This Is A Cleansing!
It had all started out as anticipated: the legion was gathered, the screens were hacked and the speech was underway. The speech of social liberation - mortal independence - global peace. But, then, there came the revolt - the petty interference of the GCPD - and, all of Anarky's precious followers disbanded; taking on the blind pawns with various weapons of malicious proportion. He, on the other hand, was taking note of the police's actions - remarking how they still believed to hold the upper hand when, in actual fact, they belonged to the pockets of the criminal underworld. Even they were a slave to their bosses in an endless line of crude manipulation and economical shame. With this epiphany in mind, he began making his way down from the make-shift podium - allowing for his men to be apprehended - for, at the end of the day, their sacrifice was for the bigger picture: the ultimate reward. What he had not reckoned on, however, was being pursued by a figure in the shadows; one he did not grow aware of 'til a considerable time later.
