Omega Kid

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Chapter 17: End of the War

In the space of ten seconds, my mind has just gone blank. All the confidence I had was gone; from thinking that Douglas Carbone, the whole reason we started this attack wasn't here. When he actually was, from the place I least suspected. Alex and Stephen had moved over to check on Stella, who was bleeding badly.

''Why would you attack your own gang?'' I just couldn't understand it.

''This gang is nothing to me. But they did put up a good challenge, and took out most of my enemies already.'' He said calmly, going back to his American accent. The same one I heard at the warehouse before where I was ambushed and shot through the arm.

''A challenge? You mean all this was like a game to you?''

''I was weak!'' He shouted, but I wasn't intimidated. This was wrong, even if the gang were killing people; this was his gang it would be like me double-crossing my team.

''I was stepped on and looked over all my life; I was never taken notice of me. A shadow, but then one day; I met my lovely Sandra, and I thought that my life would change for the better. That is until...some punk gang came around our neighbourhood. I hide her in the attic, and I went outside to call for help; but they caught me. The memories after are faded, but after I awoke the next morning, I went back in the house...she wasn't there. And it only got worse, when I found out...she...she was pregnant. There were pregnancy tabs everywhere…we were going to have a family, when a gang took that from me.''

I did feel sorry for the guy; I couldn't blame him for wanting to take revenge. That's how I started with William's death by Jason's hands. But I did it the way it should have been done. ''Why didn't you just become the superhero No-One for real, like I did?'' I asked him.

He laughed at me, same as before, but I got a different feeling, it was disgust now. ''Exactly how many gangs have you disbanded Omega Kid?'' I couldn't answer, I've beaten gangsters, but I've never taken out an entire gang. He took my silence as the answer he was looking for. ''That's the reason. I wanted to purge this city of hooligans and gangster completely, and I knew I couldn't do it alone. So I struck my enemy behind their boundaries, by starting my own. But unlike any before; Toxin would be the most formidable gang ever formed…they would obliterate any other gang in their way, leaving only this left…and then it would be the simple matter of finishing this one off.''

As much as it made sense, and tactically it was smart, it was deranged and barbaric. Use Toxin to complete his goal, and then wipe them out. Hearing this though, now everything made sense. ''They didn't seem as organised tonight...you knew we were going to attack, didn't you?''

''Marcus told me he thought he saw someone snooping around earlier...and I knew it would be you. Anyway, I started all of this! We took out every gang or vandal we crossed, and I became stronger, a person I should have been. But either way, Toxin is still a gang, and my enemy...so I shall purge them as well'' The guy was losing his voice as he spoke; he was going crazy with this anger.

''This is still your gang; these people have given up their lives following you. And you just send them to their own deaths.''

''You sound just like Marcus; he's a loyal man, too loyal. He cares too much for Toxin, believing us to be family and that we really can be a force in this city. But I never intended for Toxin to accomplish anything other than to rid the gangs of this city quicker. And gangs don't make families...they destroy them!''

''You're destroying families...so doesn't that make you one of them?''

I think I pushed one too many buttons; he threw one of his string knives at me. And God must be watching, because the string was just too short and didn't reach me. I pushed the knife aside and charged forward. Alex and Super were still tending to Stella's wound...so it was just Douglas and me, and that's what I want.

We punched and kicked at each other, but we blocked both of our moves. We were still beat from our battle with the Toxins and Marcus. He punched twice and I block with both of my arms. He jumped up and kicked me; I fell right in between the door we came in.

Alex and Stephen were thinking about getting up to help me, but didn't want to leave Stella. ''No, stay with her!'' I shouted back at them. ''I want to take this guy myself!''

Douglas put his mask back on his face; and charged towards me. He kicked and punched at me, and I did whatever I could to block and find a way to fight back. Alex and Super stayed with Stella, as No-One forced me out of the room and down the corridor we came in. BAM! He got a lucky punch to my stomach. BAM! Hit me on the back of my head with both his fists, and grabbed my arm and was about to break it.

