Chapter 10:
The Coon led the way and they followed him up the stairs to the top of the man made cliff face and waterfall in the middle of the restaurant.
"Karen?! Please? Listen to me!" Mysterion tried futilely to reason with his little sister. "You don't understand how fucking lame they are! Why won't you see it?!"
"They're my friends Guardian Angel. They're nice to me. I never get invited to parties." Karen didn't understand what the problem was.
Vampir made his toadies keep an eye on Karen while he and the stronger Vamp kids – including his stepfather Mr. Adams and the gangster vamp – take care of the threat to Vampir's birthday party. "Vanquish the uninvited!"
"If any of you muthafuckas don't stop messing with this vamp kid's birthday party I'm gonna waste you muthafuckas! I will go crazy on yo ass!" The gangster vamp clenched his fists and was ready to fight.
Vampir lunged at her, but before he could tackle her to the ground Mysterion used a dead rush attack on him. He disappeared in a puff of purple smoke. Vampire didn't see him coming when he kicked him away from her.
"Are you okay?" He asked as he helped her up.
"I'm okay." She straightened her dishevelled costume and screeched like an angry tom cat so loud that everyone around her had to cover their ears.
"Jesus Christ! The fuck is that?!" The Coon along with her friends were shocked when cats appeared out of nowhere to aid them in the fight against the vampires. People watching them below applauded ignorantly unaware that this fight wasn't a stage show.
"You have better control over the cats than the Nether Born powers." The Shadow had better control over the same class than she did.
"I don't know why I'm not good at controlling them." She was referring to the Nether Born set.
"Stop copying me you fucking bitch!" The Coon screamed in her face after she shredded one of the vamp kids with her metal claws.
"I'm a cat asshole!" She shouted at him. She was unable to disguise her thick Australian accent and she trembled with rage as she yelled at The Coon. "Cat's and coons aren't the same fucking thing. They both have claws and our costumes don't look anything alike!"
"Shut up you conformist furries!" Henrietta shouted at them both as she burned another vamp girl with a cigarette attack. She was very good at manipulating fire to her advantage.
She stopped fighting with The Coon for the time being. She would have to deal with him later as Mr. Adams had opened up the portal to Hell and accidently summoned Michael Jackson instead of Corey Haim to aid the vamps in the fight.
"Fuck it's Michael Jackson!" Kenny – like everyone else fighting to get Karen back – was horrified. "We have to send this prick back to Hell!"
"With Corey Haim on our side we cannot lose." Vampir seemed confident this would beat the intruders. "Stop ruining my birthday!"
"Come on everyone let's play!" Michael Jackson danced around and did the moon walk. They all had to rush out of his way to avoid being trampled on. "Let's show these older kids how much fun we're having."
"At least someone here knows how to have fun." Mr. Adams added as he stood in a corner and did nothing.
"C-Corey Haim is kinda scary." Karen tried to back away from the group, but Vampir's toadies wouldn't let her leave.
"Shut up Corey Haim!" Henrietta shouted at him even though she was actually talking about Michael Jackson.
"What the fuck is wrong with those people?" Mysterion noticed the crowd below still thought this was all a show. They applauded and held their phones up so they film it and take photos. What they didn't realise was that this was all real. The fight was real, Michael Jackson/Corey Haim – albeit deceased – was real, they were not actors, but real people.
"Clueless posers is what they are." Henrietta flipped her parents off and took a drag from her cigarette.
"Combat is so ignorant!" Corey Haim/Michael Jackson attempted to trample them as he danced around the stage. They all dove out of his way to avoid the blows.
"You want darkness? I can do darkness." Mysterion shouted as he attempted to kick Michael Jackson into the portal to Hell.
"That's pretty Goth." Henrietta was impressed with Mysterion's dark magic.
"Geez Mysterion." The Coon shredded another vamp kid's face. "Would it kill you to be a little more upbeat?"
"No one wants to be defeated." Michael Jackson/Corey Haim knocked Mysterion to the ground as he danced the moon walk.
"Son of a bitch!" He picked himself up. They were still hopelessly outnumbered.
"That's it! " She cried. "Kick his arse back to Hell!"
"Nooo! That's ignorant! You can't send me back!" Michael Jackson/Corey Haim cried in distress.
Out of desperation Michael Jackson took hold of Karen. She screamed as she no longer had control over her body. She danced around and moved just like he did which according to Mysterion was totally out of character.
"What's happening?!" Karen cried helplessly.
