TWELVE

I pushed all the rocks away and placed Mark on my lap.

He was breathing slowly as blood came out of his mouth.

A tear fell from my cheek onto his chest, he cupped my cheek and said,"Tommy..."

"No, no, no, save your strength, maybe we could get you to a hospital, but please, don't die."

He chuckled and said,"It's my time...take care of your sister and nieces...I love you Tommy."

His hand dropped, lifeless and I yelled and cried.

Soon, some bystanders came to see the rubble and saw me, crying on the floor. They came to help me and saw the reason I was crying and they called an ambulance.

I was freed and followed Mark to the hospital, hoping for him to come back to life, but he didn't.

I walked into the mansion slowly and Lucy ran to me with tears in her eyes. She hugged me and said,"Tommy, you're back! Where's Mark?"

I burst into tears and said,"I'm sorry Lucy but... he's gone."

Lucy didn't want to believe me but I showed her the death certificate and she screamed his name.

One month later...

I dropped a white rose on the grave and said to myself,"I'm going to get you justice, Mark..."

My life went on since that day, I went to school, went on my job, but something had changed...

From that day, I had spent every weekend at the police station, taking information and analyzing it.

I was going to find each and every one of those cops who Mr Nelson had and has under his control.

Lucy on the other hand, wasn't even close to moving on. She hadn't left her room once.

She was continuously there, mourning Mark and looking at the last pictures she had of him, how happy they were together.

I was in the library one day, researching on the laptop using my phone. It's just, I wasn't researching for school...

I then realized something...

Of course!

Why didn't I think of this earlier?!

I downloaded some face recognition software from the speed camera mainframe.

Then I took a picture of the drawing I had made of one of them and I found out where he lived, his name, his schedule and everything I needed.

Time to get to work...

I was on my bed and when I heard the light in Lucy's room go off, I got up and ran through my window.

Lucy then walked out of her room for the first time in over a month and entered mine. She sat on my bed and said,"Tommy, I'm sorry... I've only been thinking about myself and not at all about you. I know you also lost someone you loved dearly, yet you continued living, I have to too...I love you Tommy, Tommy?"

She checked my bed and all around my room, I wasn't around.

Where is he?

I stopped the taxi at the bottom of the building under construction. I walked out and looked up, the cop was there, alone.

I wore a nose mask and a baseball cap and walked into the building.

The cop was having a phone call and he said,"Yes sir..."

"So, you've gotten another job from your superiors, haven't you?"

He looked back to see someone in a mask and cap, wearing a black t-shirt and sports trousers then he asked,"Who the heck are you?"

"Someone who doesn't like you."

He smirked, pulled out a gun and said,"Well I don't like you either."

I widened my eyes and he pulled the trigger.

I dodged and did a butterfly kick to dodge another. I wasn't expecting the gun and had to retreat but I knew he wasn't going to let me go so easily so I ran to the edge and back flipped off.

I fell three stories down then held the scaffolding and spun and landed on the bar right above me.

Just then, sparks flew...he was still shooting at me.

I started doing precision jumps four time then did a b aerial to the next and dodged a shot.

The cop was furious and continued shooting with two guns.

I free fell and gripped a bar then swung and back flipped then landed on another bar.

I continued the precision jumps till a bullet hit the bar right next to my ear. I was startled and fell and crashed through a cardboard wall, knocking down a tool box and the pipes.

I supported myself on my knees and hands and sweat dripped down my forehead. I had to run, but then, I remembered all the terrible things they did to my brother before finally killing him.

Suddenly, all my fear dissolved and I picked up a pipe and gave him the intimidating look. He took a step back but aimed at me again.

I was ready this time. He took a shot but the bullet was deflected. He dropped his jaw then continued shooting.

I spun the pipe and hit every bullet then side flipped to the right then butterfly kicked and spun the pipe, hitting the bullets.

Sparks flew each time the copper pipe got buckled. The cop was getting gripped by fear as I hit every bullet, he shot the last one and it went directly to my eye, then I held the stick right in front of my face and the bullet passed right through, breaking through the buckles. Then it shot out the other side.

The cop realized bullets weren't going to work on me, and even worse, he was out of bullets.

He sprinted towards the elevator, away from the scaffolding.

Oh no you don't...