Origin of the Gunslinger Chapter 10
"That annoying, self-centered, son of a bitch. I HATE that guy, I HATE HIM"
The Gunslinger was in his weapons room ranting about Obsidian while stalking in circles and occasionally stabbing a pillow. Mark was sitting in a chair by a stack of pillows, reading a book with a bored expression. He was used to the Gunslinger's rants.
"I know Dan. You've told me many times" he said, not looking up
"He just makes me want to…to…ARGH"
He stabbed the pillow multiple times and feathers flew everywhere. He got up and stalked around more as Mark put a pillow in the others place.
"Look Dan, I get that you hate this guy because he's a 'threat' to your reputation, but I don't get why he hates you"
"Well maybe because of the scar"
"What's that scar have to…you gave him the scar didn't you?"
"Yep. I think it was the 2nd time we met and got into a bad ass fight in which I WON. He never got over it"
"Oh really? What was your first clue?" he said, sarcastically
"Maybe the fact that we insult each other every time we meet and that I'd never trust him with my life"
"Makes sense" mark shrugged
Then his phone went off and he took it out and looked at the text
"Dan, there's disturbance in the town. There's a guy with pale skin, red eyes, and sharp teeth terrorizing the people"
The Gunslinger picked up a gun and cocked it
"I'm on it"
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The Gunslinger got down town as fast as he could and saw what Mark had said. There was a man with slick black hair and since he had his back to him, he saw pale skin on the back of his neck.
"Hey asshole" the Gunslinger yelled
The man flinched and slowly turned. As he did, the Gunslinger's eyes widened in shock. The man that he faced…was Patrick "Shark man" Finnegan!
"You…you're dead. I killed you" the Gunslinger said in shock
"Yes, yes you did. Thanks to a scientist named Dr. Ivan Scott, I've come back to life"
"As a vampire like freak"
"Agreed" he said angrily "Now, I have the power and might to defeat you"
"Oh really? And how will you do that" he asked sarcastically
"There's a little project that Dr. Ivan has just completed. Whoever has it, can have ultimate power"
The Gunslinger pulled out a gun and shot him in the heart. Shark Man, or the vampire like version, staggered back but the hole didn't bleed red blood, it was black. Shark Man looked down at the hole but didn't fall down dead. He smiled and looked at the Gunslinger, who was shocked
"Guess that messes up your plans huh?"
And with that a large black car sped around the corner and he climbed into it. The Gunslinger thought about what had just happened. Apparently, the new improved Shark Man couldn't be killed by just him. Mark was busy with S.H.I.E.L.D business and he knew no other hero who'd help him.
Except one…
He sighed and walked toward the only person who could help him now
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Obsidian walked through the library that he was in charge of. He had hired other people to look over it when he had to go and kill. He walked past a little girl who showed him the picture book she was reading. He smiled at her and patted her head. He walked by one stack of books and heard
"So you're a loser even when you AREN'T hunting"
He turned and saw the Gunslinger leaning up against a bookshelf, reading a book with a dagger on the front
"What the HELL are you doing here?"
"For once, not to fight you"
"Then why?"
The Gunslinger sighed
"I need your help"
Obsidian looked at the Gunslinger quizzically
"I've never known you to be a joker, mainly a psychopath"
"There's a device that could give anyone ultimate power, and some crooks have possession of it right now"
"Really?"
"I'm not kidding. Look, I don't like you, and you don't like me…"
"Ain't that the truth"
"But this time, I actually need your help. There's a villain that ONE vigilante can't beat, but TWO vigilantes may just do it"
Obsidian sighed and nodded
"Ok fine but this doesn't change a thing between us"
"Fine, I need to stop off at my weapons room. Luck for me, I have multiple so you can't track me down"
"Darn" Obsidian said, meaning it
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The weapons room wasn't as big as his normal one, but for the Gunslinger, it was enough. He got a few weapons prepared and turned to see Obsidian looking at the guns
"I have a defense system that makes sure I'M the only one who touches it. If you touch anyone of them, you'll be shot with a gun or a crossbow. Whichever I decided to set up"
Obsidian scowled at him
"Like I'd take one of YOUR guns. I have all the weapons I want and need"
"Wimp"
''At least I'M not considered a fucking psychopath by EVERYONE with common knowledge"
"So your family's out of that"
Obsidian clenched his teeth in anger
"Are we going to go or what?"
"Yea but listen up. I don't like you as much as you don't like me…"
"I HIGHLY doubt that, I hate you quite a lot"
"But we need to agree NOT to attack each other, just the bad guys. And NO turning against each other. You clear?"
"Crystal"
"Fine. Let's get this over with"