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"GET BACK HERE!" the older man hissed through his teeth.
"Sorry can't do that" Tommy said with a tinge of guilt in his voice as he jumped to the next building toward the forest surrounding the kingdom and yet he found himself wondering how he got into this mess. it all started when...
He heard the scream of a woman while on his evening Patrol making sure that his sector of the kingdom was okay, like he did every night, as he ran closer to the woman's screams for help, it was obvious she was being mugged. It was by a man in a black mask not too tall, not too small. He wasn't big but he wasn't lanky, it was just enough to intimidate a young beautiful girl. As he held her at gunpoint he shouted, "SHUT UP PRIMEDAMNED WOMAN AND GIVE ME THE NECKLACE!" Tommy could tell from where he was standing that the necklace was obviously fake, probably worth 3 bucks at the local pawn shop. So there was no point in robbing her of it. I mean the woman just wanted to look nice on a night out. Tommy jumped in front of the woman telling her to stay back. Oddly calm and collected for the current situation, the gun was to his chest when he jumped in front of the woman.
Without even realizing the man in a mask stammered back a bit after the sudden change of events. "Yeah, we can do this the hard way or the easy way," the vigilante said with an eerily sympathetic smile painting his face. Easily mistaken for a mockery, the mugger pointed the gun at the boy again. "Stay out of this kid or else you'll get hurt," the man said, trying to look more intimidating. Tommy sighed heavily "right then, the hard way it is." in One Fell Swoop, Tommy redirected the gun out of the man's hands and kicked it toward the other side of the alleyway. Tommy looked back at the girl who was standing terrified but somewhat relieved and quickly examined her for any injuries or something he could use to tie up the mugger's hands. She was wearing a flowing, purple, summery, dress. He saw a pretty light purple ribbon tying up her hair. It looked durable enough to hold the mugger, at least until a hero showed up, which wouldn't be long from now.
"Hey Ma’am, sorry to ask this of you after such a situation but can I borrow that ribbon in your hair to tie him up. After that, you can just run home."
"S-Sure" the woman stammered in shock while taking the pretty ribbon out of her hair and giving it to the Young vigilante. "What's your name?" She asked, rephrasing the question "I mean what do they call you, you must be a hero of some sort you seem experienced." Tommy hummed in amusement
"Sorry Miss but I'm no hero at least not yet. I'm a vigilante, ya see sometimes Heroes can't get to places in time so I'm here to help, sure doesn't abide by the law but I'm trying to be of some use. Not to mention the sacrifices, especially since we have our own lives too." Tommy explained while he tied up the man who was now knocked out on the ground.
"Ah that's very sweet of you but you must have a name right?"
"Hmm I never thought of it like that. I'll have to come up with one, thanks for the new Insight Ma’am! what's your name if you don't mind me asking?" "Hannah, Hannah Rose."
"Nice to meet you, Hannah. Well, I better be getting home as I said before. I still have a life outside of vigilantism. and I've got College assignments to do. get home safe!" He said as he turned to walk out of the alleyway only to be stopped in his tracks by the sound hero none other than Cyrus...
Ah, so that's how he got into this mess. Just as he was about to make it to the next building he saw a small child, about a three-year-old, walk into the street to get a toy ball that he must have dropped. Unbeknown to the child and his mother a truck was speeding toward the baby. He grabbed the ball.
Tommy turned his Focus from running away from the sound hero to the child as he swung down with the unstable grappling hook that he made.
He was supposed to test it tonight but things got in the way. He saw this as a perfect opportunity, as he swooped down and caught the child, the rope snapped leaving Tommy to get hit by the truck. Tommy's hero instinct kicked in and focused more on shielding the child from the full impact of the blow. The force of the truck made Tommy tumble a few feet away. The driver stopped to see if he was okay. Tommy winced in pain quietly as he got up and walked over to the mother who was in shock, as he handed her the baby. "try to keep a closer eye on your child" he said while coughing violently. the scared woman hesitantly took her child from Tommy's arms. Cyrus stood on the edge of the rooftop of a building. His heels were the only thing balancing him from falling off after learning to balance on techno sword during sparring matches. He watched in amazement as he was chasing Tommy just a minute before and Tommy was willing to put himself aside from getting caught to save a small child from getting hit by a car. Tommy remembered the current situation he was in and looked up to see the hero Still Standing watching from afar. Right then and there he decided that he was going to keep running as Cyrus hadn't caught him yet. He scaled the building of a flower shop a bit overgrown by Vines, the old building having brick sticking out. Tommy used that to his advantage to climb up faster than a normal human could (after being hit by a fucking truck). and continue to run from building to building.