BAM! I kneed him in the stomach and uppercut his chin; he still had a hold of my arm, and he spun me round and threw me into the wall. I'm halfway to getting to my feet when he gets me in a headlock, suffocating me. He tightened his grip, I tried to reach around and grab him, but I couldn't. I was losing strength, and was down on one knee. I pulled his arms, but he wasn't giving up. Out of instinct, I did what I thought was the only thing I can do...elbow his and hope to hit his stomach.

BAM! I did, and he coughed up a bit of blood on my shoulder and his grip loosened, but still held on. BAM! BAM! BAM! BAM! I kept on elbowing waiting for him to eventually give up BAM! BAM! BAM! Three more hits and he couldn't take anymore, he finally let go. He stood and clicked his fists; he kicked at me, I moved back and then kicked him. He threw a punch; I moved back again and punched him in the face. But as I brought my hand back, he grabbed it; he took two good kicks at me, letting go he then fly kicked me to the ground.

I got back to my feet, but he was already coming at me again. He tried to kick my side, I held up both my arms and blocked; he did it again, but this kick was harder and I was pushed back against the wall. BAM! I got a punch to his face, but he shrugged it off and kicked me in the ribs, I went flying along the side of the wall, having to hold on to keep my balance. Using a move I've tried and failed once; I ran on the wall, and jumped off kicking him in the chest and chin.

He rubbed his chin, blood dripping from his mouth. I rubbed my ribs; it felt like they had moved from my left to right side. I lunged forward, trying to punch and kick him, but he kept blocking. I jumped up and tried to kick him, but he punched me out of the air. He ran over to me in a flash, I didn't have time to get up before he kicks me knocking me further down the corridor. I run towards him, I go for the punch, he blocks and pushes me back against a door.

He ran and punched at me, I stepped aside and his fist connects hard with the door actually pushing it open. He holds his fist; he's probably lost the feeling in it. BAM! I punch him once BAM! Twice, and I jump to him for the kick. I don't know how, but he put all of his strength in his chest, so when I kick it's like trying to kick an elephant (I haven't tried that if you're wondering), I get forced back and he looks unhurt. He's at my throat again...seriously, he gets a lucky grab at my throat and starts kicking at my stomach again. BAM! BAM! BAM! He lets go and I roll along the ground out of the door into another room like something out of a martial arts movie with the paper window slide things around.

I could tell I was losing, he could tell to; he confidently walked through the door. I found it hard to get up, my stomach was turning inside out; I was using all my strength to get up. He didn't looked that surprised I was back on my feet, I was; but I wasn't thinking about giving up, not now not ever. I waved my hand and coaxed him into the judo whatever room. He came at me kicking away; I ducked and moved as fast as I could. He swings with his fist, and I duck to move around him. He turns, but I was already on him BAM! BAM! BAM! BAM! Punching at his face, not caring if my hand was going numb.

He stumbled back holding his head; he must have a cut or something. I jumped forward and double kicked him through the paper slide window. I ran through and now we were in a room that looked like an outdoor garden, but of course this was inside. He got back on his feet faster than I expected and punched at me, I grabbed his arm and punched his head again. At the same time, he kneed me in the stomach sending me back into some water fountain. No-One comes at me and kicks, I duck and his foot destroys the fountain.

He started punching at me, I just kept blocking and when I got my chance I kicked. But he focused his strength to his chest again and I fell back from the impact. Because I was off balance, he put his foot behind me and pushed me causing me to trip and land on the hard slab ground. It was taking me a while to get myself back up again, long enough for No-One to attack me while I'm down; but he doesn't. He lets me get back to my feet, was he so confident he was going to win?

I need to take my chances to win this, so I go for the kick again. And just as I thought, he puts his strength in his chest; so I lift my foot higher so I can get his face. But faster than I thought possible, he grabs my leg and slams me to the ground again. I get to my hands and knees, but he kicks me against another door. One minute this guy lets me get up, the next he doesn't; he doesn't have a style or tactic, he goes with the flow...how am I supposed to fight him if he changes how he fights?

