging forward towards the thugs. They began to shoot at me. I followed my spider seo dodge every bullet ing my way. When I got close enough, I punched ohug in the face, sending him crashing into the televisio.

  His partried to shoot at me again, but I kicked his wrist. The bullet flew upward, hitting the delier above our heads. I grabbed his throat and smmed him on the floor, then followed it up with a hard stomp on his knee, breaking it instantly.

  "Arggg!" He screamed in agony while clutg his broken knee desperately. I picked him by his colr before smming my forehead against his face brutally. Blood spurted out from his nose upon impact.

  Michelle and her mother covered their ears upon hearing the thug's painful screams eg throughout the room.

  I tio beat them up. Blood ah flew everywhere as my punches and kicks rained down upon them mercilessly. After beating them up thhly, I dragged them towards Michelle's father before tossing them near his feet.

  I crouched o him befrabbing his jaw forcefully and lifting his upper body until he was fag me, "Now. Where were we?"

  The shield disappeared with a little humm...

  "I'm sorry. Please. No more. They threatened me for money. I am fug broke!" He begged pathetically. "They forced me to sell drugs. They wanted Michelle and her mom too! Please! Spare me! I promise! I will leave them alone. Please! I'm begging you. Mercy!" Tears streamed down his disgusting fatrolbly.

  "Liar!" Michelle burst out in anger. I've never seehis angry before. She released herself from her mother's hug and lunged forward towards her pathetic excuse of a father. Michelle spped him hard across his face repeatedly, "You liar! Liar! Liar! You gambled everything away and today you went as far as to whore us out! Bastard! Die! Die! Die!"

  Her mother pulled her away forcefully, trying to stop Michelle from hurting her father any more than needed. I helped her and calmed down Michelle by huggiightly.

  "It's ok. Calm down. Everything's fine now. No one is gonna hurt you anymore. Ok?" I assured her soothingly while caressing her back gently. Michelle buried her face against my chest while sobbing untrolbly.

  I don't have much time. I'm sure the neighbors have already heard the gunshots. The cops will be here any minute now. I o create a situation where none of us would get into trouble.

  I looked toward Michelle's mother, "Listen to me. Take her and leave through the back door. Wait for me at the bus stop. I'll take care of things here."

  "You aren't going to kill them, right?" Michelle's mom asked worriedly.

  "I'll do what's necessary. I'll make sure that no one ever es after Michelle or you again. Trust me," I assured her fidently.

  She nodded silently before dragging Michelle towards the back door. Once I made sure that they had left safely, I turo Michelle's pathetic excuse of a father. I took the handguns off the floor and pced one in Michelle's father's hand, "You want to live? Shoot them both and I promise, I won't hurt you anymore. You got ten seds." I pressed the un on his head, "Clock's tig. Choose, motherfucker!"

  He hesitated for a moment before pointing the gun at ohug. Tears flowed down his faonstop as he bit his lips nervously. His hand trembled violently.

  Pathetic bastard! To think they were putting up with this trash... Fucker tried to sell his wife and daughter! Despicable!

  "...5 seds left," I took out the mag and reloaded the gun leisurely before pg it ba his head.

  "Please! Have mercy! I beg you! I 't do it! Please! I am really sorry for everything! I know nothing I say erase my sins!" He begged.

  "3 seds..." I pressed it harder on his head.

  Michelle's father closed his eyes shut, before pulling the trigger without hesitation.

  Bang!!

  The bullet pierced through the thug's chest, killing him instantly.

  Bang!!

  Another sh out as the sed thug died too.

  Michelle's father dropped the gun immediately before vomiting untrolbly.

  I quickly searched their bodies and found a phone. Well, I'll kill all of them to avoid future troubles, but first, I o erase some evidence... I ed the floor to erase my footprints. Then I turoward the pathetic bastard. There's no way I'm gonhis fucker go just like this. Yeah, I won't kill him, but I'll make sure that he remembers certain things about me...

  Like, you don't mess with my girl...

  I took off my right glove and grabbed his face. I'm gonna use the most cruel power I have to make sure that he remembers me forever...

  "Mark of Kaine!" I whispered softly.

  Mark of Kaine is a burning touch that burns skin and leaves hand prints on his victims' faces or any other body parts. In simple terms, I use my sticky power to sti someone's skin and pull it hard to rip apart their skin, but the stig factees some kind of trated static electricity that burns the skin. Now, if I press down instead to rip skin, the burn increases.

  "GAAAAAAHHHH!" Michelle's father screamed in excruciating pain as I branded his face with my Mark of Kaiears flowed down his faonstop as he pleaded for mercy. I ignored his pleas and tinued branding his face thhly until the police siren echoed from a distanext, I put my gloves on and pocked his eyes. 't let this fucker identify me, right?

  After erasing my identity, I threw him out the window.

  [Crash!] The window shattered as his bloody body rolled outside. I did the same to those two dead fuckers. Then, I jumped out the window, started my bike, ahe area. Luckily, there wasn't any CCTV around this part, all thanks to these gang fuckers. Well, I'll let the cops deal with this. As for Michelle and her mother, I o hire a good wyer...

  Well, more work for Matt.

  I drove toward the bus stop.

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