Kumori's Bane
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It's always been about them: the Heroes and the Villains. No one ever talks about regular people doing extraordinary things – just extraordinary people doing regular things for their line of work. Heroes are glorified for stopping trains. Villains are cursed for breaking the railing. The world rejoices from the triumph of good. Heroes are put on their thrones. Villains are put behind bars.
No more. It's time for the world to sing a different tune.
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"Hello, Lucas's," the oily call had the older of the two brothers snapping their gazes to the once blank computer screen. "I see you're having troubles locating me?" the voice hazarded a guess, his shoulders shaking in amusement as Joe and I stood. "That's no surprise really, considering I am holding the brains of your entire operation. It's a bit sad that a Normal can shine brighter than his Hero brothers."
I raised my eyebrow at the screen, turning to Joe. "Are you surprised?" I called out, looking back towards the shiny-headed villain guy.
"Yes. He was quite easy to subdue." The man pushed his rolling chair away from the monitor, showing our younger brother chained to a simple kitchen chair. Nick was looking up at the ceiling, tapping his foot lightly as if he didn't have a care in the world. In fact, he probably didn't. "Now are you going to talk to me about your brother's situation, or are you going to watch me kill him?"
"K-kill him?" Joe stuttered, looking at me with wide eyes. We stared at each other for a few seconds before bursting out laughing.
"Good luck!" I gave the guy a thumbs up, watching Nick lower his gaze and scowl over at us. But he knew that we took his safety extremely seriously. It wasn't like we were laughing at the thought of Nick actually being dead – who would laugh at that?
"You don't think I can do it?" the balding dude asked, lifting a simple gun and pointing it squarely at our brother. Nick sighed, resting his hands on the lock of the chains and leaning back slightly. "You don't think I can do what multiple others have failed at doing?"
Joe shrugged and his eyes met Nick's. "No, I don't think you can." He pointed at our brother and rolled his eye. "I dare you to try it."
"You dare me, The Great Tac, to kill your brother?" The man threw his head back, revealing his clef chin, and laughed a laugh that sounded like sand paper scraping against wood. "I will kill your brother, in cold blood, right in front of you. You both will regret the day you challenged me! I always raise the bar and do what I say I am going to do. You are there, he and I are here! I am going to kill him and there is nothing you will be able to do. I, The Great Tac, will have my day! And that day is – "
A dull thud sounded.
Joe and I watched the man crumble to the floor, howling in pain. The undeniable chink of metal heard when the projectile fell to the floor.
"Do you ever stop talking?" Nick called, plopping back into the chair and winding up the chain. "It's always 'The Great Tac' this and 'I will do that,' but all I ever see is your mouth moving. Maybe you'd be a decent villain if you duct taped your own mouth."
The Great Tac groaned as he peeled his tiny self off of the floor and shot a glare at our brother.
"Still think it will be easy?" Joe called, leaning back in his chair and winking towards Nick. "Clearly you didn't do your research." Nick rolled his eyes at Joe, no laughter in his face and a look that made my stomach churn in his eyes.
The so-called villain stood and faced our 'useless' brother, cracking his knuckles. "So, you're a fighter after all. But you're nothing compared to me! Nothing! I am The Great Tac!" He opened his palm, cackling lowly. Nick stepped back, watching the metal fly into the guys open hand, not a worry in his eyes.
The chain met Baldie's open palm. His mouth opened in a terrible howl. He shook his hand, dropping the metal links and looking like he was about to cry. He lowered his palm, a thin line of blood trailing down his wrist. A nail was embedded in his hand – a nail, might I add, that Nick had placed in one of the chain links when he was winding the metal back up.
"Magnetism sucks." Joe commented, eyeing the damaged skin through the computer screen. "Easy to sabotage – even Frankie could do it."
"Thanks for the vote of confidence," the bitter statement came from Nick as he glared towards us. He stood and walked over to the nearly sobbing man, plucking the nail from his skin easily. "How are you anything over than a Great Baby?" The insult was heavily laid on when Nick shoved him away, only anger coating his face as he stalked out of view. What was his deal?
Tac growled lowly, opening his palm and pointing it towards where our brother had disappeared to. We barely heard Nick sigh before a something red flew and nailed the villain in the forehead. He fell with a thud, not moving other than the rise and fall of his chest.
"Don't forget the day you messed with the Great Nick." Said teen walked back into view and lifted up the thing that struck Tac. "The idiot forgot I could duck." He held up the fire extinguisher.
"Are you ok?" I finally spoke, earning Nick's glare. "Dude, why are you so angry?"
He scoffed, laughing out in disbelief. He bent over; ignoring us for a moment as he angrily bound the guy with the chains. "Bet your own life next time."
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Chibiyu: Confused why Nick is a bit OoC? All will be told next chapter. I need at least three reviews to know you all are interested before I get into this story. I have about 7 chapters already written haha. Thanks! Until Next Update!
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