It was a nice day outside and Wayne wished he was anywhere but the Gas Up. He was having a typically slow Tuesday so he was reading the paper to pass the time. A headline caught his attention.
"Prostitution in Columbus, A Serious Matter"
If there was one thing The Manbat hated, it was prostitutes. Bruzinski decided that he would don the attire of The Manbat this evening and bring about the beginning of the end of this prostitution ring.
Wayne got off work and headed out to the car. He was drinking an energy drink as he walked. After taking one last swallow from the can, he threw it at the dumpster, missing completely. "Son of a fuck" he yelled at the can and dumpster. Wayne looked into the back seat to make sure his duffle bag was there. When he made visual confirmation that it was in fact there, he jumped in the car and sped off to Columbus.
Bruzinski didn't know the first thing about how or where to find a hooker. "Those sluts hang out at motels" he said under his breath, so he set out to find a shady hourly motel.
About 25 minutes later, Wayne found a pretty seedy motel. He parked the Manbatmobile and proceeded to the motel lobby. Before he could even get to the office he was stopped by a woman. "You looking for a good time" the woman asked. "Does the Pope shit in the woods" came Bruzinski's reply. The woman looked at him confusedly. "Yeah, lets party" he said to her. "Room 23 honey" she said with her 2 pack a day cigarette voice, "knock twice".
Bruzinski went back to his LTD to grab his duffle bag and then looked for a place to change. As he looked around he saw an open door with a light on inside. Upon further inspection he saw that the room contained a few vending machines and the ice maker. Wayne started to undress when a drunk man walked in. Standing there in his underwear and mask, Bruzinski wasn't sure what to do. Without thinking Wayne shouted "Hadoken" and nailed the man in the chin with an uppercut. The guy slipped in some water and hit his head on the wall and the ice machine on the way down. The Manbat finished getting dressed and put the man into the broom closet with a bag of ice on his head. "Sorry bud" he murmured as he left the room.
Bruzinski made his way to room 23. Once he got there he knocked twice on the door. Without a word, the woman opened the door. "Shit sugar, I didn't know you were into bondage" she said as she lead him into the room. He sat on the bed and she introduced herself as she started messaging his shoulders. "My name is Mercedes, and I like it rough" she said in a somewhat breathy voice. "Then you're gonna love me" The Manbat shouted in a guttural voice, punching her in the face as he did so.
Mercedes flew backward off the bed and landed in a crumpled heap on the floor. Wayne jumped to his feet and stretched the woman out into a prone position on the floor, face up. Images of his mother leapt into his mind.
She pissed him off so badly. All throughout his childhood he had to listen to her fuck random guys at night. There was always some new guy coming over to the house. Sometimes they would feign interest in Wayne, sometimes they would just go straight to the bedroom.
"Your gonna die bitch" he said to the image in his head. The Manbat turned suddenly and tried to lift the TV off of the table, but it was bolted down. "MOTHERFUCKERSONOFABITCH" he screamed as he ripped the TV off of the table, using the hatred of his mother to fuel him. Once the TV was free of the table, Wayne hoisted it high into the air and slammed it down on the prostitute's head, killing her instantly and splattering blood and bits of skull and whatnot all over the room.
Bruzinski stopped at the vending machine for a candy bar on the way back to the car. "Manbat 1, Hookers 0" he said with a mouthful of chocolate, peanuts, and nougat. He got in his car and drove home.
3 days later, Wayne decided he would spend the weekend at the Mancave. He knew that he was going to get into the thick of the prostitution ring. Once Wayne got settled in he grabbed a telephone book and started looking for the cheap motels in the Columbus area. He made a list of phone numbers and addresses for investigation.
After a few strikeouts, Bruzinski finally found a prostitute at a hotel on the north side of Columbus. "Hey baby, you looking to get lucky" she said to him before he even had a chance to park the car. Wayne replied "Are you?". "Ooooooh" the lady of the night cooed, "Room 12 once you're ready".
The Manbat ran across the street to a gas station and changed into his costume behind the dumpster and headed back to the motel. "Room 12, here I come" he said as he mentally psyched himself up for the encounter.
When Bruzinski knocked on the door, the hooker answered and looked at him, puzzled. He lifted up the mask and feigned a smile at her. "What the fuck kind of getup is this" she asked him. "I'm into S&M and shit" Wayne lied. "You look more like a superhero" she said to him, "Come in and lets get this shit going. It's 50 to fuck, 100 if you want to do weird shit, which it looks like you do".
The Dark Vigilante forked over 100 dollars and the prostitute put a blindfold on him. Suddenly he felt her strap something across his mouth. He felt the device with his tongue. The surface was smooth and round, like a ball. She told Wayne to lay on the bed and he felt something soft and fuzzy around his wrists. Next thing he knew he was bound to the bed, unable to move around much.
