Running across the rooftops, I jumped over to another one, with me rolling once I landed and continued to run. As I ran, I could feel that I was getting closer to one of the few who killed Monica Rambeau. I don't know how I knew her name, just that I did. Stopping at the edge of a building, I looked down and watched as the one known as Tick Tock was in the middle of mugging a man.
The man was already dead, having had his throat cut open. Leaning forward, I fell head first into the alley way. Before I hit the ground, I twisted myself to a standing position, with me landing in a crouch. Standing up, I watched as Tick Tock just light a cigarette, not even caring that I had fell from the sky. Seeing him taking a puff, he started clapping his hands.
"Tick, Tock, Tick, Tock." I said, stepping forward as he pulled out a knife and tossed it at me, stabbing me in the shoulder. "Here comes the crock!" I said, getting stabbed in my other shoulder as he stepped back and tossed another one. He continued to throw the knives, with each of them hitting me in vital spots now. Seeing him rush forward, he started pulling the knives out and attacking me from all directions.
I laughed as he did this, because I knew he couldn't kill me. Getting stabbed in the side of the head, he twisted the blade and backed off, smirking as I stopped laughing. "Ain't so tough now, freak." He said, holding his hand out to me and shot some liquid at me. I was coated in head to toe, with me smelling lighter fluid. "Tell Mephisto, I sent you!" He said, flicking his cigarette at me.
Getting caught on fire, I reached up and pulled out the blade from my head, shocking him as I spun around and extinguished the flames. "Mephisto kidnapped me once." I said, grinning at him as I tilted my head, grinning as my skin started healing up. "He turned me into a slave. Once I escaped, I caused hell." I said, throwing the knives that were inside me at him. He dodged them, with me running at him and kicking him into the wall, where I stabbed his left hand into said wall. He reached into his coat and pulled out another, with me taking it from him and stabbing his other hand into the wall, trapping him.
"Incubus, the only being to ever escape Mephisto. Well I'll be damned." He said, trying to break free. "You're a legend, just as much as the Ghost Rider." He said, with me getting into his face, making him go silent.
"I want you to tell me a story." I said, reaching into his coat and pulling out a knife, examining it. "This story happened a few days ago." I said, looking at him. "A women and her husband missed their rent-"
"Are you fucking high-"
"They were your victims!" I said, placing the blade in his mouth, with it going all the way to the back of his throat. "Victim's." I said, shacking my head with a smirk. "We're all... Victim's!" I said, swiping the blade to the left, cutting through his head. He wasn't decapitated, as it was still hanging on. Grabbing his head, I moved it over to the right, with me watching it open a good bit. Pushing off of him, I made my way over to the dead man and took off my tuxedo. I started removing the dead mans clothes and put them on. The man was a punk rocket looking guy, with me getting a similar look to my Incubus attire, but not completely.
Looking at my hand, I saw the blood. I brought it to my face, with me making a smile that went upwards. I laughed as this was how I was going to live my life now, laughing like the mad man I had became.