The Tranqualizer

I crept up on him, just another target for my antics. He was completely unsuspecting, a sitting duck. I leaped from the roof and attacked, firing IT, sending a blue jet of flame towards my prey. It silently connected, taking the helpless man down in seconds. I dragged him away, not a sound being made by my softly shuffling feet.1

I threw him on a levitator, and he was taken away by my collegues. I went back to the hunt, looking for my next prey. I spotted him with my eye-overlay, and a bright red target flashed bright against my pupil, surrounding his body. I fired IT again, and once more it connected. 2

My second target went down, no fight at all. I uncerimoniously grabbed him and used my computer-generated muscles to toss him up to another waiting hovercraft. Then he was gone, going to the place where he would not return.3

My third and final target was ready to go, and she was going to get it hard. I sprang and leapt through the crowd, my overlay scanning every face for her. Finally it found her, and then it was over. I shot IT for the last time, and its blue flame silently engulfed its final prey. 4

I had got them all, the people who had hurt me, betrayed me. I had got them back, and they got it bad with IT. Now they regret what they did. I'm sure of it.