"Oh no! He's possessing Karen! Let go of her you son of a bitch!" Mysterion demanded angrily.
"Kick his ass back to hell!" The Shadow urged them to knock him back through the portal as his body was still dancing like a fool, but his mind was in control of Karen McCormick. "Kick his body back to hell and his spirit will leave Karen alone!"
She watched as The Coon fought of his attackers. Wave after wave of vamp kids kept coming for them. All he did was shred their faces with his metal claws. That was it. It was his only move. He didn't seem to have any other abilities other than being able to take hits that would land a normal person in hospital. Beyond this he didn't have a whole lot going for him.
"That's it?" She asked after fending off vamps with a soul slasher attack and ordering her cats into battle. "That's your only move? Scratching up people's faces with those claws? That's your whole superhero trademark?"
"You copy me bitch! I've seen you use your claws during this fight!" The Coon snapped at her.
"Yes and I do, but it's not my soul trademark. I can do more than that." She screeched like a cat summoning more cats to her aid. They – liked the others – appeared out of nowhere. They attacked everyone she commanded them to. Just because she could she sent fifteen cats after Mr. Adams who was now trying to stop them from sending Corey Haim back to hell. "Sick em'!"
The Coon stopped in his tracks after she called him out for his accusations. "I'm the fucking Coon!" He screamed in her face. "Shredding people's faces is MY trademark, it's MY signature move! Stop copying me bitch!"
"I'm a cat jackass!" She reminded him angrily. She used a ranged of her catlike abilities to prove her point. She was more than just a girl wearing cat ears who scratched people up with her claws. That was a very small part of who she was yet it was the only part he fixated on. She scaled to the highest point of the man made cliff face, she jumped and landed on her feet, she ran fast and joined in with a group of cats as they attacked a vamp girl sneaking up on Mysterion. She moved quickly. She teleported from one end of the stage to the other. The Coon eyed her with awe coupled with jealously. She went through her new Nether Born class. Using soul slasher and grim fate attacks on foes nearby. Despite this it still wasn't enough to send Corey Haim back to Hell, not even with Mysterion and The Shadow backing her up. She like Henrietta barely tolerated The Coon as an ally.
"This isn't fucking working. We can't beat him!" Mysterion cried helplessly.
"Why didn't I think of this earlier?" Henrietta mumbled to herself as she took a drag from her cigarette.
"Think of what?" Mysterion grabbed her by the collar of her dress and while shaking here cried out with desperation. "If you have an idea that'd save Karen I need to know!"
"Back off poser!" Henrietta pushed him away from her. "You want to know real pain? Let me show you." Henrietta dug her cigarette into the ground and with magic formed a pentagram. In doing so she summoned the Devil to her side.
"Who has summoned me?" He noticed her standing on the pentagram. "Oh, hello Henrietta. What can I do for you this time?"
"Could you banish this Corey Haim freak back to Hell for us?" She was shocked listening to Henrietta talking to Satan like he was a normal person.
Satan rolled his eyes with disgust at Corey Haim who was obviously afraid of the Prince of Darkness. "Aw! That's not Corey Haim, that's Michael Jackson."
"Whatever! Could you just get rid of him?" Henrietta asked again.
She also noticed The Shadow praying like his life depending on it. He was on his knees and held rosary beads in his hands and focused intently on his prayers.
"What are you doing?" She asked curiously.
The Shadow responded to her question only by pointing up. She looked up to see Jesus – the Lord and Saviour crashing through the roof of the restaurant and landing on his feet. "I'm here my son."
"Aw!" Satan exclaimed when he noticed the cats rubbing up his legs and purring. "Hey little guys."
She shrugged. "Aren't cats the guardians of the underworld?"
"Can you please stop cuddling those cats and get rid of Michael Jackson for us?" Henrietta diverted their attention back to Michael who still possessed Karen McCormick.
"Lock and load!" Jesus angled a machine gun at Michael Jackson and opened fire. "Take him back Satan. His soul belongs in Hell."
Satan kicked Michael Jackson in the stomach and sent him through the portal. He followed and Michael's screams faded as the portal closed behind them. The ignorant people in the restaurant applauded still believing it was a stage show.
"Thanks Jesus." The Shadow high fived the Lord and Saviour Jesus Christ.
"No problem my child." Jesus noticed her and handed her some rosary beads. "If you need me pray." She traded him one of her Kitty phones before he returned to Heaven.
Finally – to Mysterion's relief – Karen started to wake up. "W-what happened?"