He throws a punch at me and lands; he keeps hitting at me. I was against the door; I couldn't back up or find any space to fight back. I have to shoulder barge him back just to get some breathing space; he comes forward at me, I lung forward and grab him around the waist, and I slam both of us against the door, and we go through it.

We separated and got to our feet, we were back in some corridor. He begins the battle again; he punches at me, I duck and he hits the wall, but he still keeps trying to punch me. I run behind him and kick him face first into the wall. He holds his face, giving me a great chance to take the advantage. BAM! BAM! BAM! I punch at his face, he moves aside. And he makes a run down the corridor. I took a moment to get my breath back and chased after him.

I rounded the first corner...SWOOSH! If I were a bit faster I would have run right into his incoming string knife. He threw it at me again, I ducked and the knife jabbed into the wall behind me. He pulled it out, and readied another throw. I took cover wherever I could, always just manage to dodge the knife. I knew he would hit me eventually, so I thought making a move sooner rather than later would help. I snuck up behind him and tried to attack; but he somehow knew I was there. He turned and threw the knife...

SLASH! I made a complete 90 degree turn of my body, but that didn't stop the knife from slashing across my arm and chest...my bad arm again (It's like this arm is cursed!). Right now though, my arm wasn't the main source of my pain, my chest was bleeding badly, and I felt faint and woozy. My costume was defiantly now redder than blue and silver.

No-One readied for another throw, and the second he did I did the stupidest (or one of the stupidest) thing I've ever done; I ducked and lifted my arm up, as the knife missed my arm I moved it to the string so it would wrap around my arm. I pulled on it, forcing him towards me where I gave him the hardest Sparta kick ever to his face.

He was down on the ground, but still conscious, he lifted his mask and spat out the blood and a tooth. Although, I shouldn't be taunting, because I used my bad arm to pull the string and now the cut on it had opened up again and was now bleeding worse than my chest, and even that was bad. The feeling in my arm then disappeared; my arm was out of use...again.

The knife string was beside my foot, but even if my arm was okay I couldn't use it. So I kicked it aside, No-One was on his feet and punching away at me again. I couldn't block all of his punches with one arm, he didn't get any seriously damaging hits to me, and I just kept protecting my chest. He punched me in the rib, and then grabbed my bad arm in a way so I was forced on my knees. He then lifted his foot and kicked where my cut was; the pain was so intense, it felt like my arm was going so break off.

I re-adjusted my footing, and punched at his face cutting him above his eye. He backed off and tried to stop the bleeding, I moved forward and kneed and punched him in the stomach. He kicked at my legs forcing me to the ground, and then kicked me in the stomach sliding me across the clean marble floor right to a flight of stairs. He ran at me awkwardly probably because of his poor vision, the same way I beat Jason I stepped aside and stuck out my foot causing him to trip. But then he kicked at my leg so I fell down the stairs with him.

At first everything was black, then white, and then black again with red stains, and then...BAM! No-One kicked me across the floor, and I crashed into the wall behind me. Everything was then double vision, I tried to push myself up but I couldn't move either of my arms now. In my mind I was in a frenzied panic, I'd lost both of my arms how am I supposed to fight back? But looking at No-One, it seemed he has his own problems, his eye was closed, cut and swollen really bad; and he was limping on one leg, his other leg had a lump coming through the costume...he'd broken his leg.

You might think that would be the end of the fight, but he was desperate to prove he wasn't weak; he forced himself to me, his leg making an awful cracking sound with every step. If he could force himself to continue, so can I. These past few weeks I've treated No-One like he was a God that couldn't bleed and myself like a two bit daydreamer, but not anymore. I know I'm better than him, I'm not a two bit daydreamer...and he's no God, he can bleed...which means he can be beaten.

