The Masked Maniac

Quiet. Violent. Cruel. Vengeful. Guilt Ridden. Understanding.

A military man that turned to vigilantism after the death of his remaining squadmate. Jacket has done horrible things in his life, both during and after the war in Hawaii. Wracked with intense survivor's guilt. He went on a months long campaign clearing the streets of miami. Now he awaits the verdict.

Jacket's life started out strong. Being into sports he became his school district's pride and joy bringing them to state where he won his school the championship. Earning him his signature varsity jacket. Something that he was very proud of. Things however changed when the Soviet Union invaded Hawaii. The cold war had gone hot. And Jacket's generation was quickly drafted into the army. Being pulled from his home. Jacket was soon sent in as a G.I to sweep the jungles of Hawaii and push out the soviet invaders in 1980.

The war was a horrifying experience that would grow him into a battle hardened G.I, becoming a chain smoker due to the stress, yet he began to lose his fear, even sun tanning when napalm was blasting through the trees. and would lead to him being selected into a special forces detachment called the ghost wolves. Made up of men that scored over hundreds of kills in their time. He would be placed under his Colonel. Who would oversee their operations. Often a single man in the team could wipe out a entire outpost. And Jacket was one of the best of them all. Able to brutally sweep a entire room with just his speed alone.

With him was beard. A bearded man with glasses that was also drafted. A sort of hippie yet despite this he was a terror on the battlefield, yet Beard just wished to run a store. Daniel the oldest of the squad being a former teacher. And Barnes who was the youngest. All of these men together would earn hundreds of kills. Often being sent in to assassinate commanders, retake lost positions. And interrogate prisoners. The Ghost wolves becoming a infamous name in the army due to their sheer brutality. Trained in all types of weaponry. Yet when off duty. They drank and told jokes together. Often teasing like brothers. Beard and Jacket would even take a infamous picture of both of them smiling.

Over the five years of the soviet American war. Jacket and his team would oversee hundreds of victories. Yet despite this. America was losing. The Colonel himself became a drunk. Often muttering how much he was proud of them. Though he doubted there would be a victory. He would have a mental break down when the ghost wolves were sent on their most dangerous mission, and would come out wearing a skinned russian panther mask. Declaring himself and the ghost wolves as animals that were to be sent to die. Beard however was able to calm him down. Which seemed to embarrass the colonel who apologized. Having broken down as he was promoted to a General.

The mission soon began. As the ghost wolves were sent to retake a nuclear power plant from the soviets, Which at first went well, until the russian commander decided that he was going to take out the ghost wolves with him, executing all of the hostage workers, then himself. which triggered and meltdown, horrifically during their escape Barnes would get caught up in a elevator explosion, which blew him to pieces, leaving him screaming as Daniel ran over to try to comfort his friend, letting beard and a wounded jacket move on, as beard walked Jacket out of the danger zone right as the power plant exploded. Daniel would not make it out, and beard would place jacket in a medivac. Giving him their photo, as the words "You would do the same for me." from beard would take a big role in jacket's life.

When Jacket got home, he began to try to resettle in his civilian life believing that the war was over for him and beard. Jacket and beard would talk often on the phone to give each other support, Though beard lived in San Francisco and Jacket lived in Miami. Over an entire year, Jacket would often try his best to cope with the things he saw, the things he did, and the friend's he lost with common vices, cigarettes. Fancy Miami cocktails. Pizza, Occasionally buying a new game for his video game console and renting movies. These things helped him a little bit, but never fully enough to "Fit In." However what caused Jacket to spiral was in 1986, when the soviets dropped the bomb on San Francisco. Him and beard were talking, Jacket had unfortunately had a bad break up with his girlfriend, Beard would ask for Jacket to send him the copy of the picture of them together, something that Jacket had unfortunately neglected to do, but during a commotion that beard went to go check out, The phone cut off.

Jacket would at first think it was just a bad signal, but then the news starting to blare. The soviets had dropped a nuke and San Francisco. Beard was dead, and despite the fact that they were winning. The soviets killed millions in a final nail in the coffin. This broke Jacket completely. He had failed to even do his friend's wish before his death. Not only that, but the Russian Mafia would soon take over the crime scene in America, with the founding of the Russo American coalition. Something that Jacket would feel bitterness against. In Jacket's mind, the war was back on. Overwhelmed by survivor's guilt. Jacket's conditioning in the war came back out, much worse than what it was originally. What didn't help was the Russian Mafia fleecing people on the streets in their fancy white suits. Often spitting on Jacket when he walked by. And being utterly unpleasant around. This finally caused Jacket to join the 50' blessings, a radical American only group with only a face for peace that had ties with the Colombian mafia both having the same goal, push the russians out of America. And Jacket would push to see it through.

Jacket would receive training from a homeless man and former hitman. Who showed him the main ropes of how to fight in a urban setting, letting Jacket's military training fit in the rest. The old man however stated that jacket would most likely die in this profession.

