Chapitre 7: Look At Me Now
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This is purely a work of fiction. Not meant to offend or incite, but to entertain and (maybe) inspire.
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LOOK AT ME NOW
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"Look it's bullshit and that's that."
"My crystals aren't 'bullshit'"
"Listen, a piece of rock on your neck isn't going to affect your energy or make you happier. It's just a shiny rock, it does nothing, absolutely nothing."
"You don't know that"
"I do, actually." I had a guy working for me selling these things to hippie wannabes as a lucrative side hustle.
"You're being rude."
"I'm being right."
"I can't believe I even gave you my number. You're so negative."
I'm an optimistic realist "I never even called you." Thank god my phone got destroyed.
"Fuck you, you're such an asshole!" Spat Amber, packing her stuff into her backpack and leaving the table we shared to join her friends at another table. All I asked was for some tutoring, not to be roped into a MLM toxic positivity—with bogus energy altering magic crystals—cult. If I wanted that, I'd start doing crack at least then I'd be getting something for my money.
"Dude, I thought you liked her?" Skinny boy said, I keep forgetting this kid's name.
"And?" I left it at that and went back to my book.
"Man, you should go get her back and smoothen things over."
This kid was daft. Like I was going to be taking girl advice from him.
"I don't have to do anything. Listen, I'm me, and me is all I can be. No one else gets to tell me how to be me. I'll never compromise my self-identity or worth to make someone else feel better or empowered. Take me, or leave me, or just fuck off." That was as much for him as it was for everyone else.
Maybe I have very little tolerance for bullshit and manipulation. I just can't be that guy, my dad wasn't a pushover, and new dad wasn't one, I'll never be one either.
"Chill dude, I'm just saying. You should try being nice."
"Like you?"
"What's that supposed to mean?"
"Whatever you think it does."
"You know what man, fuck you." He said, leaving me too. I couldn't have been any happier. Jesus, thank you.
My sex appeal must through the roof today, judging from the number of people eager to just fuck me.
I locked eyes with another brown eyed beauty, one part of Amber's table crew. She was prolly saying shit about me which made her friends look over. I blew brown eyes a kiss and smirked just to throw her off since she was the one still looking at me. Instead of turning away in disgust, she smiled back, winked and mouthed the words "Bite me."
I was about to get up and go get her number and maybe a kiss when. "Mark Grayson!" Yelled a voice over the PA system. "Mark Grayson!" Well, that's it folks, looks like I'm getting canceled. "You're wanted at the principal's office"
Like the voice on the PA system said, I was wanted. I packed my things and went on my merry way, winking back at brown eyes. Come what may, I'll take it with a smile.
I expected to be reporting to the principal himself, but at the office door was new-mom, "Let's go" was all she said, not even waiting for my answer as she trekked out the school premises. Seeing her this curt was new.
When we reached outside, men in dark glasses and black suits stood on the sides of a matte-black SUV—the kinds they escort senators in—one pulled the door open, new mom boarded the vehicle and I followed right after.
She was clearly distressed and bothered about something, I didn't particularly want her unloading on me or crying on my shoulder, women had the tendency to have outbursts when they became emotional. So, I avoided her unfocused gaze by staring out the car window and the blurring landscape outside.
I guess we're heading to the reason for her distress. I wish I had popcorn, it's not for what you're thinking…okay brain maybe it is.
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I realized I had a playful tone. Don't mistake it for me not taking things seriously, it's a coping mechanism and a fallback. Unease had been building up in me and I just realized why. Walking into the high tech facility had been sort of a shock, it was my first time in a super tech base that wasn't littered with needles and fabrics and high powered sewing machines. The scale of this place was unreal, and the fact that it was all built beneath the pentagon was downright unbelievable, except that it was real.
Guards in exo-suits with sci-fi rifles stood straight along the halls, showing just how secure this place was if you doubted it, and if you had super hearing you'd notice the ones who remained invisible to the naked eye.
We stopped at one seamless metal door, it seemed indiscernible from all the other wall panels we'd walked past. Robot man in glasses—Donald.
We know why that name's easy to remember.
Shut it brain.
Donald pushed a card against the panel, thin blue lights ran down it's center and it split open with an electronic wisp. The antiseptic scent of the room was a refreshing kind I'd never known, the air was so clean I could hear my lungs sing for more.
Beneath the large panel that displayed medical readings, was possibly the softest bed ever made. And in that bed was a bruised and wounded man.
The man who'd been kicking my ass, had an ass kicking of his. It took everything I had to stop myself from bursting out in laughter. I approached him while shaking in my boots, I supported myself by grabbing onto the steel borders of his bed hard enough to leave visible indents in the metal.
New mom held his face and cried bloody murder. Cecil—mouth scarred, balding, white Nick Fury with less morals and even lesser government oversight— placed a hand on my shoulder and told me "It's all going to be alright kid." Good God, they thought I was shaken at seeing Nolan beat the eff up. Heh! I wish I was there to see it in that glorious cam girl 4k hi-res video quality. You know the kind I'm talking about, the ones that let you see the goosebumps on her ass cheeks.
