Cool Kid Saves the Cats
Chapter 33: Butch the Bully: Part 1
"Ugh….ow…."
Cool Kid grunts as he lifts himself up. He tries to open his eyes, but realizes that even with them open, he couldn't see anything.
"What...what the hell was that….ow…" He places his hand on his head and rubs his throbbing headache. Slowly, his vision begins to return, but everything is far too blurry to understand. Thankfully, his hearing comes back completely. He hears the sound of concrete falling to the ground, and rocks sliding across the floor.
"Oh….that's right….Butch….he hit me and-"
Before he could finish his sentence, the sound of something smashing against a wall is heard in the distance. It repeats, at first slowly, but then with more speed. As the speed increases, so does its volume. After only a few seconds, the sound stops. Cool Kid rubs his head and eyes, hoping he'll be able to see clearly. Slowly, his vision reappears, but everything in front of him is hazy. All he can see is a large black block in front of him. A large black block with something yellow on the top of it.
"It's unfortunate your survived." The black block said to Cool Kid. "You would have been much better off if you had just died." The black box starts moving closer to Cool Kid. As he moves, Cool Kid hears the same sound that came from the wall just moments ago.
Cool Kid's vision finally starts to clear up, and he can finally make out the being approaching him. But by that point, it was too late. Butch reaches out and grabs Cool Kid by the collar, lifting him into the air.
"H-how did you climb that b-building…?" Cool Kid asks while trying his best to breath. Butch's graps tightens as he pulls Cool Kid closer to him.
"You have no idea what you're dealing with now, Cool Kid." He tightens his grip, choking Cool Kid in the process. "All of those people you killed before me? They were just pawns. Pathetic pieces of plastic who only tried to kill you for the world's approval. But me? I'm going to kill you to watch you suffer." He tightens his grip even more, causing Cool Kid to turn blue. "You have no idea how much I hate you. You will never understand why I want you dead. Your final moments will be plagued with prayers, only hoping you could understand. But you never will. The only thing you will come to understand is that you never had a chance at beating me!" He throws Cool Kid across the room. He smashes through a cement wall and rolls onto the floor.
Blood pours from Cool Kid's head as he tries to stand up. The thunderous stomps of Butch's shoes are heard as he viciously approaches him one more. Before Cool Kid can do anything, Butch has him in his clutches once again, raised far above the floor.
"Are you really going to keep fighting? Why? You must already know that you're doomed." As he finishes talking, Cool Kid smirks.
"Not this time!" Cool Kid expertly his his arm in his coat, so that when Butch grabbed him, that arm was free. He raises his arm, with pistol in hand. And fires directly at Butch's skull. The bullet races towards his skull, with intent to obliterate his brain. It soars faster and faster towards his skull, right between the eyes. Until finally, it hits his head and…
Nothing.
The bullet bounces off as it hits his head. Cool Kid's eyes widen as the world around him slows down. Butch's eyes narrow as he laughs under his mask. Cool Kid can't hear his laugh, he can't hear anything, the world around him had stopped. Silence enveloped Cool Kid's world.
W-What happened? I...I shot him...but he…
Before he could finish his thought, Butch punches him in the face, sending him flying once more. The right lens of his sunglasses falls to the floor and shatters. For the first time, Cool Kid's light crimson eyes are shown to the world, but in such a state, who would want to see them?
He stands once again, with his bloodied crimson eye staring Butch in the face. Rage overtakes him. He raises his guns and fires at Butch. Most of his bullets fly with little aim and pass by Butch. But one perfectly aimed bullet soars straight towards Butch's head, and hits him square in the center of his right eye. The bullet pierces his eye and lodges itself inside. Cool Kid smirks as he reloads his guns and gets ready to fire again.
"Wipe that smile off your face." Butch says as he continues to approach him. "Do you honestly believe that hurt?"
As he says that, the bullet falls from Butch's eye and lands on the floor like a dead fly. His eye is completely unharmed. Cool Kid's hands tremble as Butch approaches him. He tries to fire his guns, but his fingers refuse to move.
"Do you understand now, you fool?" Butch pulls back his arm as he approaches Cool Kid even faster than before. "You never had a chance."
Butch unleashes his fist unto Cool Kid.