Cyrus, with a new goal on his mind, continues to chase Tommy rather than catch him but see if he is okay. Tommy continues to run to the edge of the Kingdom, settling next to a tree to rest from the events that just went down. Cyrus not far behind him inched closer to Tommy as he saw him sitting next to a tree Breathing heavily. Tommy caught a glimpse of the hero, instantly positioning himself in a haphazard fighter pose still hurt from the truck. “You want to fight, I can fight.” Tommy knew this is going to be a losing battle in that he was going to be in a holding cell for a long time.
Cyrus gaped at the fact that Tommy was still even able to stand after the events that just happened. he stared at Tommy with a sympathetic and sad look but it wasn't a look of pity, knowing that this wasn't the first time Tommy had to fight badly injured and from the stands, he took it looks like he was experienced in this kind of situation.
Tommy picks up on the fact that the hero probably wasn't going to respond to him. He took that as a chance. He pulled out what looked to be a smoke bomb. He threw it down and Red Mist exploded from the handmade bomb as he made his getaway, already halfway home.
It took Cyrus a minute to register what had just gone down only to find that the kid was long gone.
Tommy made one of his not-so-graceful Landings onto a roof littered with flowers and plants. He wanted to say hello to his pets. But he decided that patching up the injury that he had was a bit more important than that. he made his way to one of the floorboards that looked a bit out of place and pulled up a string that was attached to it, it was a door leading into his room. he climbed down the ladder still wincing in pain as he headed toward the bathroom to pull out the first aid kit and see the damage. he just hoped nothing was too broken, he couldn't come up with a good explanation as to why he came to his college classes with another cast. Tubbo and Ranboo we're getting a little too suspicious for Tommy's liking.
Tommy winced in pain as he took off his sweatshirt. He looked in the mirror and saw a giant bruise over his rib cage, the purple Hue of the bruise bleeding onto his arm. nothing that couldn't be covered up with a nice long sleeve. He did feel a little bit of pain in his arm. but he could just do what he's always done, fake it till ya make it. The only bad part about it is that Tubbo seems to always playfully hit him in the places where he was already hurt.
one-time Tommy came to school with a sling saying his arm was broken. and tubbo accidentally punched his cast. That pain was seared into Tommy's brain. Knowing tubbo he’d probably punch Tommy's arm or something but that was a problem for future Tommy to deal with.
In the meantime, he had to feed his pets. He grabbed the many bags of pet food that he had for many different animals. Tommy headed back onto the rooftop. and walked towards the bigger plans and picked up a not-so-small snail. "hello Saloon!" he said as he put a few pieces of carrots and strawberries in her food bowl and made sure that her water bowl was full. After that he turned to his pet spider spinning a web in between two plants "hello shroud!" he said as he stuck a dried cricket to the big web that the spider was spinning. he then moved on to 4 small bowls that were completely licked empty, after looking around the rooftop he saw that the animals who owned the bowls weren't there yet. he knew that if he shook their food bag though they'd show up immediately, almost like a meeting of the council. he opened the bag of cat food and poured some into one of the bowls. All of a sudden he saw four Cats Sitting before him. He laughed softly as he poured the food into the other three bowls, and scooped out a can of tuna into each, "hello Ginger, kit, Genji, Marina....?" He said questionably as he looked at the cat, a small kitten in her mouth. What do you have there love?" Tommy took the small kitten from Marina. Tommy went downstairs to get a bottle from the fridge for the small cat.
He came back up to the Rooftop with a bag of birdseed in his hand. He left the kitten to drink the milk as he poured bird seed into a PVC pipe he cut it in half and glued it together to make somewhat of a gutter-like shape for the birds to feed on. After he made sure that he fed all the animals he went downstairs to the kitchen with the small kitten in his hands to find something for it to eat. “there it is!” he said as he found a can of kitten food in the cabinet he put it into one of the smaller bowls that he had in his room and made sure the cat ate it before turning to his computer to see if he had any new assignments before going to bed after seeing that he finished all his assignments before going on patrol. he was relieved to finally get to bed and sleep.