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Chapter 3: You're Done
"Let's go raise some hell."
Blood claimed. He had won his fight again Distorter and had set another soul free, now he was ready to terrorize the town, letting their souls free too. He first sought out the nearby graveyard, as he saw visitors there to be in the most distress, therefore, he prioritized on saving them first. Unfortunately, his view on saving them doesn't end so happy, and in fact turns the graveyard visitors into "residents."
Blood first came across the stereotypical black fence that's pointy at the top. He didn't need to bust through it however, as he found the gate in. Once inside the graveyard, he made his way to the darker areas of the graveyard, which didn't make sense, as the sun had rose quite a bit. Blood didn't find any visitors, probably because citizens were eating breakfast or at work or something like that, however he did find the members of the Royal Woods Elementary School Morticians Club wandering around on what they assumed was their "field trip."
"Look, versions of my friends." Lucy's spirit inside Blood's mind said. Blood always had a quirk where he could speak to his dead sister's voices in his head. Sometimes they took on ghostly bodies and hung around with Blood instead, but they preferred doing this at night due to the fact that the light of day makes this form hard to see.
"A version of you too" Blood subconsciously told her. Because the ghosts were in his head and arguably not real, he often had to speak with them through thoughts. "What do you girls think about going over there and spicing up their morning?" Blood asked the spirits in his head. He got various responses in the form of agreements.
Yeah, go for it.
Scare their socks off bro.
Let's clean them off the face of the earth.
Make them shed "blood," hahaha.
"Alright that's enough with the jokes, let's go show these goths what real horror is." Blood told the spirits. He then stood up from his crouched position, and got ready to attack the club members.
Back at the lake, a figure was standing on the dock. He was wearing a black hoodie that had "CL" printed on the back in big red letters, black jeans, and had striking red shoes. He also wore sunglasses to shield his eyes. And you wouldn't believe what this dingus did, he walked right over the edge of the dock and fell right in. Can you believe this freaking crap?
He was on a mission, cause the next thing you know, there's ripples in the water. This idiot pops up carrying Distorter's dead body. If you ask me, somebody's got some time on their hands to be doing this. He then carries it over to shore, and lays the body down on the ground in the same position they put a body in when in a coffin. Now, I don't expect you to believe this next part, but the guy pulls out a match, and lights Distorter's body on fire.
Why would somebody do that. A proper burial or something? No wait, never mind, now the doof is running off. Well, now nothing is happening.
twitch
Wait, what was that?
violent shake
No, no you can't do this.
Distorter's body slowly sits up.
Crap, he did it.
Distorter's body, now sitting up, showed that the fire had fueled it with life, and now leads him back to life. His eyes then open up, and he faces the camera.
"̷͕̪̃͂̐̋H̵̛͚͚̀͛͆E̶͓͙̊̀́L̸͕̙͕͉̚Ḻ̶͖̎ ̵͈͔̹͌̂͊͠ͅT̴͎̹̅̀Ơ̴̱͉̱͈̐́ ̴̟͉̦̘̑͋̌P̵̢̛͌̀Ầ̷̖̭̈Y̶̡̦̙̲͆̾̄̏!̷͎̞̞̍̉"̴̢̪͉̽̈̌ͅ
And with those violently spoken words, he then takes off, ready to beat the oh so loathing crap out of Blood's face.
Back to the graveyard, Blood decided to pay the visiting Morticians Club a little reality check. (Yeah I said that.) He was immediately greeted with a response.
You'd think it'd be Lucy, having not seen Lincoln in a while, you know, be kinda overjoyed to see her brother, though, the intense amount of blood kinda shut her quiet. It was instead her friend Haiku that responded. "Lincoln, what are you doing here?"
Blood then grinned. "Goth hunting." Blood then immediately threw the spear at the crowd, and it hit the tall one in the white trench coat. Blood then called the spear back to his hand, because he could apparently do that crap. "Who's next?"
Haiku, still shocked over the member's death, sensed an incoming spiritual presence. "I think you are." She said while squinting angrily.
Blood was honestly confused. "What could you ever mean by th-" Blood was interrupted when this sudden object crashed down onto the ground like a meteorite. The shockwave made upon impact with the ground sent everyone around the object flying. Upon the smoke clearing up, Distorter was revealed, and had bandage wrappings all around his upper chest.
