I entered the hospital hoping for help. When I got in my hope faded. People were flooded in there with spears in them and broken arms. It would be hard enough to be a normal person and get in for someone with blue hair carrying a green goblin, it be near impossible. I walked out knowing I wouldn't get in. I carried the goblin like a baby and it was sound asleep in my arms. It was actually kind of cute for a thing that had wiped out an entire town. I didn't know what to do. I looked around and thought of a place I could go. Usually I would go to the monastery, but that option had been burned down, literally. I felt tears coming again. I am a very soft man, and a very hard body. I out live all of my friends. Recently, my friend Colossus died. I couldn't bear it, my life was dying before my very eyes, and all I could do was sit there and watch it. I sat down thinking of what to do. My mother was the only thing I could do, I had to visit my foster mother. Then I thought for a second, if they had gone monastery to the town that means they are going north. My mother is south. That meant, oh no. I couldn't think, I had to believe she was still alive. I couldn't port that far so it would have to be a series of ports. I teleported 3 miles south. I got tired quick, I stopped and took a breath and ported again. After about 5 or 6 I ended up at my home. It wasn't so homely anymore. Fires were all over the place and houses were burning to the ground. My heart pounded as I looked toward my house. Blood stained the windows and the house was gone. It was now a pile of bricks.
I went in for a closer investigation and all I saw was what I saw farther out. I dropped to the ground. I picked up a pile of dirt and sobbed into it making it mud. I dropped the little guy and fell onto the scolding hot bricks. It burned but I got over it.
"Kurt? Is that you Kurt? My baby! I thought you were dead," a familiar voice called to me. I flipped around and saw my mother. I ran up to her and gave her a huge hug.
"Mama! I thought you were dead," I said over her shoulder.
"Well Kurt, I was away. At the shop. I came back to see my home in ruins. Pebble is dead son. I am over at my friend Mira's house. You are bleeding. I will fix you up," she spoke delicately, taking my arm. I picked up the little goblin. "Son! What are you doing with that? Its still alive!" My mother pointed to it.
"Its ok Mama, he's with me," I calmed her down. She still was a little curious but she took us in. I laid down while my mother strapped me up.
"Mama, they are going north. This little guys going to help me get to where they are. I'm going to destroy them, for my family," I told her raising my good arm. I hugged her and she nodded as approval for me to go. "How is the little guy doing?"
"Guy yap nap canal jionosiavich," he screamed running around the house. He had a cast on so he wobbled more then ran. He jumped up at my side. He pointed to me shouting weird words like he knew me. He remembered he and me knew I had helped him. He pointed to himself and said over and over again the word Jago. I expected that was his name. I returned to English and spoke to him.
"Vere is your head-quarters?" He took my arm like he was going to show me. "Ve don't ave zat time. Can you speak any English?"
He squinted his eyes like he was trying to remember how to say something. "They outside of Bremen."
"If I get to Bremen could you show me?" He nodded. "Mom, I'm going to save the rest of the world, be back for dinner."
"Ok son, see you then." I ported all the way to Bremen. Now was annihilation day.