FLASH SENTRY THE SPECTACULAR SPIDER-MAN ISSUE#3: THE GOLD SERPENT/WELCOME TO TOKYO Written By: SpideyFlash

It was a rainy night in Tokyo Japan. Most of the citizens were out and about. Walking through the many attractions and parts of the city. Restaurants were serving and shops were selling. In other words, it was a typical busy night in Tokyo.

But there's one specific individual who lurks throughout the night. Working in a very, very dangerous line of work. That individual worked in organized crime as a Hitman for The Japanese Yakuza.

That individual stood a few feet away from a desk with a nonchalant expression. He was looking at a shadowy figure, a silhouette of a man wearing a suit. The only thing that the individual could see was the silhouette's eyes..

"I have a job for you. Get this done and I'll pay handsomely."

The individual giggled, still retaining that nonchalant smile , "It shall be done." He walked backwards towards the elevator. Walking inside of the elevator as the silhouette watched as it slid closed.

This individual was known across the street as one of the most, if not the most dangerous man in Tokyo. He had a patented look. A black trenchcoat with thin gold stripes and multiple compartments, black pants with multiple hidden pockets, black boots and gold gloves.

But the most noticeable feature about this individual is his face. It was unknown what his full face looked like but his victims knew he had light orange skin and some remanence of reddish orange hair. It was protected by a black cap with a straight brim and a white and black checkered scarf which covered his mouth all the way to the bridges of his noses.

This individual was known across Tokyo by one name, a name they all trembled to hear.

The Serpent.....

The Gold Serpent!

The Serpent walked out of the huge skyscraper he'd been inside of and walked onto the street. He blended well with the shadows, almost as if he were a ninja. But he considered himself as a hitman, killing whomever whenever. But he could be anything, a mercenary, a ninja maybe even the head of organized crime.

He leaned against a wall for a moment, watching as vehicles went by, looking for the right one. He watched as a motorcycle was coming up. It was specifically a red sports bike.

Serpent smirked behind his scarf, commenting on the moving vehicle. "She doesn't look half bad."

Putting his hand beneath his jacket, he went through the many pockets and handles he had in them, "What to use, what to use." He eventually pulled out an eight-sided shuriken. He smirked as his eyebrow curled, "Well it's been a while since I've played some street darts." he giggled.

Closing one eye he waited as the vehicle got closer and closer. It was clear the driver was wearing a helmet. So a hit to the head wouldn't be effective. Meanwhile, the rest of his body had no protection whatsoever so Serpent had a clear idea of where his possible targets could be.

"Hmm... Should I go for the torso? The Legs? Maybe even one of his arms...."

As he was thinking, the motorcycle got close enough to just be near parallel with Serpent. Serpent shrugged, he carelessly and effortlessly threw the shuriken towards the driver.

The driver whom was humming a tune suddenly felt a shar pain hit the lower side of his body. Like something had just impaled him. Stopping the motorcycle in the middle of the street, he put his hand on his lower side and took his helmet off.

He raised his two fingers up, his eyes beginning to widen. It'd appear as blood covered the tips of his index and middle finger. Before he could even say anything or react, suddenly another shuriken hit him. This time right in the middle of his forehead.

He sat there for a few seconds, stunned beyond belief. The only noises that could be heard were just the noises of car horns honking or cars and other vehicles driving.

Then he fell to his side, falling off the motorcycle completely as a blood flowed down from his forehead and onto the pavement.

Serpent approached the now vacant Sports Bike. Looking down at the ground he picked up the green motorcycle helmet the driver had worn, "ありがとう、変更を続ける (Thanks, keep the change.)" Serpent chuckled a little as he began to drive towards his location.

Serpent skid across the road to the next turn, going past the speed limit. As he was driving he could see a ramp not too afar. Smirking, his eyes narrowed. Speeding up, he barreled through the road and basically drove past any traffic, doing all of this with a nonchalant tone.