"Hi"
Blood got up onto his feet quickly. "I should've known you'd still be alive you pesky freak. Lincolns today never go down easy, they're always Gods, Monsters, Magic, Superheroes, or just straight up Immortal for some reason." Blood spat out in a rant.
Distorter then snapped his fingers and brought Blood to his grayscale reality-bending realm. Using memories from Blood's head, Distorter summoned illusions of walking dead bodies of Blood's victims.
Believe me, if you think you've experienced mental torture, you need to experience that crap right there.
Distorter then landed in front of the zombie army, cause that's basically what those illusions are, and then pointed toward Blood. "Let's get him." He ordered. Distorter, along with all of the other victims, then began pursuing Blood. Normally Blood would be all about going in and killing, but this was too much for him to mentally handle. He then began running away.
He ran for the nearby old shed and opened the door, he then looked back and saw Distorter's army running at him. "Backing away from a fight now, are you?" Distorter said as he was still in hot pursuit. Blood then slammed the door back shut and ran further. Blood was in Distorter's realm, and Distorter was making sure Blood knew this, and remembered this.
Distorter, finding himself tired with the mocking chase, yes, he wasn't even giving much effort into it, then snapped his fingers creating walls that boxed Blood into an office sized space. Focusing the power on the walls got rid of the illusions, but Blood was still in trouble, cause he was having his fragile mind toyed with by Distorter, because by this point Distorter gave up on the little amount of care he still had about Blood.
Distorter then slowly levitated himself down from the air after he went over one of the walls. "Well then, my doppelganger, since the following hour will be your last, perhaps you would like to request what you want me to write on your grave's epitaph." Distorter calmly claimed.
Blood then just stomped the ground. "Screw you." This was not taken lightly, as Distorter simply teleported next to blood and roundhouse kicked him right into a wall.
"You are quite the fierce opponent, and I even cost my own second life by limiting myself before, b̸u̶t̴ ̴t̵h̷a̴t̸ ̸i̴s̴ ̵a̴ ̴m̵i̸s̷t̴a̶k̶e̴ ̵I̵ ̷w̶o̵n̴'̴t̶ ̸m̵a̵k̷e̶ ̷a̷g̴a̵i̵n̶.̸"̶ Distorter then snapped his fingers, and these large snake creatures started peering over the wall. The oddest thing about them was that they appeared to have long slender arms with giant claws on the ends of them.
"What are you waiting for, tear him to pieces!" Distorter commanded the monsters. The snake things then used their long arms to reach over the wall and swipe at Blood. Blood was jumping out of the way of the swipes, sometimes he tried stabbing, only to be reminded that the creatures of Distorter's realm can't be harmed by him.
Blood was then clawed by one of the giant snake things. Once Blood was down, it was only easier for the monsters to continuously strike Blood over and over to the point where is was seriously damaging. The monsters then disappeared, and Blood was met with Distorter's presence once again.
"Impressive survival skills, I must say, and I can just feel how heavily you're trying to hold onto your life. You've impressed me multiple times Blood, so out of an act of kindness, I'll spare your life this once." Distorter said, snapping his fingers creating a Multiverse Portal. Distorter then grabbed Blood by the back of the hoodie, and dangled him in front of the portal.
"But be warned, if I ever find you here again, I may not be as forgiving." Distorter said, kicking Blood through the portal. Distorter then sighed and brought himself back to the real world. Distorter found himself above a street, and teleported away. After hiding himself under a new human disguise, he continued down his own path.
Eventually Distorter did find his family, and acted as a guardian spirit for them. He used his abilities to stop any accidents they may have, such as dropping something messy, and even haunting any bullies that decide to bring harm to his sisters. He remembered his old self, Lincoln Loud, and the several adventures he had as him. Now Distorter gives reassurance to his friends in their minds, and tells them who he truly is.
Please visit "Cross Vs Blood" by LasCasul03, to get an introduction of the next chapter.
A/N: Well, Distorter may be happy now, but Blood's side of the story continues when he finds a new opponent. The next chapter will take a little while to release, but if you checked the note above this one, you'll see that there is an introduction released. AP100 out.