He quickly ran back to the inside of his apparment, just in time to prevent his normal body from trying to fly out the balcony. “G-got you! Be a nice boy and follow me to the church, got it?” Only tweets and chirps, again. “Uggghhhh…” Said his own body. “I need to hurry… people are going to give us weird looks.” he dragged his bod yon the streets, quickly running towards the church.
A young boy runs to the up and coming superhero.
Boy: H-Hi! I’m E-Ed. And I-I’m a blogger. Uh… I uhh , write about superheroes. I-If you wouldn’t mind, maybe you would l-like to answer a few questions?
She hastilly knocked at the church’s door, looking around nervously.
GG: Well it’s usually stuff relating to how to find or catch them, but sometimes it’s music or what i’m gonna have for dinner, heheh
Ed: Ok , final question:
H̺͔̯͔̤͉̲̩̟̗͗ͧ̐̋͒ͮa̙͍͙̣̤̯̪̟̻͖̘ͪ̽̅̍ͬ͒̄͊ͨ͆͑v̩̺̹͎̹̹̙̜̤͚̺̝̹ͦ̽ͦ͐ͧ̽̈́͆̽͛ͦ͊e̝͍͚͖͖͍̜̦͕͉̹͈̰̯͍͛̏͊̒͆ͧ̂̓͆ͭͭ͊̂͆ͪ̾̌̎ ̳̺͈͓͔͖̱̖̙̦̳̍ͤ̒ͭͬ͛̄̐̇ͥ̾y̙̟̠͍͒ͨ̒ͮ̒̏o̦̻̘͍̹̤̝̩̘̦̦͓̼̟̯̫̰̩͒̊́̄ͥ̓ͫͮ͊ͮ̈̐ͧ̒̓̍ṳ̬̱̤̯̪̟̼̳̬̦̞̜̬͇̗̩̋̈́ͩͦ̈́̀͒ͤ̽ ͔̗͎͉̻̝̦͍͓ͩͭͭͅe̤̲̝̯̥̱̪̓͂̽͌̎̋̈ͬ̊͊ͭͫͯ̚v͎̜̫͖̜̈ͮ̓̌̇̌͗ͣ̽e̤̹͚̩͎͓͈͈̝̯̭͎̤͖͕͇̥̓ͦ̏̋̍ͥͤͬ̂͋̈́ͭr̥͖̰̮̮̓͐͛ͩ ͕͔͎͕̰̝ͫͮ̾̍͒ͧͬͪ̎̃͋̄͛ͤ̈́e̜͓̖̯̫̱͙̠̲̋ͮ͛ͥ̀̿̑ͬ̅̔̎̆̉ͯ͋̃ͧ̉x̫̬̪͚̬̠̗̼̦̟ͪͤ̑ͤ̃̿̿ͥ͋ͥ̑p̰̪̩̝̟̤̊ͭ͑͛ͫ̐͋ͩͮ͒̋̌̍͒̐̚̚ė̙̞̲̩̦̰̲͇̞͎̥͍̟͕͇̦̊ͥͤ̀ͯͣ̀ͧͮͬ̚r͎͍̫͔ͩͣ̌ͨ̎͊̌̏̀͂ͩ͗̾̊ͮͦi̝̻̣̭̯̘̳͈̙̯̟͍͓̮͎̹̖̿̐̈͛͆e̝̗̙̞̬͆̓̓ͨ̐̾̆̌̑ͦ̂̏̎̾̔n̬̥̼̘͈̮̘̖͕̻̞̂̈̈̔̎̄͒̃ͮͨ̄̇̑̄ć̰̱̥̱̲̱̯̗̤̣̹̊ͤ͊̋̔ͤͅḙ͇͚̺̠̻̲͓͉̭̥͓̄ͣ̀̄͑͆͋̈́ͩ̋ͣ̄̈̅̄ͪ̿ͣd̙̖̮̹̫̲͖̯̪ͥͭ̈̑ ͖͚̰̮̤̳̯͇̓͆̅̄̈ͤ̀̎ͮ͆̈́ͧ͛̇̓̚p̥͔̫̖̺̺͔̦̙̭̲͙͍͔͇ͨͦͧ̓a̗̦̙̹̤͙̞̼̦̭̻̱͔̻͓̣͓̞͕̽̓͑̊̑̑̇ͫͤ̃̊ͤ̾͑ͩ̆ͭ̚i̝̙̳͈̬͇̜̰̜͒̽ͦͫ͆͆̂̄͌̓ͅn̜̖̣̭͉̯̻̺͎̞͍͎͓ͧͤͤ̋̊͊̆́ ͈̮̭̞̱̪̻̩͕̼͍̬̯͉̪̙̔̓̇ͪ͋̐̏͒̏̋̔͋ͯͣ̓̾̑̐ͅt̲̦͍̱̝̗̬͈̽̿̋ͫͮͩͭ̐̌̊̀̋ͯ̾̈́ͯ̈́͛̿o͔̲̞̩̞̞̓͊̂͑͊̂̌͋ͧ̉ ̖͉̞͇̗̝̳̲̆͋͋̚t̞͉̹͓̘̮̺̪͇̦͙̝̹̋̑ͤ̀̆̆ͨ̃ͨ̽̈͊̌ͥ̈͐h̘̳͔̯̪̩̭̼̘͍͚͉̙̗͚͇͔͍̅̇ͫ̀ͥ̋͂͊ͬͨ̍e͕͚̣̙̳͉̰̹̲̠̜̻̩͙̩̍̄̇̄ͧ́̒ͯͮ̒̚ͅ ̪̯̗̼̦͙͆͆̍t̹͎̹͍̣͉̤̃ͨͩ͛̿̐͆̈́͛̇̆ͯ͛̌ͩ̃ͥͯͬh̪̪͈͈̹̹̤̍̾̊̒̓̀̔̇ͤ̎ͭͩ̽ͭ̄͗̇o̪̫͈̠̤͔̞̰͇͖ͤ̊͂͊̏ͬ̉͆̄̐̄͆ͨ̑͂̈́ͨͅͅu̞̩̥̠̖̖ͬ͆̑̐́̈ͬ̐͛̓̃̿ͨ̚ͅs̟̮̘̺͇̩̜͍̬̞̩̯̣̤̦̰̹͆̊ͦ̽̉͆̄̿̌̒̾ͪa̩̭̰͔͕̯̼̬͓̙͕ͧ͌͆̉͆n͕̬͓̱̫̩͉̦͐ͤ͂́ͪͣ̈́ͨ̍ͨ̈́̀ͩͨͪd͚̮̯͇̰͖̫͈͎̮̪̖̥̦̯̉ͫͥ̃ͬͬ͗͒ͅt̻͖͈̳̥̫͓̳͙̥ͭͫͯͯͨͫͤͪͩͧ̐̆͑̄ͭ̆ͫ̊̆h̖̥̘͇͕̬̘̮̤̬̰̙̜̮̖͚͖ͯ̇ͧ̀ͯ̈͗ͣͦ́͐̈́̒͒́ ̼̞͖̯̂ͯ̎ͧ̿ͮ̍͑ͩͦ̈̆ͪͧ̌̀̇d̻͙͇͔ͧ͑͋̇̂͗ͨ͌͑̓ͮͣ͊̐̊̇̊e̩̫͚̩͒̂͛͐̄̐̚g̙͇͚͇͎̤͎͚̖̮͈͔͑̽̂ͭ̎̓̋ͨ̀͑̆̓̐r͓̟͇̜͍͈̳͔̜̗͍̻͔̲̯̖ͮ͆ͮ̀͊̊̃͑ͫ̿͌͒́ͥͧͮͩè͙̬̥̜̤̣̰̘͓̣͂̓̓ͭ̂̆́̽ͮ̎ͪ̈́̾e̝͔̻̪̲̝̲̲̝̜̖͓̾̈̊͐̐͗ͩ̒?̮̩͔͕͎̪̲̥̱̗͕͔̥ͤ̂ͯ̿ͣ̆̊?͇̯͉̳͎ͥ͗̂͑ͩͧͣ͊ͦͩͮ̅̀?̣̮̹̜̞͙̩̥͈͎̪̼̲͖̲̻̾́ͧ̑͂ͮͯͤ͐̾̌̇̋ͯ͛ ̙̜̖͕̦̮̝͇͓̪̻̘̝̥̼̗̱̤͂̋̂̈́ ̤̺̣͓̞͔̼͎̰̺͔͙͓͇̮̥͎͌́̌ͪ̓
̦̩̠̰̬̰̮̳̻̦̳̿̑̋̂ͯ͛͒̅͆̇ͮ́͒̑̄̓͑ͤ̚
The boy drops almost instantly. He jerks around vigorously before finally coming to a stop.
As that ends. You feel a sharp edge pressed at the back of your neck.
ES: Well. This might be your toughest fight. Or your last.
