Omega Kid
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Chapter 20: Prom Night
It's been about a week since the attack on Hallblock; the students were let off, and all of them paid respect to Mrs Argus and Michelle Nelson. For seven nights; Ultra Kid, Super Kid, Viper and I searched the city, looking for any leads, any clues...but came out cold. It's as if this guy just comes and goes like a shadow, no trace of its new location. Both his killings had no links, except for the way he carried them out. Michelle and the woman have never met; there aren't any big common factors they share, but he couldn't have just looked on Facebook and decided to go for them, he attacked the school to get to her, so there must be something he's after.
Coming up empty-handed; Alex, Steph and I accepted a postponement on our rematch with the killer, waiting for him to make his move again. Leaving us arguing at Comic City...a lot more than we usual do. ''We can't just sit back and wait!'' Alex protested to me.
''We've searched all week; the only thing we can do now is wait for him to come out of hiding.''
''Bullshit, there are other things we can do...like...like...'' I waited for his brilliant plan to be unfolded. ''Okay, I'm squat.''
He just had to accept there was nothing we could do but wait; I did it all the time when I was on my own, waiting for gangs or killers to make a move. It worked almost all the time; except for a certain Toxin gang were I've been shot...but after seeing this killer in action, I'd rather go up against Marcus and Douglas again.
''How are we going to beat this guy exactly?'' Steph asked, like he just read my mind.
''We think that he beat all four of us at once, but he didn't. He fought us one at a time, and weakened us all before we got together. If we all fight him at top condition, we can beat him.''
''Easier said than done!'' Alex muttered.
At least they were listening to me; more than I did when I was under this kind of pressure, it was all over the news about the killer's attack on Hallblock, and how he defeated the four of us with ease. And Kevin didn't do any favours for them...he said how he was an eye witness and he saw that Omega Kid was doing just fine, until his 'sidekicks' distracted him. It's lucky the others didn't kill him afterwards, but he was being interviewed on National TV.
And if that wasn't bad enough...I had to deal with Jenna's worries non-stop for the past week; I'm just glad she hasn't decided to watch me as I sleep, otherwise that's bye-bye to night patrols. She knew it wasn't my fault; when Megan told her side of the story, she knew it was just me being wrong place, wrong time (And for once, that's the truth).
Even right now; while Jenna sorted out the comics, she keeps checking to see if I'm still alive. Next to her was Rachael, helping her out. She was pretty shaken by the whole ordeal as well; the only thing was she didn't know I was attacked in the office, I haven't talked to her since...our other near kiss, might as well break the silence between us.
I got up from my seat; leaving Alex and Steph arguing whether or not there is going to be a Saw 8. Rachael noticed me coming over to her; and gave me her usual warm smile. ''Hey Thomas; you know we've been shipped some Red-Mist comics.''
''Really? Wow, I might have to give those a read.''
''Yeah, also there're a few others I've never heard of like The...where did you get the black eye?'' She asked as she pointed to my eye. I didn't escape the fight uninjured of course, I was hoping Jenna's make-up would cover it...I know, make-up, but that's the price you have to pay being a superhero.
''Yeah...um...the guy that attacked our school...knocked me across the face...'' I started but couldn't finish, because Rachael was starting to panic.
''What, and you didn't tell me?''
''Cause I knew how worried you'd be!''
''But...after what happened to Michelle...that could have been you...'' Her voice was starting to break; it was like having two Jenna's at the moment.
''Hey, hey...look I'm fine. Just a black eye'' I re-assured her, and she calmed down a bit. It was actually a nice feeling to know she cared so much about me; but that would make it harder for us to be together, every time I go on patrol she'll be worried I might not make it back...I don't think I could do that to her. However, Megan knows Stella goes on night patrols; and seems to not have many sleepless nights...maybe we could...
''ALEX...STEPHEN!'' A familiar female voice bellowed throughout the store, followed by whimpering and cries of pain. Crystal was dragging Alex and Stephen by their ears to the back of the store; from the looks of her, she was crying? And from the bros you might guess...piss their pants scared.
''Who is that?'' Rachael asked.
''Crystal Johnson...Alex and Steph's cousin. Her parents own a dream therapist company in New York, and once every four years she comes over here to stay with Alex and Steph for a year; so nothing but horrible times for the two.''
''Looks like she's had a horrible time.''
''Yeah, she's not normally a crier'' It's true; despite being an absolute sulker and whiner for trying to get what she wants or things her own way, she never cries. She can be a pretty tough cookie...from personal experience. But before the nightmarish memories can flood back; Crystal bursts into even more tears and takes off running out of Comic City, leaving two very shaken cousins.