"I'm just going to take these pants off" she said as she pulled Wayne's pants down. The Manbat struggled against his bindings. The hooker started to breath into his ear and let out a little moan. That was all it took to remind Bruzinski of his mother. With the strength of 1000 men, The Dark Vigilante snapped out of his bonds.
"YOURUINEDMYLIFE" he screamed at the top of his lungs as he threw the woman of the night off of him. She slammed to the floor in a heap. Wayne stood on the bed for a second considering his next move. The woman looked up at him in terror as he towered above her.
Then he had an idea.
The Manbat started repeatedly rotating his hand at the wrist in a flourish that ended with him bringing it cupped to his ear. He did this several times. With a satisfied look on his face he muttered "The Macho Man from the top rope" and dove onto the woman, dropping a hard elbow to her face. Wayne immediately pounced on her after the elbow drop connected, pulling a brass knuckle from his belt pouch. Bruzinski pummeled the woman over and over, shouting "I hate you" with each successive blow. When the red haze cleared, the woman lay dead and The Manbat was heaving with each breath. Wayne recovered his $100, left the scene and went home.
This cycle continued for weeks. Bruzinski would search out cheap motels, find a hooker, and end up killing her when she inevitably reminded him of his mother.
One night Wayne decided to go out "hookin'", as he called it and he went back to one of the motels he had previously been to. When he got there, he had no trouble at all finding a prostitute to bust. The woman told him to come to room 4, so Bruzinski found a place to change into his costume and headed there.
The Manbat knocked on the door 3 times and the hooker opened up the door. She was really beautiful. He noticed that she wasn't quite as trashy as some of the other women he had seen recently, but he didn't let that deter him. This woman was a whore, and he was going to stop that shit tonight.
"Payment up front baby" the woman said, motioning suggestively to our hero. Wayne pulled out a wad of cash and said "I want it all". She smiled. And moaned.
"ARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRFUCK" The Manbat screamed as he back fisted the hooker off the bed. "THE MANBAT WILL CLEANSE THE EARTH OF YOUR KIND SUCCUBUS" was his follow up. Wayne lifted the woman over his head and started to press her up and down like a famous wrestler. He pushed his arms as high as they would go and dropped the woman to the ground behind him. As soon as he let go, he whirled around and snatched her up again. This time putting her into a reverse headlock. Wayne grabbed the woman's belt and hoisted her up into the air so she was vertical, feet straight up, still maintaining the headlock.
Suddenly there were 2 loud smashing sounds followed by a bunch of yelling. "Put the officer down" he heard one of the men say, but it was too late because Bruzinski had already put the suplex into motion. He landed on the ground on his back but still holding the woman, but she was no longer perpendicular to his body. Her skull drove into the floor and split wide open as well as the weight of her body snapping her neck at the same time. Wayne stood up immediately and spun around. There were law enforcement officers everywhere. Some were coming out of the bathroom, and others were coming from the front door and the door to the next room. "Excellent timing officers, and you're welcome" he said with a bow. "Shut the fuck up and get on the ground right now" one of the men said, training his weapon on The Manbat. Bruzinski started to take a step forward and said "I am the bat that rules the night..." but he didn't get to finish. The officer that spoke fired his weapon into Wayne's leg.
"ASS" he said as he collapsed to the ground, clutching his leg. "Don't fucking move" the man said to him, as he looked over towards an officer attending to the female Bruzinski had suplexed. "She's dead Paul" the officer told the man who shot The Manbat. "You motherfucker" he spat at Wayne. "Everyone out" he yelled. The officer that was attending to the woman stopped and whispered to Paul, "No one would blame you if you killed that asshole right now". That is exactly what he was going to do.
He pulled Wayne to his feet and stared into his eyes. "So you are the sick son of a bitch that has been killing people?" he asked Bruzinski. "The hookers?" The Manbat asked. "Yeah, and my partner" he quipped back. "Well, she asked for it. I am cleaning up these streets because I'm sick and tired of all the fucking trash" Wayne said. "That isn't your job" Paul said as a tear streaked down his face, "That was my partner, a fellow officer" he finished. "Did you know she was trickin' on the side?" asked The Manbat. Paul decked him. "This was a fucking sting to catch both hookers and Johns you dumb son of a bitch" he said as he pointed his gun at Wayne. "Tonight we caught the guy responsible for killing all these people" Paul accused. "And he won't kill again" he said punctuating each syllable with a shot from his weapon.
Bruzinski lay dead in a pool of his own blood. The officers on the scene testified that Paul had no other choice than to use deadly force and he was acquitted of any wrong doing in the death of Wayne Bruzinski. The prostitution ring basically vanished as well because the word got out that a guy in a bat costume was killing prostitutes. Wayne had done it, but it cost him his life in the process. It's too bad he won't be remembered as anything other than a sick man.
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