In Westside We Trust

[Jacket]

The DeLorean rolled down an empty street of the poor modern architect that was once bustling with life that the upper tiers have taken. Jacket kept one hand on the stirring wheel while shifting gears to slow down. He cruised down the street while he was hundreds of feet away from his destination. The GPS gone off with a robotic female voice announcing Jacket was at his destination. Jacket parallel parked the car and killed the engine from turning his key away from the ignition. His gullwing door swung open, revealing him his identity covered up with his chicken mask. He shut the door behind him as he moved across the empty littered street with no life. Across the street was an abandoned Victorian Hotel that appeared to be left in the dust for eternity. Graffiti signatures covered parts of the building that vandals made. Half of the windows were shattered and boarded up with little signs on them saying "No Trespassing".

Jacket continued to walk toward the three-floor hotel which gave it away to be the Fangs home since the graffiti signature had their names all over it. While walking, the omnilium in his pocket began to glow to summon one of his weapons that he desired. A wooden bat showed up in his right hand while he held the sports weapon at a low angle with the top pointing toward the asphalt surface of the street. He went toward the little flight of steps leading to the wooden antique double door entrance. The doors were opened by him which surprised one of the Fangs gang members that stood guard at the door. A male human Caucasian wore a grey hoody with painted yellow letters spelled on his back "Third Street Fangs". His hood from the sweatshirt covered most of the gang member's head but his face was exposed.

In a staggering fast motion, the gang member grabbed a metal pipe that leaned against a wall to defend himself from the intruder. Jacket ran up and attacked first with his bat, but the gang member followed in to block it. The prime hit his bat against the metal pipe that his opponent held. A grunt came out of the gang member's mouth from the vibration of Jacket's brutal move. After a split second of fighting for strength, Jacket kicked with his right foot which caused the gang member to hit his back against a pillar with a hard impact. Still, the metal pipe remained in his hand with a tight grasp but was lowered to his side after colliding with the pillar. The gang member was dazed from the kick but gathered his senses back to move out of the way from Jacket's bat that was swung in a harmful motion.

A loud bang noise was made with the wooden bat hitting the wall so hard. Jacket's enemy faced him with his pipe raise to make a move to stop him, but Jacket turned quick to meet eye contact and made another quick swing to the gang member's head. Jacket's attack was successful and knocked his opponent on the ground from the critical hit. The Fangs member's hands by instinct went to cover his head from the painful hit that he took. He screamed in pain, but Jacket didn't waste any time and finished him off by smashing the bat violently on the victim's skull, repeatedly. After Jacket was finished beating the gang member senselessly, the identity of the victim was unrecognizable and horrifying, appearing as if it was a scene from a slasher flick.

Blood covered the lower part of  Jacket's body and half of his bat was soaked from gore. Suddenly, yelling could be heard coming from further down of the trashed main lobby where the masked killer stood at. He realized that there were other gang members that witnessed the scene. Most of them drew their firearms out and opened fire on Jacket. The masked prime made a quick dodge roll toward another dirtied pillar for cover. His omnium began to glow from the pocket to retrieve his bat back in the orb. This time, Jacket summoned a desert eagle for his choice of firearm. He slid part of the gun back to cock the hammer into place. Apparently, the gangs' firearms consisted were some having guns that fired bullets or black-market blasters. From the bullets impacting, parts of the pillar began to chip off making his cover crumbling apart. When the Fangs members had to reload, Jacket got out of cover and aimed down the iron sites to land his shots.

Four shots were fired by him and three members died from his precise shots. Others grabbed for cover quickly behind anything that was solid and durable. Some of them reloaded quickly during Jacket's turn and shot back at him before he could empty his clip. This made him duck behind the decaying pillar again, but he had a goal and that was to move up closer to get a better range. Soon after the Fangs members had to reload again, Jacket moved up with a burst of quick movement. While moving, one gang member got his weapon fully reloaded and fired back at Jacket. Blaster bolts whizzed past his head before he ducked down for cover behind the front dusty wooden desk. The material was decaying from how long it sat here and possibly not protect him for a good period of time.

Jacket poked his head out again to get a couple of shots. The trigger was pulled at a fast rate, causing four more bullets to become airborne at his targets. Inside the clip, no bullets remained so he reloaded his gun. Two of the bullets hit one guy causing him to go down on the floor while bleeding out. The two other bullets killed one gang member in a similar way as the previous one. Three members remained left in this lobby, making them feel tension and nervousness about their lives. They laid suppressive fire upon the desk, causing it to shred up even more. From his cover becoming destroyed, Jacket summoned another desert eagle to go dual wielding. He leaped over the desk quickly with two pistols in his hands. He simultaneously opened fire on the three remaining gang members that stood out in the open from their covers. They weren't too far away from where Jacket stood now which was in the middle of the main lobby. Everyone from the Fangs dropped dead from Jacket's guns and bleed onto the floor with motionless expressions that were filled with death.

The masked killer hurried toward the end of the main lobby that led to the main stairwell of the hotel. He ran up the rotten fabric steps that had parts of it ripped out. After a minute ascending the stairwell, Jacket arrived on the second floor of the hotel. Gang members on the second floor talked back and forth at each other about tactics to encounter this single murderer. They get into their positions fast as they hear him coming up the steps. Jacket held his desert eagles straight out in front of him to fire at anyone on sight. As he set foot on the second floor, one lone Fangs member stood out in the middle of the hallway and began retreating with his melee weapon that appeared to be a cricket bat. The masked prime pulled the triggers on his guns and fired off a total of six bullets with three coming from each gun.

At the second he fired off his weapons, other Fang members unleashed hell upon Jacket with such sheer number of firepower from their guns/blasters. This made the prime dove for cover in an open hotel room on his right. The gang member he shot at earlier fell dead upon the floor with blood pouring out from the bullet holes that pierced his flesh. Jacket couldn't tell how many Fangs members were on this floor.  After there was a pause from the Fangs members trying to reload their weapons, Jacket got out of his cover and ran down the hallway to the closest room where he recalled that an enemy was taking cover at. When he turned to the room with a Fangs member was taking cover at, his sudden appearance startled the member but was shot down fast by Jacket.

The masked prime took cover in that room while the gang members shoot continuously, making their fresh clips run dry faster. He decided to change his weaponry again by summoning an Ithaca shotgun due to this environment becoming close quarters. When they had to reload again at the same time, Jacket pumped his weapon than moved out of cover with his shotgun aimed in both hands. He ran quickly down the hall in a menacingly way while on the lookout who will peep over their cover. When they all aimed at him, Jacket fired off his shotgun that filled the building with booms. His aim pinpointed the targets swiftly, making them become a gory mess between each pump. Four members were killed by him that were the remainders on this floor.

Jacket wasted no time and went back toward the stairwell, eager to kill more of these degenerates.