Cool Kid Saves the Cats

Chapter 38: Where is Cool Cat…

For several minutes straight, the electricity shot through Cool Kid's head. He could feel nothing but pain the whole time the electricity shot through his head. One thing was different though, the voices were loud at first, but as time went on, the voices became quieter. Eventually, they ceased entirely. The voices were gone.

"Oh shit" YMS said. "I think that did it! I'm not detecting Cool Cat's signature anymore!"

Ralphs puts his finger on his bottom lip. "Let it go for just a minute more. Just to be safe." YMS nods. After another minute, YMS turns off the electricity. Cool Kid sits in the chair, his body shakes a little from the shock. What remains of his glasses falls to the floor and shatters. And on top of that, the piece of shrapnel that's been stuck in his head falls out as well.

Ralphs approaches Cool Kid and lifts up his head and looks him in the eye. "He's still alive, no need to worry! I can't say the same for Cool Cat though." The three of them laugh to themselves. "I really am sorry Cool Kid, I wish we could have done this much sooner and much cleaner. Truth be told, we only worked with people like Butch and the others so they could drain you of your energy. So by the time you got here, you'd have no will left. You'd be surprised how willing Butch was to throw his life away to destroy Cool Cat. Either way…" Cool Kid's restraints come undone. "You are free now."

Ralphs lifts up Cool Kid and helps him stand. Cool Kid is just standing still and staring forwards, just like the woman at the reception desk.

"Hm, you look a little worn out, go out and take a deep breath of fresh air. Your first breath of fresh air as a free man."

Ralphs, YMS, and IHE all lead Cool Kid outside to the roof. They all pat him on the back and head back inside. However, they hide themselves behind the door, so they can see what Cool Kid does.

Cool Kid stands alone in the warm spring night. The light breeze pushes his trench coat causing it to flutter all around him. He stares out into the night, the lights of the stars and the city are the only things that bring him comfort. His once crimson eyes have now become a greyish red. He waits in the night. He's waiting for the voices to come back. Waiting for his memories to return. Waiting for Tyrone to pop up and tell him it was all a prank. Waiting for...anything. Anything to help him feel something.

But there was nothing. Cool Cat was gone. The person he spent his life admiring and chasing is gone. And without him, Cool Kid is nothing. His only memories before being Cool Kid involve a man he believes to be his grandfather, but that is it. There is no Cool Kid before Cool Cat, and there is no Cool Kid after Cool Cat. Now, he is just nothing. What was left for a man with nothing? Even if he bursted out in a rage and took revenge on those three, what would it matter? By the end of the day, he would still be nothing. He closes his eyes, and looks out into the night again and starts walking towards the ledge.

He stands on top of the ledge of the building and looks at the world below him. It's a world that will never know Cool Cat again. A world that will be controlled by evil. But maybe it's better that way. Maybe this is what people want. Cool Kid's hands clench again, and he reaches for his robotic arm with his human arm. Without a second thought, he violently tears the arm off of his body. Blood and oil pour from his new wound as he stands above the world. He drops the robotic arm off the ledge and watches it descend. He then looks up to the moon and closes his tear filled eyes.

"It's time to face reality...to face the world…" He says as he takes a step forward and throws himself off the ledge.

He descended down the building at lightning speed. He purposefully faced his head forward, to both increase his velocity and make the impact more immediate. As he fell, tears poured from his eyes again. As he headed for the ground, his mind flooded with thoughts. Why did this have to happen? Who really am I? Why couldn't Cool Cat be saved? Where is Cool Cat?

As he thought that last one, his heart pounds harder than it ever did before. It was an intense chest pain. He looks back to the ground to see that it has changed. Now, it looked like a giant mirror, and for the first time in a long time, he truly saw himself, the face of Cool Kid.

Time slows down around him as he looks himself in the eye. His eyes turn back into crimson once again. He takes a deep breath as his heart pounds harder. He raises his arm towards the ground and points at the reflection in the mirror. He bites his lip, but then says what he must.

"W-where is Cool Cat?"

His crimson eyes turn orange, and the scarf that he had taken from M'Andrew that was made out of Cool Cat's fur comes out from under his coat and starts wrapping itself around Cool Kid. He stares at himself for a moment before uttering his next sentence.

"...There he is."

A mere seconds away from hitting the ground, Cool Kid was engulfed in a mighty orange light.