Jacket finally was contacted by the organization and given his infamous Latex leghorn rooster mask fully taking a role of a vigilante. And he would soon be sent into a metro, to intercept a briefcase. And Jacket complied, Ambushing and wiping out many Russian guards, Taking the briefcase from its handler and heading out to drop it off at a dumpster. However, the homeless man that trained jacket in a drunken stupor came out, not recognizing him. Attacked Jacket. Jacket not recognizing him either, brutally finished off his mentor before realizing who he just killed, Causing jacket to break down and vomit at his terrible mistake.

Life however went on, as jacket's missions never stopped. A phone call would come in. He would listen to the coded instructions just like how the ghost wolves did it. He would break into a russian hideout and wipe them all out. He however would also begin to find operators that did not make it out. Clad in animal masks like him. Yet unlucky, and dead. Jacket often took their mask earning a large collection of animal masks. For Jacket this dance of violence finally numbed the pain over the loss of his friends, and the death of his mentor. As he became brutally skilled in building clearing. Usually picking up either melee items like hammers and pipes. To fire arms like shotguns or assault rifles. Even being able to throw and knock a russian over before caving their head in with his boots. Or his hands. News papers soon began to call him the Miami Maniac. Due to the amount of mobster bodies he would leave at a crime scene.

However a strange coded call for a job that promised him a "date" he would soon arrive at a villa of a famous movie producer who had russian mob ties. Jacket would cut his way through the guards. And soon came face to face with the producer. The large man taking several buckshot blasts before he fell down. Jacket would then realize he had a drugged girl chained to a bed. And viscously would gouge out the eyes and crack the skull of the producer for his degeneracy. Jacket would go to the girl who begged him to finish her off. Jacket did not however, picking her up and taking her back to his apartment. Going to let her rest on his couch. The media however would spin a picture of him carrying her as him abducting her.

This girl would quickly become a attachment to jacket. As he and her would often talk and bond when he was not taking a job. Often they played video games together, and for once. Jacket felt self conscious about his living environment. His apartment was often dirty and nasty. That began to change as he began to quickly clean his place up for her. In attempt to make his home a bit nicer for his guest. She became the only person Jacket ever gave a ghost of a smile to.

Still the phone rang. And he answered. Terrorizing the russian mob in many more of their hideouts, unfortunately having to sacrifice another animal masked vigilante. One clad in a tiger mask which he collected after triggering a bomb trap that the vigilante was strapped too as a way to disorientate the Russians.

Another job was a infamous hit where Jacket wiped out multiple VIPS that were lobbying for the Russians. Wiping them out in a hotel and causing a massive blow to both the coalition and the mob.

During one hit, after getting done with the building. Jacket was called inside the building from a phone that stated his mission had been changed and to rush to a nearby telephone company. Where he found a biker with a meat cleaver agent that had turned rouge and was attempting to stop the organization. A viscous duel between hitmen occurred. Jacket receiving a brutal knife wound in the stomach, yet he used a golf club to break the biker's jaw, but much to Jacket's anger. The biker able to get away wounded thanks to jacket's injury.

This was Jacket's first "Failure" and he would spend a few weeks healing from the injury. Then going back on the job. His second failure or rather, just a bad screw up on his boss's part was when he went into a drug den that was being raided by a swat team, Jacket was thankfully able to rush out, but unfortunately the police had parked right next to his car. Meaning they most likely got his license plate.

A anxiety ridden jacket would attempt to try to keep doing his hits. Even when he messed up and nearly got killed by a Russian hit squad that crashed through a building in a van. Jacket feeling his rage take over would brutalize the leader, before setting him on fire as he tried to set jacket ablaze with a few fire bombs.

When Jacket got home to his apartment that night, something was different. His building was quiet. Where his girlfriend would be listening to his radio. It was dead still. Jacket would walk in and find her laying in the bathroom. Shot. A man in a rat mask with a silenced pistol on his couch who had mistaken her for jacket. With two shots. Jacket fell back, hitting his head as he was in a comatose. His mistakes were not forgotten, and they punished him to the fullest degree.

Yet Jacket lived, but the nightmares that followed filled his mind with guilt and dread.. He had saved her only to be the reason why she died. Everything was his fault. There was no mistakes in this business just as his mentor said and Jacket had made two. Jacket would relive his entire life in his coma, with only small differences. One being that beard was alive, running various shops across Miami. Jacket would also encounter three entities. One that looked like his girlfriend in a horse mask that acted just as sweet as her named Don. Another that looked like Russian mobster in a owl mask that hissed bitterness and shame named rasmus. And finally the eeriest one that looked exactly like jacket, rooster mask and all named Richard. The three entities would question if jacket liked to hurt people and why he did all this in the first place. Who was the one sending him out to hunt the mob?