Using only my legs I stand back up, and try to do something with my arms...and I can't believe it, I could lift them up slightly despite one being broken and the other suffering from a cut and constant bleeding, they were moving. Yes they hurt, but they'll hurt him more than me. He limped towards me; I could still walk properly, so I got to him first and kicked him in the face making his eye worse. He swung with his fist, I lifted my knee and blocked. I kicked at his stomach; he blocked and punched me on my chest.

I backed off, biting my lip so I wouldn't bite off my own tongue from the pain. He screamed in fury and ran, despite a broken leg; he didn't care. And neither did I; I brought my fist back and gave him an Omega-Swing like never before. BAM! I punched him right on his left cheek, and it was like seeing his face explode as he fell back and collapsed to the floor unconscious.

I did it! I did it! No-One laid motionless on the floor; oh fuck did my arm hurt...but I don't care, I've done it. After two months of fighting, it's finally over. I turned back to the stairs, going to see if Stella was okay; I turned back to check on No-One's body...

''Surprise!'' He whispered and then threw dust in my eyes.

''AHHH!'' I backed off, rubbing my eyes they stung so bad it was screaming to the top of my voice. BAM! BAM! He double whammed me in the face, and kicked my ribs. BAM! Punched me in the chest, grabbed me by the top of my mask and kept punching at my chest BAM! BAM! BAM! BAM! BAM! His fist felt like it was going through my body, blood splattered over our costumes. My head was slipping out of the mask because of his punches until I completely slipped out of it and fell to the floor.

I clutched to my chest trying to stop the bleeding, the fabric of the costume was stinging my stomach as much as my eyes were stinging. He threw my mask to the side, took of his mask and threw it away, grabbed my face and forced me to look at him.

''I want to see the life leave your eyes!'' He said calmly, and then stomped on my chest. I tried to push him off, but my arms have had it; I couldn't move them anymore. I was so close, yet it seemed so far; the victory was there, and then a dirty trick completely turns the tide. He pressed his foot harder on my chest, keeping my face looking at his. He smiled as I started losing sight, but then I saw something else...a hand tap on his shoulder. He turned and next to him was Alex.

''Get away from our partner!'' BAM! He punched No-One off of me, he stumbled back right into the path of Stephen. BAM! Stephen punched him in the stomach and then Alex ran up behind him and kicked him aside.

''What about Stella?'' Then another pair of hands grabbed me and helped me to my feet.

''Looking a bit better than you at the moment.'' Stella joked as she helped me up; her stomach was bandaged up with what looks like Alex's old shirt. We used each other for support; she was still more injured than me.

Alex walked up to me. ''I can't wait until this is over, and I get to laugh in your face so bad!''

''INCOMING!'' Steph shouted as No-One got back up, and attacked him. Stephen blocked his punches as Alex rushed to his brother's aid. Steph kicked his leg, forcing him to the ground; and Alex kicks him in the face. No-One rolls over but starts attacking again. Stephen holds out his hands, Alex jumps on them and kicks No-One in the face. No-One falls back then runs forward straight away, and he jumps turning his body vertically and knocking both Alex and Stephen to the ground.

No-One grabs Alex by the shoulder and slams him to the ground, but then Stephen rugby tackles him off. Stephen tries to get up, but No-One knees him in the face, and is about to kick him to the ground...BAM! But I get my kick to his face first. He regains his balance, but Alex punches him and knocks him down. He remains on the ground, he was finished, after a few attempts he did get to his feet but he couldn't fight back; he was swaying back and forth like a drunk.

Alex and Steph stepped aside and looked at me ''I think you should finish this!''

I didn't expect that; and there was no way I was going to refuse. Alex and Steph just wanted to weaken him so I could finish him. No-One flopped his way towards me, he punched and missed completely. He then tries to kick, he misses that as well and I kick and hit where his bone was sticking out of his leg. Despite being the weaker one, he was still attacking me. Trying to punch, but I kept moving and kicking at him. He lunged, and I stuck my foot out knocking him aside. BAM! I kicked BAM! And kicked again BAM! And again BAM! BAM! BAM! He limped backwards moving away from us; leaning on a crate for support...he started laughing.

