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Fuck, the government sucks, but it really does.
See, in this place, regarding rules and security, yes, there are police, military and heroes, but even with all that, most of them only focused on the major and big cities, the more dangerous and remote places were literally without any kind. of control, there were two reasons for this, first, it's basically impossible to put a police station or patrols without criminals blowing it up or killing the police, and two, they don't care, they just left them to their own devices.
And that's where the vigilantes come in, the people who bring justice to these places, basically, do the dirty work they should be doing, without pay.
But the government is an idiot and instead of supporting them and instructing them so they don't go down the wrong path, they decide to kill them : D
Why? Easy, they are illegal and the government has no control over those people who use magic in the wrong way.
Ok, it is understood that by rejecting violence they counterattack with more violence, but killing them?
They only do it to impose fear on people, to show that no one can go against what the government says, and it worked, really.
So it was until the bravest ones sacrificed their lives to try to put an end to the criminals.
Vigilantes who did not mind dying to put an end to the criminality and distrust of their neighborhood, fortunately not everything was against them, they had the support of the people, who adore them and protect them from those who try to capture them. They had the people's back, covering their backs and providing them with shelter, food and first aid.
They also instructed and trained the new vigilantes, so that they would not be captured and killed so quickly.
And here comes our favorite vigilante, Tommy, Tom, Tomathy, whatever you want to call him.
He became a vigilante when he was very little, first, he wanted to be as cool as those heroes on TV and second, he wanted to help people, so at the age of 13, he started to help in simple things and then he received instructions. by some vigilantes to be able to hide, run and fight in a better way.
But the ones who didn't agree with the idea of him becoming a vigilante were his 2 best friends, tubbo and ranboo.
Being one is not the safest thing to do, and with his young age, he would literally have to be a shadow or be very irrelevant for the government not to notice his existence and not catch him.
Despite all the fights, punishments and the thousands of rules they imposed on his young partner, he never paid attention and continued doing what he loved the most, finally, they decided to support him and give him everything he needed to not get caught, covering. sometimes his back, so, without realizing it, they became sentries, not really, but they helped him between the shadows and when necessary, by his side.
Running across the rooftops of the 89th district, a small figure can be seen moving at great speed, with hybrid tail and ears, fighting any crime that comes his way, jumping, screaming and generally enjoying his life to the fullest.
TommyInnit, was one of the youngest vigilantes that ever existed, only being surpassed by Phantom, a vigilante (now dead) who started in this world at the age of 10.
The night was very quiet, something there, something there, that was a pretty out of the ordinary night.
'Hey tubbo, the night is pretty quiet, nothing to do' - complains the blond as he lays down and rests, something that was not the rule on his patrols.
'I think you should go back, ranboo is making dinner'.
'Spaghetti?'
'You guessed it.'
'It's the middle of the night, I don't want no fucking spaghetti.' '
'You can complain if you come back.'
It was a good idea, but to be on the safe side, he'll take one last walk before heading back.
What I didn't know was that the reason there wasn't much crime was because there was a rumor that the sbi would be patrolling the area that night.
'Hey kid, what are you doing here?'
To say he gave him a scare is an understatement, he was literally dead.
Blade was right behind him.
Oh god, he almost screamed in excitement and fear, one of his idols was literally a few steps away from him, looking at him waiting for an answer, Blade, by far the best hero that could possibly exist.
He almost never lost, and no one could seriously hurt him, even when it looked like he might not survive, hence the mythical phrase "tecnoblade never dies".
'I ... have to go'.
Running was all he did, he maneuvered to try to lose techno, but nothing worked, when he thought he had lost him, he always reappeared, coming dangerously close.
Part of him was so scared, if he caught him, it was the end of him, he would be killed, but another part of him was like crazy knowing that such an important hero was chasing him.
I wonder how the hell I don't lose him. DAMN, IT'S THE END OF ME, IT'S THE END OF ME, NO BUT IT CAN'T BE THE END OF ME, I'M TOMMYINNIT, THE GREATEST VIGILANTE OF ALL TIME, I'M-.
Ranboo
In an instant, he pulled out a pearl he had in his pocket, activated it and disappeared completely from the hero's sight.
He had been saved, completely, thank God he remembered that his friend could teleport, otherwise he would have died at Blade's hands, damn, dying at Blade's hands, such a wonderful experience he would never want to try in his life . .
But look on the bright side, he managed to dodge from Blade, HE MANAGED TO ESCAPE FROM HIM.
His heart was pounding so hard it felt like it was going to burst at any moment.
'Thanks man, you saved my life.
What happened out there, are you okay' - the ender seemed genuinely concerned, more so because it wasn't very often that he called him.
'Yeah, man, I just almost got caught by Blade.'
'ALMOST GOT CAUGHT BY WHO?'
oh no, tubbo is angry, very angry.
'TOMMY, ANSWER, WHAT HAPPENED, WHO'S GOING TO PICK YOU UP, TELL ME, THE BLADE, YOU'RE SO FUCKED UP, YOU'RE NOT GOING OUT AGAIN'.
'Nonono wait, tubbs, just.... calm down...'
TOMMY, DO YOU KNOW WHAT WOULD HAVE HAPPENED IF THEY HAD CAUGHT YOU? THEY WOULD HAVE KILLED YOU, K I L L E D Y O U, YOU KNOW?
Yes, but I escaped! I escaped from Blade!
'BUT YOU'RE NOT GETTING AWAY FROM ME, YOU'RE NOT GETTING BACK OUT.'
'TUBBO YOU CAN'T DO THIS TO ME, IT'S MY LIFE-'
'WHAT A LIFE OR ANYTHING, YOU ALMOST DIED.'
'I'm not going to die yet, I'm too cool to leave now.'
'NO'
'TUBBO PLEASE COME ON MAN'
'NO AND IF YOU DON'T LISTEN TO ME IT'S GOING TO GET WORSE'
'Guys, please...'
'SHUT UP RANBOO' -they shouted before arguing further.
'Any minute now they're going to come and shut us up...'
The office was very busy, some calls there, robberies there, they needed a hydraulically powered hero in the 14th district right away.
Returning to his office, Wilbur sat down as he talked to Phil.
'Hey techno, how was your patrol today' - asks the oldest of them all, with a warm smile, wilbur stops, looks at him and starts checking his cell phone.
'I ran into a vigilante.'
Wilbur looks at him confused - 'So?'
'Well, I didn't catch him'
'How?'
'I don't know, he was running, he pulled something weird out of his jacket, smiled at me and immediately disappeared'
'You didn't let him go, did you?'
'As you think, anyway, he was very young, I put him at about 15 years old.'
'Do you know who the watchman was?' interjected Philza's curiosity.
'No, but when I see him again I'm going to ask him.'
'Sure, if he doesn't run away' - laughed Wilbur.
'Why do you think he'd get away?
'Well, because if you catch him he'll be killed.'
'I'm interested, I'm not one to hunt vigilantes, but I've never missed one before.'
'A fucking kid, I can't believe a kid hit you.'
'He didn't hit me'
'Whatever you say'
'haha, guys, that's enough, send the summary and let's wrap it up, shall we?'
'Sure phil'
'See you tomorrow'
'Bye'
The door closes leaving the brothers speechless.
'Theseus'
'What?'
'I'll call him Theseus'