Year: now
Location:  Michigan  City.



Inside a large corporate pharmaceutical building a man stands looking outside his window at the city below, falling apart crime running rampant due to the massive lay offs and the taking of factories overseas leaving americans to suffer the  consequences of capitalism and creed. His name is  Benjamin  Eastwood and he has lived in this city his whole life give or take a year or two for travel. His parents were killed during a home robbery at his mansion, at least that is what the police kept saying But, he knows that isnt true. He was 8 when it happen, he saw the killer and locked eyes with him as he turned and left during the night. He remembers walking in and seeing both his mother sprawled out on the bed blood everywhere.


Those blue eyes since then have haunted his nightmares, to him it was more than a burglary motivated by hate or so he believes. It is the only reason he can think of why some one would kill his mother and father. His Mother being a scientist all she ever did was research and help develop genetic treatments for various diseases, it was during the human Genome Project everyone was looking to be the 1st to unlock the human Genome and patent every little thing. His Father was an automobile owner who ran his own factory he help give jobs to the city.


His Mother's patents and various research transferred over to him as soon as they died he inherited the family wealth and automobile factories which helped him build his empire at a very young age. There has been times when he has wanted to abandon this city and leave it to it's own ends for what it took from him, his Mother and Father, his Family. Then he sees the poor unfortunate people down below the elderly woman walking down the street with her grocery bag barely able to live with her social security if that is what one calls living. The single Mother who holds her kids hand as they walk past the drug dealers and disrespectful men who whistle and holler at her, that's when he remembers he isnt the only one who has suffered inside this city.


Having done enough contemplating he heads to his closet hitting a hidden panel on the side which reveals a hidden room behind the closet and inside it a grotesque costume designed to scare any who see it. Making sure his Office door is closed he dons his costume his feral  kevlar mask with varius modes of visual gadgets, his Kevlar fur trimmed vest and his razor sharp tip gauntlets, a hydrolic grapple gun, throwing blades, and riot gas as well as his 15 minute rebreather ready he dons his his dark ragged like trench coat. People around here call him the Hellhound, Gear City's Watch Dog, The Dark Hunter. Few ever get a clear glimpse at him which has resulted in him becoming an urban myth. Some believe he is a Werewolf, a Demon, no one knows for sure but what they do know is that he attacks only the wicked mutilating them and sometimes even killing them.

Fully dressed he heads up to the roof exiting the building behind the large Neon company sign, "Genome." Looking down Hellhound jumps using his coat to bleed off some of the momentum while using his grappling gun to fire to the next building to  arc the fall bleeding the rest as he swings across to the next building disengaging his grapple gun he digs his razor claws to the wall as he slides down toward the street creating a loud screeching sound that announces his arrival. Many of the petty criminals upon hearing it run off inside their buildings or drive away hoping to not run into the Hellhound.


It's time for Hellhound to prowl the night as he drops inside an alley, his boots splashing water as he lands, his coat draped as he crouches down hidden by the shadows... quietly he looks around his mask having small round reflectors above his eyes which make it appear as eye shine to scare the ignorant and guilty. he walks out of the alley and covers up his head with his coat's hood while buring his clawed hands in his pockets while he strolls the streets. Bums sleeping in their alley stare at the strange man walking bye ignoring him as they take swigs from their bottled hooch. Hellhound sees a group of men coming out of an alley as a woman walks by he knows what they are thinking easy prey as they quitely stalk her. The men begin to whistle at her making her feel uncomfortable as she hurriedly walks away, Hellhound walking behind the group of men going unnoticed as he approaches.


The woman spinning around reaches into her purse and pulls out her pepper spray...

Man: ooh, we're scared..hahaha..

The Woman's eyes grow wide in terror as she sees the stranger behind the men as he pulls out his clawed hands from his pockets reaching toward the shoulder of one of the men.

Hellhound: you should be.(muffled voice)

Immediately Hellhound throws one of the men against the wall, the others turning around pulling guns, the woman running away the 1st chance she gets screaming. The Men open fire, Hellhound ducking using one of the men as a shield while dropping one of the gas canisters and donning his rebreather. his hood falling off exposing his feral animal mask moving too fast and covered by the smoke the men have a hard time seeing Hellhound as their eyes tear up. Hellhound's mask lens covering keeps his eyes save while he moves through gutting the men, breaking bones and disarming the remaining few. Men and Women from the neighborhood look out their windows hiding behind their curtains as they watch what is happening. The smoke clearing as they witness a large fur covered creature with a trench coat and an animal face covering himself up as he places his hood over his head walking into a near by alley swallowed by the shadows and vanishing.. the only evidence that he is real is the maimed and dead bodies on the street. Hellhound using the alley to cover his withdrawal from the scene using his grappling gun to reach the roof taking one last look at his handy work before running off leaping from building top to building top.
 

Late night News.


reporter: As you can see behind me there was once again another attack from the hellhound.
Leaving 2 men dead and 3 critically injured.
i have with me a witness to the incident.
can you tell me what happen here, Ma'am.

Woman: i was walking home from work when i was accosted by these men.
i was scared but then something appeared behind them.
it was large some kind of animal man with claws, fangs wearing a coat, i could see it's fur beneath it.
his eyes glowing beneath it's hood, i screamed and all of a sudden it attacked the men who started firing at it.
i then ran away...