Hehehehehe!
My eyes were going red now. I couldn't open my mouth, if I did I swear I'll shout out like I'm having an orgasm straight from the spine. Okay, okay, enough with milking the sexual innuendos.
"Be strong Mark, your father is going to be fine."
"Who did this?" I managed albeit sounding like I had a sore throat.
"The question is who wouldn't. There are so many villains out there who'd want to see your dad dead." Said Cecil. No homo or anything, I kind of like his voice, it almost reminds me of my father's. My real father's. "But I guess he's the very best for a reason, the others weren't so lucky."
"Others?"
"The Guardians of the Globe. They're all dead."
"OH MY GOD" New mom let out in shock, her husband's face still held tight in her grasp.
"We're keeping this all under wraps for now, considering our bests are out of business and this leaves us incredibly vulnerable. But I wanted you and Mark to know first." He said to her, I got what he said to me though, 'this leaves us incredibly vulnerable'.
Tell me, if a bank lost its security guards and primary protection where do you think a thief is going to hit? No, it's not the coffee machine, it's the vault. And in a sense, this was the earth's vault, prime tech, super weapons, advanced equipment, otherworldly materials and juicy information, all you needed and more was here, this was the best place to attack if you knew your stuff. Fire power didn't matter, if you were strong enough to do the best heroes this dirty and get out alive, you could easily tear this place apart.
One more question brain, where do you place your one last hope's family? Next to where the danger is most likely to come to. People fight for what they love, they will bleed and die for that which is priceless to them. So no, I wasn't under the illusion of safety. I knew exactly what this was, a call to arms and a motivator for recovery, not for me but for Omni man. I was just here to hold the fort long enough for him to wake up. Or better yet, I die, and make him go super Saiyan in rage and become so overpowered he tears the new big bad a new asshole.
Even if I was wrong, at least I'd serve as a deterrent for the other powers, and a symbol of hope for the people. Politics 101. Don't you just love it.
"Cold towels and ice water." New mom said out of the blue. I nearly asked her if she was stupid. What the fuck were cold towels and ice water do for the man? I know she wanted to feel useful, but we're in the world's most advanced health center, what in the fuck was a cold towel going to do?
"Deborah" Cecil frowned, the man obviously had so much shit on his plate and now he had to deal with an emotional woman. Good for him. Oh, and now I know her name.
She took that as a challenge and went for his throat with the, "I've patched Nolan up for twenty years Cecil, I'm not leaving." line.
You couldn't tell it just from looking, but Cecil was a hair's breadth away from blowing up, which was why he chose not to speak and instead nodded. The robot man, Donald, spoke on his behalf. I know he's a cyborg, and not a robot man, I wasn't that ignorant or stupid, I just choose to refer to them how I want to. Leave me alone, I'm allowed to nitpick too.
You can't waste time on side characters.
"Sir, we have a problem." Donald said, making a gesture at pressing his ear piece.
"Problem?"
"There's some kind of attack happening downtown. Numerous contacts, heavy weaponry and multiple casualties."
"Now? We're a little understaffed in the hero department." Cecil said a bit loudly. Yes, bro, I know you're talking to me.
They left the room together. I gave Omni man one last look over, regretting that I didn't bring my phone with me and proceeded to leave the room as well. Deborah was too busy wiping the man with her cold towels. My goodness, the level of irrationality this woman exhibits sometimes.
"I can help." I said, catching up to them.
"What?"
"You're understaffed. I'm available, give me a location and I'll help."
"Kid, this is dangerous."
"I'm dangerous too. Let me help, at least till my dad gets back on his feet."
"Suit up." He said.
See this is why heroes wore their suits beneath their clothes. Lesson learned, I'll have to fly home for mine.
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Have you ever been in an alien invasion? It's surreal. Watching humanoid creatures, intelligent ones for that matter, file out orderly from a wormhole in the form of a semi-sphere in the middle of the road and deliver swift destruction with their advanced plasma rifles and cannons. Was very surreal.
Screams, blaster shots and explosions filled the air. Black tarmac was dyed in the blood of the fallen—those unlucky or too slow to escape the approaching assault. Singed rubble and burning cars littered the almost empty streets, I could even catch a whiff of burnt meat in the air which served to remind me that some of those cars went up in flames with people still inside.
I can't lie and tell you that seeing people die filled me with righteous anger, I had no idea who these people were, and months ago they were just fictional to me. But seeing these piccolo looking aliens come to my home turf, my future kingdom and stomp around it like it was theirs really grated my nerves.
How could I let strangers come into my house and tell me how it's going to go? In my own house?
Fuck that noise.
I picked up a bus on fire and with the Lord to guide my aim, I chucked it at the green skinned bastards. Flattening a small platoon that had been chasing after some civilians.
I earned their attention now, people and aliens alike, floating in the sky to invoke the messianic image of a deity reaching out to aid his people.
Let there be blood.
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