Cool Kid Saves the Cats Chapter 34, a misc. movies fanfic

Cool Kid Saves the Cats

Chapter 34: Butch the Bully: Part 2

Cool Kid's eyes open sooner than expected. Once again, he's surrounded by rubble and glass. He can't move any of his body besides his eyes, and even so his vision is blurry and unclear. But through this blurry vision, he was able to make out Butch, standing far away from him. He's standing next to the ledge of the building, looking out into the night. But what really surprises Cool Kid is the man standing next to Butch. A man wearing a black cloak and hood. The two of them were talking about something, but Cool Kid can't tell what it is. What he can tell however, is that the man in the cloak is mad, very mad. He's screaming at Butch, while Butch just stares into the night. Shortly after, Cool Kid's eyes closed again, and he drifted out of consciousness again.

"Help us"

Cool Kid's eyes opened again to see Butch standing directly over him.

"Are you finally awake, you pussy?"

Butch reaches down and grabs Cool Kid by the neck and lifts him up. He squeezes his neck tightly, causing Cool Kid to drift out of consciousness again.

"Help us"

"Why aren't you doing anything? Why are you abandoning us?"

"You were meant for greatness! That's why you were chosen!"

"Maybe it was wrong…"

"You should have just been ignored and forgotten."

"You should just be-"

The voices stop. In Cool Kid's unconscious mind, he sees a white light. Followed by the view of a house. It's...a nice house. Cool Kid sees what looks like a large white kitchen. A man and a woman walk up to him. He can't see their faces and can barely hear what they're saying. He can only hear static until…

"Now listen BBBBBBBBSSSSSSSSSSSSHHHHHHH your grandfather will be coming over today. He's….a bit of a weird one, okay? I didn't want him meeting you for a while but...I think he deserves to meet you."

Cool Kid can't tell who said that, but he had reached a disturbing conclusion: These are his parents. He tries to call to them, but nothing happens. All he could do was watch them. After a minute, the faceless parents go to open a door. Behind that door is a man in a white suit and a large white beard. The most surprising thing about him is the fact that he has a face. He looks down ast Cool Kid and smiles warmly. Instantly Cool Kid knew: this was his grandfather.

The vision cut to them sitting on a bench outside. The two of them are watching and feeding birds. Cool Kid's grandfather laughs and places his hand on Cool Kid's head and ruffles up his hair.

"I can't imagine how it must be growing up in a world like this." He says as his warm smile turns into a frown. "And I should know, my childhood was...rather intense." He looks over at Cool Kid and smiles again. "Just look at you. I can tell you're going to grow up to do amazing things, BBBBBBBBBSSSSSSSSSSSHHHHH. I have one important lesson for you, one that I wish I had followed much, much sooner. Find the people that care for you. Find them and never let them go. They will be what helps you push forward." He smiles at Cool Kid, and Cool Kid nods. "That's my grandson. Now, do you want to hear about some of my misadventures in the 60's and 70's?"

Before Cool Kid could remember the stories he was told, he regained consciousness. He was slung over Butch's back like a dead body. Butch was walking towards a door labeled EXIT. Luckily, Butch didn't tie up Cool Kid's limbs, most likely because he believed Cool Kid was going to remain unconscious for some time. Using this opportunity, Cool kid places his foot on Butch's head, and kicks him, causing him to escape Butch's grip and send himself flying across the room.

Butch clenches his fists and turns around to face Cool Kid. Cool Kid stands up and wipes the blood off his face.

"I'm not going down that easy, asshole." He pulls out his pistols and points them at Butch once again. "Are you ready to die?"

Butch's eyes narrow. "I guess I'll just have to bring you in a body bag then….all right. DIE!' He charges at Cool Kid with his fists ready, while Cool Kid stands defiant with his guns ready. Their battle has now truly begun.