It was a normal Friday night, the local pub with the weekly drinks special that brings all the wrong attention, young gangsters hang out there to find themselves unsuspecting victims too intoxicated to fend for themselves the neighbouring establishments were just as bad, gangsters strolling the streets no law enforcement in sight, it was clear what side of the law was in charge here.

“Help! Help!” The screams of a helpless woman coming from a dark alleyway “Get off me you monster!” The harrowing screams of help muzzled out by the sounds of music blasting and loud cheering. Stumbling out the back entrance of the pub with his drink in hand Viscoris could hear a slight loud pitch coming from the dark alleyway behind the pub, Viscoris was not a fan of dark passageways but he knew that the sound coming from the alleyway it was suspicious, replacing his drink with a crowbar on the floor taking a few steps into the damp and dirty alleyway smelling like rotten fish slowly taking steps further down the darkness, the loud pitch becoming more recognizable as screams it was becoming more apparent that someone is in trouble, stopping in his tracks Viscoris was weighing up his options he doesn’t know how many assailants there are – one, two or a group. Viscoris could not let this happen taking in a deep breath in carefully stepping through the darkness the screams are becoming louder and louder Viscoris knew he was getting close, coming up to the T section of the alleyway,

“Hush, No one is going to hear you, stop fighting and give us all your money” it was clear to Viscoris the assailants were assaulting a young woman, she was clearly not giving in determined to fight. Peeking around the corner of the alleyway Viscoris could count a total of 3 assailants, all inexperienced gangsters they did not expect a fight at all. The gangsters oblivious to the sneak attack that is about to happen, stepping out of the corner with the crowbar in hand charging for the gangster with the hands around the woman’s purse striking him in the back dropping like a sack of potatoes, in shock the gangster who clearly was only following the other two trying to escape, Viscoris grabbing him by the throat slamming him against the wall, in the meantime the big man of the group who was pinning the woman down suddenly strikes Viscoris in the head, the scared gangster rushed out of the alleyway and into the streets. Dropping to the floor taking constant kicks to the stomach Viscoris covering his face while screaming out in pain after each boot to the gut, catching one of the kicks Viscoris kicks the other leg tumbling the big guy to the ground, clearly hurt Viscoris scrambles to place a chokehold on the big man there was no way Viscoris could knock the guy out with punches, placing his arm around the guys throat flexing his arm and pulling back, in a matter of seconds he was out cold. It was a satisfying sensation feeling the resistance from the big man struggling for breath, unbeknownst to him at the time Viscoris was craving the feeling more and more.