''What's so funny?'' I asked.

He limped to his and my mask; he picked them up, putting his one on and then throwing mine to me. ''I've been beaten...by a kid. Savour this, because it won't happen again!''

''You're right, it won't. Because you'll be behind bars for a long time.''

He laughed again and shook his head; from behind his back he pulled out a little marble and threw it to the ground. It exploded spraying dust everywhere. Alex and Steph ran forward blindly hoping to catch him. Stella and I just stood back, helping each other keep on our feet. BAM! BAM! Two loud noises made the wait tenser; my eyes were still hurting from the dust earlier.

The fog finally moved away, I saw what the two crashing noises were...Alex and Steph had run into the wall. Alex held his head in his hands, trying to keep it from falling off his shoulders, while Steph lifted his mask and held his nose. But there was no sign of No-One (appropriate name now); or any sign of where he escaped.

''I think he got away.'' Steph said still holding his nose.

''You observations skills never cease to impress me.'' Alex replied in a half sarcastic half annoyed way.

''Guys...'' I called out to them, they both looked at me. I found it hard to get the next words out, a thought the same thing a few moments ago, and it went bad. But this time I was sure. ''...we won!''

They didn't respond instantly, thinking about what I just said. Then at the same time, they lifted up their masks and looked at each other shocked. ''We won?'' ''We won?'' They both said, and then smiled and then...

''WE WON!'' ''WE WON!'' They hugged each other and started jumping up and down. I felt like jumping with them, but with my chest and arm it probably wasn't the best idea. But they still ran over and tried to celebrate with Stella and me. I was over the moon, beating Jason and his crew was nothing compared to this. We faced impossible odds; I've almost destroyed both Omega Kid and Thomas Lank's life, but in the end I've pulled through.

''Let's go home!''

The next few days were pretty quiet compared to the past two months. It was all over the news how Omega Kid with the help of two other superheroes that the girl Vanessa identified as the two that saved her took down Toxin's main base. Many were caught, however the main one Douglas escaped. Also adding to insult, Marcus managed to slip away too. I don't think the giant will be too happy when he finds out what his boss's true intent with the Toxin gang was.

I didn't go to the hospital, because I knew Jenna would be in a panic; Stella went to the hospital, and Megan was the one in a panic. Then get this...she now suspects that Stella is Omega Kid or one of his partners. She thought it was the perfect disguise to dress up as a superhero of the opposite sex. After that I pictured myself running around the streets of London wearing pink...that would be my reputation down the toilet. But again that's Megan's good judge of character, Stella was a true hero for us.

Rachael had already left for Spain; but she texted me saying how the weather in Spain is different from England (It stays hot), she was having a great time, and she wished me the best. There was nothing about our kiss; or what was going on between us, but then again I didn't say anything or get the chance to actually ask her out. But I can always try again when school restarts.

Sophie had finally come out of hospital in a wheel chair; Chloe was always by her side, making sure she got the royal treatment. I thought best not to get involved; I messed up with the football match. But Gabriel said I can have a second chance if I improve; hey, I quit being Omega Kid and came back ten seconds later. So as Thomas Lanks, I should be back playing the beautiful game in no time.

Megan was becoming a more socially active person; with Stella's shopping sprees she was outside a lot, and made some new friends. But she still preferred hanging around with Stella and me, but she hung around with Stella more. You know, if I didn't know any better, her and Stella are...no way, not a chance.

So it was just Alex, Steph and me to help out Jenna around Comic City; it was just like old times, just us three hanging around reading comics, arguing about who would win in superhero fights.

''Thor doesn't stand a chance against Superman!'' Stephen said as we sat in our usual seats. Them to side by side, with me on the other side.

''Thor is a God! Superman is just some...orphaned alien super baby, Thomas?'' Alex asked me.

