Recompense of the Fallen

This is the trailer for Leonidas Flameheart

Recompense of the Fallen
A young man is down the main street of Vale at sundown. Shopkeepers close up, as the working day draws to an end. Mothers hold their children's hands, urging them to hurry on, and to stay close to them. The young man ignores them all, walking past all aspects of human life. He wears a red hooded jacket, a black face mask, black pants, and red shoes. He does not care for social interaction. He does not care for the outside world.

Reaching an alleyway, he enters, heading in a specific direction. Suddenly, he stops. A group of men, clearly up to no good, surrounds him. They each have spiked bats and pistols. Clearly they have done this before, and they are not as worried about their new catch.

The biggest one, likely the leader, the young man deduces, steps forward.

"Hey there pal, how are ya?" the man said with a grin. "Listen, we represent a charity. We take others' money and dust and give them to the needy. And guess what? We really need some cash. Say, all of yours." At this point, the other men, three total, start moving closer, holding their weapons, ready to attack. The young man does not look up.

"You're making a mistake here, buddy." he says, moving his hands slightly to his waist. "I would stop doing that, or else."

The big man laughs. "Well what do you know! We got us a tough guy! Listen, kid. Your bravado ain't getting you nowhere. Give us your valuables now!"

Unseen to the muggers, the young man grins. "Well then, it seems we're gonna have to do this the hard way." With a burst of speed, the young man pulls out two pistol-katars, and flips his hood off. The last thing the muggers see is a flash of orange-red hair.

A woman is sitting at the dinner table. She looks up to see her son walking in the door. He takes off his hooded jacket and looks at her.

"Hey mom, I'm home."

She smiles. No matter what her son did, no matter how he acts, he always has time for her. "Hello honey, how was your day?"

The young man smiles. "It was alright. Ran into some men on the way home. They didn't pose too much trouble." he says, smirking at the end.

The woman smiles. "Oh Leonidas, you and your imaginative stories."