The Canadian grasslands were quite, the trees swayed in the wind, grass grew in between the cracks of the unkept road, animals went about their Day gathering food and preparing for the harsh Canadian winter. Then suddenly, a sound could be heard. The roar of an engine of a motorcycle cut through the tranquil scene, and on the bike there was a rather angry man. His name was Isaac Cooper, and he was driving to the nearest settlement with the lust for revenge in his heart. He let his mind wander as he cruised through the empty Canadian interior, and thought back to why he was where he was. It was only a week ago when Isaac lost the only person he ever had trusted, the whole ordeal happened quickly and everything seemed surreal. Days before the death of Owen Cooper, Isaac's father, Isaac had been living like he had been for the past couple of years, roaming from settlement to settlement with a group called “the royal Canadian mounted police”. None of them really knew what police were or what royal meant, but that was the name they found on the uniforms they robbed from an old decrepit building in the ruins of Ottawa so they went with it. Isaac loved his time with the RCMP, he had plenty of fuel to keep his bike going, plenty of alcohol to forget the hell he lived in, and the guys he rolled with were alright. For the most part they weren't that bad, they made an effort to only kill when needed and even occasionally protected those in need, but they certainly weren't good people. Isaacs whole world changed when the RCMP came into Edmonton, his hometown, for a drug deal. Everything had been going as planned, when suddenly Owen burst into the room where the deal was happening, Isaac never got to find out why as Owen was shot dead on the spot. Isaac stood there in disbelief for what felt like eternity, but In hindsight it was not. Eventually he snapped out of his shock and started yelling and cursing and everyone in the room, after he noticed people starting to point their guns at him he made a quick exit with revenge on his mind. After he gathered his things, Isaac got on his bike and drove in one direction until he was out of gas. He spent weeks in the wilderness, trying to find reason in the mess of his life and planning the deans of every person who was in the room at the time. Eventually he decided that it was time to execute his plan, and that brings us back to the present. Isaac rode his bike thinking of his family in an attempt to distract himself from the concerns he had that his plans weren't completely thought out. He thought about his mother who has died during an backalley abortion, the box ghost that was his aborted brother, and his dead father. Eventually he caught sight of his hometown and hoped that the RCMP was still there. His wish, or his deathwish, was granted and his former comrades were still there. He adjusted his rifle on his back and kept on riding into the settlement. The first person on his kill list was Jorge, a Mexican drug dealer known for being a autistic piece of shit who had never touched a women. Isaac remember that Jorge usually spent his time in bars staring creepily and women muttering “tfw no gf” under his breath, so as soon as he entered town he went straight to the nearest, and only, place that served alcohol. The place didn't have a name, as the wooden sign has worn down too much to be read, but with the whole bar as worn down as the sign a name wasn't really needed. He readied his rifle and kicked open the door, the door shattered and after Isaac had entered he looked around at the astonished faces for Jorge. After locating the sad small man, Isaac immediately shot Jorge dead. No one stopped Isaac at any point because no one really liked Jorge. Isaac then stepped over Jorge's disappointing corpse and ordered himself a drink, after getting mildly wasted he started drunkenly stumbling from person to person asking if anyone knew the location of his next target, who went by the alias leafgirl. She was as beautiful as she was strange, she would impress you with her charms and make you feel confident then tear you down over the smallest thing. Isaac had history with her, and called her by a different name, a fucking leaf. Isaac was unable to resist her beauty, and luckily for him, leafgirl could seem to go a day with him not there. After spending hours asking people about her location Isaac finally found that she was staying in his childhood home. Isaac almost wished he didn't know this, not only did he not want to kill leafgirl, but knowing that she remembered him enough to stay in his house reignited his love for her. He left the bar and started wandering around town, debating with himself if he should avenge his father or forgive leafgirl and the other mysterious man in the room and forget about revenge. He kept wandering until he found himself at the door of his house, Isaac panicked as didn't realize that this was his destination. Before he could escape the door opened and there stood leafgirl, shimmering with feminine charm. “Come in” she pleaded, “I've missed you”, Isaac saw himself enter the house, he was entrapped in leafgirls flawless features. She took off her hat and set it on the table, “what made you come back?” She asked, Isaac stammered “well uhh” then paused for a second “I'm not sure yet”. Then his eyes went to the wall of his house and spotted his father's prized possession, an American flag. With all of the memories of his father flooding back in, Isaac finally decided that leafgirl needed to pay for what she did. He asked her “can you do something for me?” leafgirl replied “of course, what do you need me to do?” to this Isaac loudly replied “BLOW IT OUT YOUR ASS” and filled leafgirl with so many bullets her face has unrecognizable. Proud of his accomplishments he stood there and clapped for a while. Eventually he heard a creaking sound coming from the floor above, and realized that the sound must have come from the last man that was in the room. Excited to finish his revenge fueled murders, he ran up the stairs with his rifle in hand. As soon as he reached the top he found a man writing, the man looked like a massive faggot. Isaac said to the man “I've come to kill you, can you at least tell me what you're writing” the man jumped in his seat, and turned around trembling with fear. He then shakily said “I'm writing a shitty short story to nail up on the town's communal banter board”, Isaac laughed “pathetic, everyone knows that only anime girls and varg belong on there” while Isaac was distracted with his laughter the man got out of his chair and picked up his gun. He got isaacs attention then said “be American, get shot” and started shooting at Isaac. Isaac felt the pain of a bullet sinking into his thigh, and fired in return. After a short gunfight both men lay dying on the ground, Isaac was content that he had avenged his father and his