Void Cowboy

I'm there, I see the big giant monster, he's coming for Panacea, no Amy. I have two shots left, if I fuck this up... I shoot and he turns into stone, I reload and shoot again, he crumbles into dust. Crawler is dead and then I leave, I have nothing left. No other rounds or capabilities that would affect anything in this fight. I open my eyes, it's a common dream these days. I have a kill count now, I was expecting to have a 'these hands have killed' moment. You know, to feel guilty and horrible, it disturbs me that I feel, well nothing.

Nothing at all, maybe it's because Crawler didn't look human maybe that made it eaiser, maybe it was because they were known psychopathic killers or maybe I'm just fucked up. Either way it's over, I didn't bother claiming the reward, there wasn't any point I'm good on money. Good on a lot of things, not so good on others. I got dressed and drove my van to Winslow. The school had a full team working on it. I don't know how but Blackwell must have gotten some serious money. We had security guards now, we had an seemingly ever growing maintenance crew and we seemed to be accruing an ever growing supply of new and functional things.

"Greg, it's great to see you."

Blackwell.

"Thanks Mrs Blackwell."

"I heard about your loss."

I nodded my head.

"I... don't want to talk about it."

"I understand."

She waved me off and I walked through the corridors of my school, someone blocked my way. She smelled good, like a mixture of some kind of flowery substance and fruit. Her hair was a vivid shade of red, her skin was flawless and her figure could kill, and the personality of a cobra. She smiled sweetly at me.

"Greg."

"What do you want?"

The pub slub deduction, something a british cape told me about, if you're ugly and a beautiful woman is being nice to you and talking to you, then somethings up. She want's something and it isn't you.

"I just want to be friends."

Yeah something was up.

"No."

Emma blinked.

"What?"

"I don't want to be your friend, honestly I want nothing to do with you."

I saw a flash of rage in her eyes until she forced her feelings down.

"Is it about Madison?"

"No, I've seen how you treat your friends, I don't think I like the idea of being shoved into a locker full of tampons."

She shrugged.

"Rumors."

"Don't get people a trip into the hospital, I'm not blind, I'm not deaf and I'm not stupid, and I don't want anything to do with you."

She frowned.

"I'm a bad enemy to have Greg, you really want that?"

"You really want to play that game Emma?"

I stared at her in the eyes, I kept my eyes off of her chest and my mind on all the shit she pulled. She looked away, Sophia was here now.

"Emma, let it go."

"Sophia-"

"Remember that talk we had with Madison? Now remember what you told her, this isn't worth it Emma."

She took in a breath of air.

"Yeah you're right, it isn't worth it."

She left, the hallway was clear, Taylor stared at me.

"Didn't see you there."

"How?"

"How what?"

"How did you get her to just?"

"Give up? I have connections, it helps."

She blinked.

"Oh that explains it I guess."

She sounded bitter.

"Sorry."

"For what?"

"For not doing anything I guess."

She crossed her arms, and sighed.

"Can't get angry at you for that, otherwise I'm just going to be angry at the whole school, still thanks I'm glad someone's willing to well call her out on things."

She faked a smile and walked off to her next class, and I walked off to mine, just another day in life I guess.