Then, as he got closer and closer he started for the ramp and flew into the air!

Driving into a neighbourhood, he clasped the brake handles and stopped the motorcycle. He looked at the house. A nice two story home. He knew for a fact the place was probably reinforced with dozens and dozens of security cameras, so he had to make this quick and discrete.

He got off the motorcycle. Going into his jacket he grabbed out a wrist device, a writs grappling hook to be exact. He put it on and looked up at an open window, pointing his arm at the window he clasped a push mechanism which exempted a grappling hook.

Pushing the push mechanism again, the hook rope retracted, making Serpent go airborne and head all the way towards the window.

He stopped, his feet landing on the wall of the house. Crawling through the window, he landed softly. Almost unheard, not even making a small thump.

He analyzed the room, looking around he could see a child sleeping. He smirked shaking his head, "Oh the future I'm going to ruin."

He sneaked out of the room, quietly tip toing towards the door. Opening the door as quiet as possible he slightly opened it, making sure for no creak.

Walking out of the room, he slowly closed the door without even making the child wink an eye open. He walked down the hallway slowly, eventually making it to the railings of the stair. Looking down over the banister he could see a man who looked to be in his sixties.

He was sweating, packing up clothes and other things in a suitcase. He was clearly freeing for his life. Serpent smirked as his eyes narrowed, "So there's our lucky contestant."

He vaulted the banister and landed right in on top of the table. Startling the business man as he fell back and let out a scream.

Serpent giggled, "こんばんは、ハカイさん (Good evening Mr. Hakai.)"

Mr. Hakai put his hands up frantically, "もっと時間をください。 来週お金があります。(Please give me more time. I'll have the money next week.)

Serpent grabbed a pocket knife from his trench coat, "時間は問題外です。(Time is out of the question.)"

The man's eyes widened. He got up to run, but that would be the biggest mistake he'd ever make.

Serpent threw the sharp projectile right to Mr. Hakai's feet! Making him stumble to the ground.

Serpent approached the man in a sinister, threatening manner. Mr. Hakai began turned around and began backing up towards the door. He wept in fear, pleading with Serpent, "お願いします！(PLEASE!)" He screamed.

Serpent however had none of that, kneeling down he picked up Mr. Hakai by his collar. Serpent grabbed a gun, a desert eagle with no silencer whatsoever. He pulled the scarf down and looked into the man's eyes. Making sure he got the message.

He giggled, "私はしないでください。(I don't do "please")" He pulled the trigger and shot Mr. Hakai twice in the head. Killing him instantly. Watching as his eyes rolled back and his head rattling. He let go of Mr. Hakai, looking into his pocket he grabbed a business card.

The business card read out, "Nagissa Hakai, CEO of Tron. Inc"

Serpent smirked getting up off the ground and taking the front door, "Oh how it pains me to kill such a bright individual."

Closing the door behind him he walked to his motorcycle but then stopped. Waiting for a moment as he could hear a woman frantically running down the steps calling out the name, Nagissa.

He heard the footsteps come to a halt, than began some screaming. Serpent smirked under his mask and continued to walk to his motorcycle. "That's how the cookie crumbles."

A woman with long orange hair wearing a trench coat and having light orange skin walked out the door, kissing her wife goodbye. "I Think he's just about arrived by now."

Her wife, a woman with thick rimmed glasses, long blue hair and amber skin, wearing a plain long sleeve magenta shirt and a skirt giggled, "Oh, I can't wait to see him again!"

The other wife got into a Silver Kia Sedona. Starting it up and heading towards the Haneda International Airport.

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Author's Note

Alrighty Issue #3 REDO Chapter 1

So the first difference with this and the original is that the chapter is much longer! The original was 678 words while this one should be just around 1471 or 72.

Nothing really special or different aside from a few changes in dialogue and more added details.

Update May 13th 2020

So as I'm writing this. The Story is only three chapters away from being done. And just as a side note. THIS IS TAKING SO GODDAMN LONG!