Edgeshadow laughs quietly.
ES: We can do this the easy way. Or the hard way. Easy way:
You come with me , I tell what i want , you do that, nobody should get hurt.
Ooooooor…
We can do the hard way. You struggle. I end you. And I end that wannabe superhero blogger too. I won’t make it pleasant.
ES: Hard way. I like it.
He walks over to the unconscious kid. The boy suddenly jerks up , and , as if in fear of something , shoots laser beams into the sky.
GG dodges
Listen buddy, I get that you probably think you’re hot shit and everything, but don’t you have better things to be doing?
I stop robbers and shit, if you wanna be killing heroes aren’t their bigger targets you can go for?
ES: Oh yeah i could, but… I’m a fucking bastard soo…
The boy , now as if in agony fires the beams more aggressively.
GG: Oh you’re a bastard?
Nonono, you’re an edgy prick
Hitler was a bastard, Stalin was a bastard, my father was a bastard
Just because you’ve got a knife and some freaky kid doesn’t make you a bastard
I’m not gonna fight you or try and bring you to justice or whatever
Because that’s what you want, isn’t it? You want attention, like a schoolboy
You’re trying to be tough, thinking that if you spit on the floor and break people’s pencils then all the cool kids will like you
Anyway someone’s probably already recording this, so enjoy your attention, enjoy being page 4 news of “some guy threatens local hero”
You’re not special just because you think you’re scary, so quit it
She flies off
ES: Oooh.
ES: Oh ho ho ho.
Maniacal laughter
ES: Wow. Wow! Not only is she an egotistical bitch , she underestimates serial killers , AND grinds my gears!.
Edgeshadow turns to see the boy crying.
ES: Shut the fuck up.
He proceeds to take his knife towards the boys stomach , then stops just before.
ES: You know what. Go home. Go fucking home. Because some cunt decided she picked the wrong villain to mess with. You know. Forget that mute girl. Forget that book. This “sidequest” just became part of the main plot.
ES: And ill make sure she pays.
Edgeshadow proceeds to laugh hysterically
Random Man: Umm. Dude. Are you okay?
ES: SHUT UP FAGGOT IM DOING A MONOLOGUE
Random Man: Uhh okay. briskly walks off
ES: Continues to laugh
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Arthas opens his eyes. He peeks out of his room. “Hi there.” He asks, his voice shaking.
“Who are you people? Who am I?” He asks.
“…”
Serkos stands in the back of the room quietly, leaning up against his two-handed sword.