Rachael and I walked over to them. ''What's up with her?'' I asked.
''Remember her boyfriend, Ryan Fisher?'' Alex replied.
''You mean Mr long, tan and handsome that she keeps talking about; that's the only nice thing she's ever talked about around us.'' Whenever she was in a good mood (rare occasions); she would always talk about her boyfriend, it was always Ryan this and Ryan that...
''Well, he just dumped her!'' Wow, harsh...even for Crystal.
''What happened between them?'' Rachael asked.
''If you knew our cousin like we do, you would know.'' Alex simply stated.
''And what's worse is tonight is her school's prom; and now she can't go.'' Steph said.
''Okay...now this may sound harsh of me to say; but you hate her, so why would her missing her prom effect you?'' I had to ask.
They both gulped and shuddered before Alex spoke. ''She loves being the popular, perfect one; and if she misses her prom, she will never do anything again. She'll lose life ambitions; she'll refuse to go back to America, she'll refuse to attend college, move out to find a boyfriend or partner. And if her life is a living hell...she'll do the same to us.''
''All that from missing her prom?'' I asked blankly.
''SHE'S THE POPULAR PERFECT TYPE!'' Alex screams. ''We have to find her another date for her prom.''
''Ha! Even if the prom was another ten years from now, you wouldn't be able to find someone to go with her.''
''We know; but we might as well try. Rachael, do you know anyone who has no reason for life anymore?''
''Err...no...All my friends want to live.'' She giggled; but the guys weren't going to be smiling anytime soon.
''Hey, Thomas, this is going to affect you as well!'' Alex pointed at me.
''How?''
He had no answer. They both looked around to see if there was anyone who may take Crystal; while at the same time, looking like they were about to pull their hair out. Rachael and I were trying our best not laugh; it was sad, but Crystal had it coming, it's amazing that she had a boyfriend for a year and a half...guy was probably deaf. After looking around the whole store; the two turned back to us...or rather at me. Something in their facial expressions made me feel guilty; and like I should do something about...
''NOOO, NO, NO, NO, NO...''
''PLEASE TOM, YOU HAVE TO TAKE HER!'' Alex begged.
''There is no way; I'm going to Crystal's prom as her date!'' I made myself clear to them; but they weren't backing down.
''You want me to get on my knees and beg again, you got it. In fact, I'll get on my stomach and beg!'' He was about to do it as well; but I'm not letting it work on me.
''That worked for the slumber party, but not for this.''
''You did it though!''
''Yeah, with a pizza box slammed on my head!''
''There wasn't any Pizza in it!'' Then how come I stank of Pizza for hours after that?
''No! No arguing; I'm not doing it, end of story!'' I turned away from them before they could continue, once they realise I wasn't doing it they made a quick run out of Comic City, probably to find someone who will go with Crystal. And sitting on a bench across the street was Crystal, bowling her eyes out; I do feel sorry for her, it must have been hard being dumped by someone she's been with for so long...but I just don't like her, I can't go with her.
''You know, no one should miss their prom.'' Rachael said as she stood next to me.
''Please don't tell me you're going to convince me to take her!''
''She was just stood up by her boyfriend...''
''And I might not surprised. I'm not saying this to be harsh or anything; but Rachael, if you knew her you'd understand, she's so unlikeable!''
''Maybe...but what about you? Are you the same as her?'' She asked and nodded her head towards Crystal outside, tears still streaming down her face. The longer I looked at her, the more I felt like I wanted to help her; but there has to be another way than being her date. But one of the reasons was because of how I felt for Rachael, but she was asking me to do this; and she was right, I'm not a person that leaves people like this when they needed help. Its one night...just one night...I can do this. I let out my heaviest and most frustrated sigh ever, and walk out the door and head over to Crystal.
Each step felt heavier than the last; but with each step, the guilty feeling I had in my stomach was going. Crystal's tears had dried; but she was still snivelling and kept her head down, it's weird seeing her like this, a few weeks ago it would have been a good weird, but not now. Right now, she needed a friend or shoulder to cry...okay I'm going too far, I'm just asking her to her prom. She noticed me coming; and as expected she had a look of disgust on her face.
''Oh great; what do you want?'' Nice introduction.
''I heard about you and Ryan...''
''Ryan? Ryan who? I don't know any cheating rats like Ryan!'' She screams sarcastically before storming off.
''Okay to the point then, I want to go to your prom with you.'' Those weren't the way I wanted the words to come out, but at least I said it.
She lightened up a bit, but not in friendly way. ''Is this a joke?''