Richard would be the one to finally wake Jacket up who found himself in a hospital, overhearing that his girlfriend sadly didn't make it. Driven by rage and grief. Jacket snuck out of the hospital with one thing on his mind. Finding that man in a rat mask. Using the window to move to another room and then with his head pounding sneaking out the front. When he got home to his apartment after a long walk, he found his place trashed by the Russians. The words "Dead Whore" written on his car where they mocked him for his loss. He would change back into his jeans and jacket right next to the chalk outline of his girl. As he headed out. Taking the car to the police station where the rat was being held in lock up.

What followed was the darkest hour of Jacket's life even with his mind telling him to just give himself up. As in his rage filled grief he went into the station taking every single officer out as he looked for the Rat. Even wiping out the police commissioner. Something he would feel guilt for later as he killed non mobsters.

Jacket would walk into the cell and began to interrogate the man who had shot his girl, breaking his jaw when the man denied knowing anything yet apologized for his mistake. The man would at least point jacket to the evidence locker to see where the calls were coming from. While it took all of his strength. Jacket knew what it was like to mess up a hit, to hurt the wrong person, so he left the man. Going to get a casefile and returning back to his apartment. Finding out that the police believed it was in fact a Russian in house power play. Jacket didn't know if it was true, but he unfortunately had nothing else to go on, and would go to the Mob's HQ to finish it. Breaking in and wiping out the main enforcers of the mob all the way up to the god father himself. who sicced two panthers after jacket, who quickly slayed the big cats with a trophy he found nearby. The godfather sent his bodyguard to face jacket, a woman with a Kitana. She did not win. Yet when injured Jacket finally stuttered never having harmed a girl before. Yet he still finished her off. After a quick shootout with the god father himself. The Russian leader taunted jacket as he finished himself off. Preventing Jacket his kill. Jacket however would receive a phone call, of a man asking what was going on downstairs and Jacket walked up only to find a old man in a wheelchair, the old god father that was retired who just accepted his death with stoicism. Jacket didn't make him suffer. Just one shot before having a cigarette on top of the manor as he took out the photo beard left him and let it go into the wind. Letting go of his quest for vengeance.

The police arrived and took jacket into custody. As he is now considered the biggest vigilante in American history with all of the controversy that follows behind such a title. Earning the name "The Masked Maniac". Protests erupted for him as many of the youth believe he was in the right and a war hero that was driven to the extreme. While others denounced him calling him a mad dog that only used his victims mob status as a way to take life, for why would he carelessly wipe out a police station? Jacket however just feels hollow and sick. Now just wanting to be left alone. He doesn't care how the outside world views him. Martyr or murderer.

The things that does upset him is the extremes each side is pushing for. on his denouncers the Hollywood drama's based on his actions. As they made a movie called Midnight Animal based off of him. Completely changing his story to have him be a hillbilly slasher wearing a pig mask that wiped out a bunch of innocent youths instead of mobsters. The worse sin of this is that they wrote the character based on him to kidnap a innocent girl and abuse her. Pinning all of his girlfriend's scars on him instead of the producer and making jacket out as the predator. Finding the movie insulting to his girlfriend's memory in a attempt to cover up the producer's crimes against innocent women. Another is that many of his supporters are now harassing innocent people with Russian last names that had nothing to do with the mob. As he feels sorrow that good people are being hurt in his name.

Jacket's personality is that of a quiet shy man. But one with a darkness inside him that drove him to do his acts of vigilantism. Losing beard and being the last remaining ghost wolf broke him and drove him to try to hide his pain by fighting the enemies that took everything from him. However his guilt manifested the three figures in attempt to steer him back to proper sanity. He is deadly being able to knock a man over with a single punch. And can kill a man with one swing of a weapon. He can be cruel especially if someone so vile disgusts him like the producer, or someone scares him like the leader of the mobster hit squad. Hiding his fear in anger. He also has some dark humor as he did a near perfect swing with a golf club decapitating a mobster in a ironic way instead of just beating him. Yet there is a softness to jacket that shows that he is a good man chained to his ghosts and grief. The fact that he saved his girlfriend when he had no reason too shows that there is a person. Just one that needed help to get through his anger. Jacket's real name is possibly Richard based that the figure that looks and talks like him may have been his way of trying to convince himself to let go of the anger. He works the best he can on his anger now. Using a green stress ball as a way to calm his anxiety. The anger is still inside. Though Jacket fights it often. It may take a lot to convince him to go back to his old ways as he does not see a reason to fight anymore, but if that violent side comes back out. People will learned to fear the masked maniac. He sometimes questions if something is real due to his hallucinations. He has developed a nervous tick around phones. He has a deep love for sports cars. Jacket infamously never speaks when he has the mask on. Acting almost like a slasher villain when hunting his mobster prey. Tilting his head when they try to reason with him, or when they insult him before he quickly punishes them. His voice is raspy, and near unsettling to listen to due to many years of constant smoking.

Jacket's appearance is that of a short haired blonde man with striking blue eyes with fair skin, nearly looking like a pretty boy. Far from a maniac that mobsters feared. He now wears a bright orange shirt and pants fitting for a inmate. Outside of the prison however he often war his dark tan varsity jacket from his sports days and jeans. Nearly looking like a jock.

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