I drank my Pepsi, and at the same time pointed to Steph. ''Superman wins''.

''How could you? You're Team Marvel!'' Alex shouted.

''Not anymore. DC has Bruce Timm doing the animated films, with Christopher Nolan handling live-action. While Marvel dumped Tobey Maguire and Edward Norton. Anyway, Superman is too overpowered. Something that would be good for us!'' I joked.

''Aren't you ever going to side with me for anything?'' I shake my head sarcastically, and he huffed. ''Great, six weeks of arguing with you guys.''

I took a deep breath, deep in my own little world. I can't believe that five and a half months ago; this was everyday life for me, guess time really does fly by. Just then, the sound of sirens filled the street as two police cars drive by. Two people walking down the street coming from that direction are talking.

''Apparently, there's a stand off going on, some nut-job with a machete! Police can't get too close to him.''

''Jeez man, hope someone stops him.'' The other guy says.

The three of us just look at each other. ''I don't think arguing is all we're going to be doing for six weeks.'' Steph said.

''I don't know, I still argue with you guys.'' I teased.

''So it's not really that different. Except for the one big hobby'' Alex says as he takes one more sip of his Pepsi, grabs his rucksack from under the table and leaves. Steph does the same, I sit down for a few seconds; in a way it wasn't that different. I was still dreaming to be the greatest hero ever; I've only beaten one gang, there were still plenty more challenges left. As well as the occasional for Thomas Lanks, but right now...you know who is needed.

I grabbed my rucksack and ran out the door; Jenna called out to me, but I ignored her, I was already sprinting to catch up with the others. I found them in a near-by alley; we opened our rucksacks and on came the costumes, knuckle-dusters and masks. Another police car passed by, showing us the way to go...

The End of Volume 2...

And now for an exclusive trailer preview of Omega Kid Volume 3

(Cuts of a woman walking down the street at night, alone. A man drags the woman from the street into the alley, covering her mouth with his hand. A noise from further down the alley stops the man; he turns to see a boy walk out of the shadows…in a blue and silver costume)

Omega Kid: Guess whose back!

(The man brings out a knife, but an arm grabs him…Ultra Kid's arm. He's about to punch the man, but then Super Kid stops him)

Super Kid: I want to beat him, you got the last one.

Ultra Kid: Shame you should have been faster.

Omega Kid: Guys, just beat already.

It's the start of a new journey…

(Cuts of Thomas walking around school, seeing familiar faces Megan, Stella, Chloe, Gabriel and Rachael. Thomas, Alex and Stephen sit in Comic City)

Alex: It's good to be back!

But with the return of our heroes…

(Cut to a news report that the group is watching; a police chief is reading a letter that was sent to the department)

Is the return of an ancient evil.

Letter: Dear Omega Kid and friends, I keep on hearing that you've have caught me but you won't fix me just yet...

(Cuts of a man in a cloak slashing his knife, cutting Omega Kid's arm; the same man kicking Ultra Kid out of the Hallblock school window)

Letter: I have laughed when you look so clever and talk about being on the right track. That joke about simple justice gave me real fits...

(Cuts of Megan and Stella running away, and bumping into the same man; Omega Kid and Hellrider surrounded by Gangsters; Alex and Stephen holding some kind of old knife)

Letter: Grand work fixing up the city, I'm almost impressed…I know you can't catch me. I love my work too much...

(Cuts of Omega Kid lifting up his mask in front of Rachael; the man in the cloak holding Crystal by the throat; Thomas getting a phone call from the man in the cloak)

Letter: You will soon hear of me, my knife's so nice and sharp I want to get to work right away if I get a chance. Good Luck. Yours truly…

(Omega Kid, Ultra Kid, Super Kid all without their masks, Hellrider and Rachael stand at a wall as the man in cloak steps out of the shadows to reveal himself…an inhuman face)

Letter: …Jack the Ripper

Omega Kid Volume 3: The Jack the Ripper Arc

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