Garret Prince
From Unofficial Handbook of the Virtue Universe
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| "King Kong" | |
| Garret Prince | |
| Player: @Garret Prince | |
| Origin: | Natural |
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| Archetype: | Stalker |
| Threat Level: | 41 :D |
| Personal Data | |
| Real Name: | Garret Prince |
| Known Aliases: | Garret Prince |
| Species: | Human |
| Age: | 29 |
| Height: | 6'11 |
| Weight: | Lean |
| Eye Color: | Unknown |
| Hair Color: | Black |
| Biographical Data | |
| Nationality: | Caucasian |
| Occupation: | Freelance Enforcer |
| Place of Birth: | Kings Row |
| Base of Operations: | Kings Row |
| Marital Status: | Single |
| Known Relatives: | Deceased |
| Known Powers | |
| Annoyance | |
| Known Abilities | |
| Street fighting, Ninjitsu, Voodoo Potion #10 | |
| Equipment | |
| Voodoo Potions, Throwing Knife | |
| Eyes hidden at all times | |
Contents |
Early History
((Alright..So this is new to me..I generally write stories with dragons and magic shooting elves...And even then I'm not that great...Anything ya want to tell me about it...Let me know))
Garret Prince ran through the streets of his hood in the Row. "Now how the hell do I get into these fuckin' situations?" The ten year old ducked into an alleyway, almost out of breath as he looked around. Four or Five Skulls ran in behind him. Garret looked up, seeing a fire escape, and tried to jump for it, reaching out his hands in desperation. He missed, falling back down, missing his landing and falling onto his stomach. He tried to get up and run, but a hand shot out, grabbing his collar, and dragged him back. The guffaws of the Skulls seemed like torture as he knew they knew that he was a Hellion. They shoved him between them, throwing in a punch every so often. One of the gang bangers smashed his head with a glass bottle, shattering it and he fell to the ground. He felt the back of his head, where it was wet. He looked at his hand, gasping as he saw the red gleam of blood. Then, as he tried to lash out at one of the members, another one picked him up, putting him in a full nelson. "Let go of me you goddamn bitch!" The Skull shoved him against the wall, and some other Skull stepped behind him, holding a knife to Garret's throat.
"Prince...You ain't in the position to talk ya little shit! You messed with my bro last week and now I think I's gonna give ya what ya deserve"
Garret smirked, "What? A break from your stupid speeches?" The Skull holding Garret smashes his face into the wall a couple times. Garret turned his head just enough to face the Skull that held the knife, spitting blood on his mask "Theres for your mother"
The knife dug deeper into his throat, cutting it slightly, not deep, but some. All of a sudden, Garret could feel the heat as he was dropped to the ground. He looked up, seeing Hellions emerge from the other end of the alleyway, some Damned shooting fireballs out at the low Skull thugs. His friend, Darius, one of the damned, picked him up, hoisting him on his shoulders, he quickly shot out three fireballs infront of him at the Skull who had Garret at knife point. The thug dropped dead, his mask off, and his face burned completly. Garret spat at him as Darius carried him out.
"You alrigh' little man?"
"Yeah, I'm good...I gotta bit of a cut, but I've had worse"
"Alright man...Go to the hideout man...I'll meet ya there later...You can make it a block right?"
Darius's face under the mask held a grin
"Shut up man..I'll meet ya there"
"Peace little man"
Garret ran towards the hide out, ducking in. He got to his bunk, a matress held up only by tires, and layed on it. He began to fall to sleep.
Garret ran down the street, sirens being heard as he ran, the warmth of the gun, almost burning where it rested against his stomach, and the pain in his hand raging.
He turned the corner, running away from his school to see his house. Blood covered his face in little splatters where it had flown from the other kid as the bullet made impact. As he turned the corner, he slammed open the door, running into the bathroom of his house, trying to wash the blood away. His mother came in "Garret are you...Oh my god! Is that blood?!"
"Mommy...No...No it...Please...Don't be mad...I just didn' wan' to get hurt!"
His father had come in, hearing the yelling "What the fuck is goin' on in here!?" He saw Garret "...You didn't"
"No please daddy...It..It was an accident"
His father reached back, getting ready to punch and then..
Garret awoke, a cold sweat drenching him. He looked around, and rested again...Eventually the nightmares would stop...Eventually...The pain would go away..And he would go numb
=Affilations=Giordano Family
