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Pro_Swordbro.Nobodys_Sa.tex

  1\chapauth{Pro-Swordbro}
  2\chapter{Nobodys Savior}
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  8My grandma always said I'd be nothing. I'd approach her with an
  9aspiration, she'd mock, criticize; ``You're too dumb to be an
 10astronaut'', ``How you gonna rap if you don't know meters?''. She was
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 19I am a police officer. My name is Luke Bavarious, badge number
 20\#25912. I used to freelance, I saw the worst this cruel polluted
 21world could offer me. Drug users; marijuana in their veins and
 22hatred in their eyes, crooked cops who took bribes and sold justice
 23to the highest bidder, I think I even saw a man with a tail
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 28However, what worried me most was what was staring back at me in
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 33I bought a new gun recently. From some punk kid in an alley, handed
 34him a couple crumpled twenties, he handed me this Beretta. It felt
 35solid in my hands, the metal was cold, cold as this goddamn
 36December night. I walked out toward 42'nd street with a fresh bulge
 37in my coat pocket. Something had happened here, the memories
 38wouldn't come. They rarely do. It's hard to hold on.
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 42My last night in my practice was in this neighborhood, I thought.
 43Probably busting some drug ring, mabye saved some old lady from a
 44mugger, or some old drunkard from himself.
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 48Word around town is someone's killing kids. Stabbing them with a
 49knife, impaling them from behind. A child told me, his name was
 50Julian. When I heard this I vomited. According to this kid, someone
 51with a cross on his neck and a knife in his hand was following him
 52and his little friend. Julian's mom came to pick him up, he begged
 53the mom to take his friend home. The man had made himself scarce.
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 58I gazed around with my eyes, everything was quiet, it was still; it
 59was as still as it was quiet. How am I going to find this
 60sonofabitch? The police sure as hell aren't, the ones who are not
 61incompetent are all marijuana addicts, no help they are.
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 65It was up to me, Luke Bavarious, badge number \#25912 to find this
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 73{\em Ring} \\
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 81``Luke.''
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 85``I might have something on that knife wielding maniac you are always
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 90``Some guy with a crucifix was murmuring to himself near Biddick
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 97It was a few hours until morning, The sky was vomiting snow as I
 98walked to my apartment, the snow crunched under my combat
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103I haven't eaten in days, I can't keep anything down. I tried to
104watch TV. Something scary was on, It was alright.
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106As I got up after the movie ended, I could practically swear I saw
107a face in the window. A face.
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115I gazed at the clock, it was 6 at night. Where had the time
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120The stairs proved no more than an organized hill for me, I exited
121into the street and made my way to Biddick Park.
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125People looked at me with admiration in their eyes, and why wouldn't
126they? I'm a hero, I'm a {\ldots}savior? No, not that far. I fingered my
127Beretta in my pocket.
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131I thought in my head of Julian as I approached the dimly lit park,
132a more brave witness there never was. Goes to show that kids need
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138DMC shirt, I immediately recognized that as a rap group, I'm quite
139interested in black culture. I had a hunch he wasn't my man
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144It was then I noticed a man following a child, twenty to thirty
145feet behind, My experience taught me how to spot a tail. I used to
146be a cop. I took a route to intercept him, something gleamed in his
147hand, this is him. I approached him, and held my Beretta to his
148head. ``You there, turn around!'' I shouted. He pivoted and glared at
149me, a cross dangling from his neck. This was it, this was the man
150who had murdered that kid. His eyes were gleaming black, I gritted
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165the snow, my monster beside me, gurgling; blood? vomit?
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