This is definitely not short; but good nonetheless!

[i]Chapter Two[/i] [i]Out in the Last City things were changing. Humans were gearing up. Last City council with support from the major factions and corporations were pushing exploration and sharp increases in weapons manufacturing. Still they did not understand the threat below them.[/i] [i]He would speak for the dead, Collect the souls of the damned. He would reinvent himself. He could use the money. No this would be a war. War against the two big gangs. He had planned it. He would be the surgical knife that would cut the cancer out. To save humanity he had to cast aside his own.[/i] Brandon headed down into the complex of underground raid shelters. He found one far in the back as he punched in the right code. It scanned him as the door unlocked. He glanced around entering. His old workshop. Guns lined the walls. A table for upgrades sat with some dust it was pretty dark inside as he had not been in here since he retired. He took off the sheet that covered his motorcycle. He grabbed his favorite weapons. A pair of Twin .45 pistols that resembled an old gun he had seen from long ago. He had both of them custom made just for him. Opening a link as the monitor hung on the far wall." Dead Orbit here ?" The face was in shock." I thought you were dead or retired ?" Brandon put on the twin holsters as he checked the two pistols. " It does not matter now. What's the going price for gang members of Warlord and Blood Angels ? Also i need a rush job. I am not steel no more i am a demon." His tone was serious so the man on the other end did not comment other than finding the information. " Quite a large bounty. Also you have quite allot of money and it shows you did a few favors for us, i am sure we can help you out." Brandon rattled off what he needed as well as custom paint jobs. ------------------- It took a few days yet he was ready. Using the time to find out where the enemy had its operations going on. He was dressed in his Hunter armor. It was mostly black with red hot rod flames. Most people would assume he was just like any other Hunter. His armor was custom fitted. It had hidden armament besides the handheld ordinance. Since he might not be able to carry a large gun like a shotgun. He rode out to get to that meeting of Blood Angels gang. Both gangs were fighting over turf and the map. It seems that Warlord needed a few pieces as Blood Angel had been trying to steal them. He parked around the corner so no one would notice him. Two thugs were outside. Well armed since they had pistols under the jackets they wore. A security cameras watched the entrance. Amateurs, He stuck a small ball to that camera that waited for his signal. Sure he could EM pulse it but that would alert the guards. Its a good thing his helmet had night vision. It would be harder in the dark to see things. He watched as four men exit a hover truck. One was carrying a briefcase into the bar. If you are going to do a job well. Get paid for it. Justice does not work on charity most of the time. Drawing both pistols as the men headed inside. He triggered the explosive grenade. It as an air fuel grenade that detonated. It blew sending the two guards flying back. The lightweight body armor did not save the one to the closest to the explosion. Even standing a few feet back he could feel the heat through his helmet. Demon with his pistols ready shot the guard who tried to get up. A pair of Blood Angel bouncers with pistols went outside to see the damage. Glass was all over as they looked around. Demon moved in close as he shot at the first closing in on the door. Both guns firing as the .45 rounds blew the man out of the doorway. He was out of ammo, Grabbed the second man hiding behind the door as his forearm blade came out stabbing him in the side of the neck into the mans head. He reloaded as the Blood Angels got it together. He might not be a Guardian yet he could use the powers of the Traveler. He blinked as they fired. Demon would have thrown in a grenade yet too many innocent people inside the bar. He made it behind the holo pool table as bullets chewed up the cover. Firing both pistols using cover he took down three of the seven gang members. He took a few hits from a shotgun that was thankfully more than ten feet. Still even through the armor it made him bleed. It was time to change tactics. He planned ahead yet allot of things happen once you get into a firefight. His other wrist had small gas darts. It had cost him a fortune to be this well armed not to mention hidden. That was just the wrists. The two dart like projectiles slammed into the roof as it vented the gas in the chambers. Tear gas flooded behind the bar that the gang members were using for cover. His gas filters clamped down into the mask as it would pump oxygen into his lungs thus he could survive underwater or space if he so choose. They were not expecting this attack as he downed two of them, the others were too busy choking on the gas. The door to the next room was locked as it looked like they shorted it out somehow. He put small round devices on the door as people were leaving through the front door. Civilians he would not hurt. he was here for the gang. His explosives blew the door down as he used the door frame for cover. Random sub-machinegun fire blew apart the bar behind him even wounding a gang member who was trying to clear his lungs of tear gas. Sucks to be him. Demon cleared the room of the four men with well placed shots as his armor took some hits. He could deal with it later. The firefight had taken longer than expected but well within the timeframe before the Last City police got here. The man with the suitcase was still moving. It was chained to his wrist. He got the key from a guard unchained the briefcase. Then kneeled down putting a grenade into the mans hand if he could hold on he would live. Walking out as he gotten what he came for a part of the map. It was worth calling in every favor he had. Riding off on his motorcycle with the prize, the grenade went off. Justice was served, as he gave that man more of a chance than his wife had.