Neighbor witness: umm.. yeh.
i wanna give a shout out to my baby's momma, Kesha!
Hi Boo!

and i just wanna say that i saw the whole thing.. man was that thing freaky as sh#$!
had to have bn a werewolf or something..
They must have shot the thing like 15 times but it just kept clawing at them like nothing.
it was off the Hook, son!


Neighbor witness # 2: yes, i saw the whole thing..
the thing just stood there watching the men dying as the smoke cleared, you could see the evil hate in it's eyes..
the thing aint human it came straight out of hell to claim the wicked souls.
i tell you it's evil..

Neighbor Witness # 3: man, you dont know what you're talking about.
that thing saved the woman's life and it only goes after criminals, like murderers and rapist and whatnot!
The Hellhound Rocks!

Reporter: This is Gregory Jackman with the eleven O'clock news.


THe television screen fades out to black (click)

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time: Morning
Location: office meeting


Board members: Mr. Eastwood, i am not sure what it is you want us to do here.

Benjamin Eastwood: simple Gentlemen, i want you to invest in the neighborhood.
buy property rebuild homes, and buildings.


Board Members: and why would we do that?
this city is falling apart better to move on and let it occur.


Benjamin Eastwood: b/c we can stop it.
look at it as an investment.
you an buy the property cheap get tax cuts from the city.
you can even reinvest in the community by purchasing banks helping small business grow in the community...


Board Members: you have to be crazy to think that will work look at the crime rate.


Benjamin Eastwood: you're not seeing the big picture.


Board Members: what big picture.
 
Benjamin Eastwood: this "Hellhound" is running off all the criminals out of  the neighborhoods soon there wont be any left.
that's when we move in rebuild reassert control over the neighborhood hire security have  police presence to keep them out once and for all.
We can do this again and again till we take back the city from the criminals.

Board Members: your big picture is the Hellhound, the urban myth?


Benjamin Eastwood: Myth or not gentlemen, he is scaring away the criminals.(turns on television)

Board Members: i dont know, we'll have to think about it.
you ask alot, the risk is just too high for many of us to jump into this lightly

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Benjamin reliving the meeting in his mind annoyed that these men are unwilling to help the community, Ben training in his private gym exercising on his treadmill finishing up as he steps off using a towel to wipe the sweat from his face. Ben walking to a refrigerator as he pulls out a small vial and syringe and prepares an injection for himself placing it in his bicep he stabs the needle and pushes down the plunger the clear liquid travels into his blood stream.


He has trained all his life physically and mentally to prepare himself yet it was never enough there was physical limits placed on his human body that no amount of training could overcome even from the finest  human specimen. That's when he turned to science and his company at 1st using new unpatented and unregistered growth hormones and steroids but it still wasnt enough, that's when he did some research into his Mother's notes and patents she was able to help create various vaccine's using donor blood from an unknown source. She manage to isolate key genetic sequence from the DNA strands and from it and discovered that it was a pure human sample without any genetic abnormalities, it was perfect. He never knew where his Mother got the sample but he was able to find it years later in a cold storage unit in the company lab forgotten by everyone but him, he was lucky that the sample survived as long as it did without someone throwing it out.


He read his mother's notes and put himself to work cloning the blood to make more samples for experimentation working alone it was difficult for him having to learn as problem arose using his mother's research and online sites to guide him in his quest.  At 1st he used the blood to create certain vaccines for himself to inoculate himself and patented some of them that he felt the world was ready for, Later he thought about using the blood to re sequence his DNA using a retrovirus to cut and paste key sequence into his DNA.


There was already experimental trials with re sequencing DNA on leukemia patients he simply expanded on it, his 1st course treatment nearly killed him leaving him bed ridden for several days fighting off a fever while his body chemistry was altered. It took time and many treatments but he is almost finally done his final injection will fully rewrite his DNA removing all genetic flaws and in his eyes making him not just peak human which he already was but a true superhuman perfect in every way capable of breaking every human limitation in strength, agility, durability and constitution.


It is the only way one can do what he does, A man even a peak athlete could not survive long in the streets without putting a heavy strain on their body shortening their life spans and each day being more susceptible to injury less than half a decade would be all one could hope for. There have bn Vigilantes in the past all of them caught or killed, the last one called himself the Night-bat. He had claimed to have studied all the worlds MA's yet, he was still shot and beaten to death by someone calling himself the Critic . He mocked him while he beat him to death with a crowbar. I'm sure Night-Bat thought how it could happen to him, he had dodged bullets wore kevlar knew martial arts but, all it takes is one bad day, one miss step and someone who isnt afraid of you and not all the training nor weapons in the world can save you when it's your time.

Turns out after the fact that Night-Bat was some a rich 28 year old kid who had lost his parents during a mugging, he used all his fortune and company resources to fight crime. The final nail on his coffin was that his business and family fortune was confiscated seized by the police and F.B.I. leaving many without a job adding to the unemployment.  The Critic soon after finished off all his remaining friends, apparently it could have all been avoided if the Night-Bat would have killed the Critic when he had the chance months prior but, due to some warp ethic code of Vigilantism and a broken legal system the Critic came back.

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