The dark dressed stranger part 1

As he walked in the bar he felt all the women there watch him cross to the bartender, who herself was watching him lustfully, he didn't know why girls where attracted to him so strongly, his six foot frame was well muscled and defined, his dark hair fell across his face and framed his roughedly handsome face well, he was dressed in a black button down, black slacks, along with a black Fedora and dark sun glasses. "What will you have?" The bartender asked, you can have me that's for sure she didn't say but by her looks she was thinking that, "hard liquor, vodka preferably", "coming right up" came her response, she slide the drink to him on a napkin, along with her number, that's what I thought.

He moved to the back of the bar, simply watching everything, and everyone, the only annoyance he say was a group of dicks harrassing any women unfortunate enough to happen to come near them , as it happenend they were becoming quite rough with a quite beautiful women, she was light skinned, her short dark hair looked almost naturally curled, and it fell perfectly to frame her beautiful face, the dark cladded man could easily hear one of the drunks disrespectful proposition to the lady "come on sugar, I'll pay ya, ya never know it might be fun", "fuck you, drunk white guy" came her angry response, they moved on, but not before giving her a look that said this wasn't over.

At one people started clearing out, an hour after that the girl leaves, followed almost instantly by the drunks, I'll make sure she gets home safe, don't want the drunks to hurt her the man thought. He raises to leave, collecting his hat and paying for his drink, and smiling kindly at the bartender and tipping his hat to her, she blushes instantly. He walks out of the bar and smells the fresh air, following the light lingering scent of the woman, she smells divine he thought. Soon he hears something, a scream, goddammit it hope I'm not too late, he races ahead finding the drunks, surrounding the women, her clothes torn, tears in her face, but she never stopped fighting them, "stop" she yelled loudly, they laughed at her cries, "I believe the lady said stop gentlemen" the dark dressed man says forcefully as he steps out of the shadows. "And whose gonna stop us, you?" came theresponse from one of the drunks, the man nods once, the drunks go and circle him as one steps forward he pulls him and backhands him so hard the guy spirals in the air, "whose next?" says the man