Thread:Rocketlauncher22/@comment-29711200-20160922031821/@comment-29585050-20161113085736

The Vigilante went home angrily, he slammed his door really hard and threw his hat onto the bed. "How dare they fired me?! Are they really insane to let this Town voted those criminal innocent?!" The Vigilante screamed as he balled his fist, he was so angry at the Townspeople who voted the Mafia innocent. Then an idea appeared on his idea: "if they didn't want to lynch them, then it's already decided. I'll take things onto my hands and bring down the hammer of justice to them myself!" He took the pistol which his father gave him when he became a cop, loaded it with the remaining three bullets, and headed out to his target's house.

The Investigator had told the Town that he was either Framer, Vampire, or Jester. So he couldn't be a Town. He took a deep breath, aimed his pistol at the target, and he shot the target. The target fell onto the floor, gone for good. Two bullets left, but the Vigilante was worried; how if he was actually Town? He went his home nervously, and slept for a bit. On the morning, the target's pocket was searched, and he was actually a Vampire. The Vigilante breathed a sigh of relief, but he knew he must kept calm. "This person visited the Bodyguard. She claimed Escort, but she came as a member of the Mafia!" The Sheriff accused the Escort, The Vigilante went again that night. Another shot taken, and the girl was indeed, the Mafia's Consort. One bullet left.

As the day's discussion ended, the Vigilante noticed something weird on the Lookout's pocket. She didn't have any binoculars or something that made her like a Lookout, so he was sure that the Lookout was the Forger. Indeed, the fact that she wasn't Lookout was already proven, she didn't watched anyone, but she was staying home. The Vigilante then decided to shoot her, the Forger hit the floor. No bullets left at all. So, the Vigilante decided to went home and wait until it was morning again, waiting to see if she was a Forger, or worse, indeed the Lookout.

However, as soon as he stepped out of the Forger's house... He saw many dead bodies in front of his old friend, the Veteran's house. He put back his pistol and dashed to the Veteran's house, only to found him leaning against the wall, bleeding. "Hang in there! You're going to make it! Doctor!" The Vigilante shouted, but when he glanced back, he saw the Doctor, lying on the ground. There was no hope. As the Vigilante held the Veteran, he heard the Veteran's last words very carefully. He though back when he met the Veteran for the first time, initially they were not very close due to the paranoia of the Veteran, but soon enough they admired each other, becoming a very close friend. These thought brought tears to Vigilante's eyes, and as he realised the Veteran gone...

The Vigilante held his best friend's dead body on his arms, tears flown down his cheeks and he whispered to him, "thank you for all the time we had together. I wait for the time when we met again..." He wiped his tears, and walked out. The next morning, the Lookout's pocket was searched and her will was found. She was a Lookout. The Vigilante was crushed and filled with guilt. However, a forged will was found in her pocket, so she was indeed the Forger.

All of the guilt on his mind was lifted. Because of the efforts of the Vigilante and the deceased Veteran, the Town was finally free from evildoers. It was a good day, but the Vigilante missed his best friend, the Veteran, and anyone who died by the hands of the Mafia, the Serial Killer, and other evildoers. He knew that their sacrifice wasn't pointless, after all.

End of Vigilante's Story