[center][img]https://s22.postimg.cc/cyjhf1vsx/chowpunisher4.jpg[/img][/center][color=black][b][center][u]Two Days Later; Afternoon
An Internet Cafe; Little Rock, Arkansas[/u][/center][/b][/color]
This afternoon saw me sitting in a cafe, laptop in front of me, cup of coffee to my side, and a bunch of hipsters who think they're the next Steve Jobs or Lex Luthor all around me. I stared at the laptop in front of me, massaging my temples slowly to deal with the massive headache I was getting from this conversation. Gritting my teeth, I typed up a reply.

[color=black][b]Castle90:[/b][/color] No.
[color=darkkhaki][b]Microchip89:[/b][/color] Come on, Frank!
[color=black][b]Castle90:[/b][/color] No. I'm not answering that ad.
[color=darkkhaki][b]Microchip89:[/b][/color] Frank, seriously, this is your chance to team up with another hero, show the world that you're not a bad guy! Get them to trust you a bit!
[color=black][b]Castle90:[/b][/color] Dave, they don't need to think I'm the good guy. I couldn't care less what they think about me so long as I keep people safe.
[color=darkkhaki][b]Microchip89:[/b][/color] And the first step to keeping people safe is letting them know that you [i]are[/i] trying to keep them safe.
[color=black][b]Castle90:[/b][/color] If that means dressing up in tights and helping out other people in tights, that's a hard no for me.
[color=darkkhaki][b]Microchip89:[/b][/color] Just check it out. Please?
[color=black][b]Castle90:[/b][/color]
[color=darkkhaki][b]Microchip89:[/b][/color] Please?
[color=black][b]Castle90:[/b][/color] Fine.
[color=darkkhaki][b]Microchip89:[/b][/color] Here's a link to the thread it was posted on: vigilante,net/forum/advertisements/thread#=293

I clicked on the link, being taken to a thread on vigilante.net titled 'Need Help In Warpath, TX'. Hm. The town was less than a day away. Might be worth checking out I suppose. I read the contents, posted by a Bgunn52.

[quote]Need Help In Warpath, TX
Posted by BGunn52 3 Days Ago
Please help. Warpath, Texas is under seige. All points bulletin. Need any help we can get. Metahumans. Vigilantes. Heroes.
[/quote]
There were no replies yet. Seems no one really cared or no one had seen it. I clicked the reply button and typed a quick something up.

[quote]RE: Need Help In Warpath, TX
Posted by Castle90 <1 Minute Ago
Punisher on it.
[/quote]
With that out of the way, I closed up the laptop and chugged the rest of my coffee, before leaving the cafe. Getting back into my van, I set the laptop down, hopped into the driver's seat, and started the ignition. It took a moment, but eventually the engine purred (well, more cried painfully) to life. Taking in a deep breath, I drove off in the direction of Warpath, Texas.
[hr][center][color=black][b][u]The Next Day; Morning
Approaching Town; Warpath, Texas[/u][/b][/color][/center]
I had stayed up most of the night driving, only spending the time between 1 and 4 AM for a quick nap, in order to arrive at Warpath while the sun was up. It was about 9 AM now, and the town was visible on the horizon, surrounded by the rusted shells of cars, plywood, scrap metal, and all sorts of shit in order to form a sort of wall around it. It took me a bit to travel my way around the debris, occasionally bumping into some with my van.

I pondered why a small town like this would need a vigilante, and, while I was at it, wondered what that vigilante would be like. I imagined they'd be less in favor the typical skintight spandex most of them seem to like, and leaning more towards a 'practical' get-up. Maybe they'd be a cowboy or something, use revolvers with rubber bullets even. Heh. Rubber bullets, yeah, like a hunk of rubber barreling at you at some 2,000 feet per second wouldn't go right through you.

After managing to make my way into the town proper, I parked my van and stepped out, taking a look around. It seemed like I had stepped right back into the 1800s. It wasn't that the town looked old, the buildings seemed rather new, but the way the buildings were set up seemed like it'd fit more in a western movie or something than a 21st century town. I took in a breath of the dry air, already fanning myself slightly from the heat.

I heard the click of a revolver being cocked behind me. I put my hands up slowly.

[color=#f92a0e]"What brings you 'round here, pardner? We don't have a great record with strangers."[/color]

[color=black][b]"I saw the ad on vigilante dot net saying the town was under siege and needed help. I'm here to help. The name's Frank Castle. You can call me the Punisher."[/b][/color]
[hr][center][b][h3][color=black]ISSUE #15[/color]
[color=#f92a0e]GHOST RIDERS IN THE SKY[/color]
[color=black]PART ONE[/color][/h3][/b][/center]