As much as I wish it was. ''No, I'm asking to be your date to your prom.''
''No! Do you know what that'll do to my rep? Going with some boy that doesn't even go to my school, a comic nerd, my dimwit cousin's best friend...and...You're a whole year younger than me!''
''Well how will your rep be if you don't go to your prom?'' I can't believe I'm actually trying to argue with her to take her, but I've gone this far I might as well take her. It looked like she still had some controversy she wanted to share; but right now she was broken, she didn't have the mental strength to fight back (Hopefully she won't use the physical).
''Pick me up at ten!'' She blankly said before turning to walk off. Wow, I can't believe she said yes...why am I caring she said yes? I made my way back to Comic City; the moment I'm inside Rachael's glowing smile makes me feel better...but my kindness wasn't what she was smiling at...
''You're a saint!'' Steph said as he and Alex popped up behind me.
''No...He's Christ, he's Jesus reincarnated!'' Alex told Steph.
''You two owe me BIG time!'' I can't even begin to describe how much they owe me; and I don't give them the time, I'm not even ready to go to the prom. I walked over to Jenna...oh boy, how was I going to tell her this...
''Jenna, I need a suit ready by tonight cause I'm taking Crystal to her prom!'' Well I had to get it out of the way! She didn't really get what I said; shaking her head and looking at me as if I resembled Eric Roberts or something (she has a crush on him). So I explain again. ''Okay; Crystal's school prom is tonight. But she just got dumped by her boyfriend, so Alex and Steph begged me to take her. And now I need a suit for tonight.''
I think she understood this time...because she was finding it hard not to smile. ''Is this a joke?''
''You really think I would joke about being Crystal's date?''
''Well...short notice...but let's she were we get, after work!'' She stuttered, still finding it hard to believe what I was doing...and believe me, I feel the same way.
I don't think I've ever seen someone stitch and sew this fast before; after Jenna's shift, she was home in ten minutes flat and getting my suit ready. She was more eager about this than I was...but then again, I'm the one going with Crystal. Every ten seconds I would think about calling it off, this isn't going to work; it's just impossible to get along with Crystal. But the effort and sweat that Jenna was putting into this changed my mind; if I can't do this for Crystal, I'm going to do this for Jenna. ''I should be finished soon'' She said. I checked the time...7:19! I'm going to have plenty of time...to sign my will, complain and wish I wasn't scared of flying and move to Hawaii.
''You're pretty good with the costume designs!'' I told her.
''Thanks.''
''No I mean it; remember Great Aunt June's dress that you made?''
''How could I forget...I had a needle go clean through my finger.'' She paused to show off her still bandaged finger; she thinks it's like some type of battle scars...if only she could see the battle scars I have.
''How come you don't go into costume designs or something?'' I asked.
''What you mean like an occupation? No, too much of this is boring.'' Couldn't argue with her there. Half the sewing lessons she gave me I feel asleep through some. And the only successful costume I've ever made is...well I'm sure you know! Then like a bolt of lightning...
''Why not design superhero costumes?'' I got out before I could stop myself. Jenna just laughed thinking I was joking, but I wasn't. ''No, I'm serious. In America people are making millions designing and selling superhero tights and capes!''
''That's because in America there are superheroes everywhere!''
''Yeah...but there are going to be superheroes here...soon...eventually...soon.''
9:02...and I was standing in front of the mirror, with Jenna's now finished suit. I always dreaded the thought of me in a Tux...but I look good. A nice brown tone; brown tie and brown track suits, it went well with me. ''Well hello Robert Downing Jr.'' Jenna laughed.
I took a deep pose, and in a deep voice ''I am Iron Man.'' Sorry couldn't resist. ''Wow, this is great Jenna I love it!''
All the frustration and worry that was with me has now flown south for the winter; I was pumped up and ready for this, even if it is Crystal I'm taking...nope, frustration and worries come back to me. But seeing the suit that Jenna's spent three hours making, I'm ready to get this night over with. ''You know I might want this for my prom...oh jeez, my prom...it's in less than a year...school's less than a year''.
''And you're 16 in less than a month...you're growing so fast.'' Jenna whispered. ''Just think, soon it'll be college and university''.
Normally whenever Jenna mentions this type of stuff I get pretty scared, I'm not a kid anymore...but that's why I shouldn't be scared. And whenever she mentions this stuff she gets watery eyes, she was so close to going to college...she would have been the first in our family to attend college and then university, but just a few silly marks made the college think she wasn't good enough. She never cried; always stopping herself, trying to show that she doesn't care when she really does.
I walk over to her and gently hug her; and she does back. She always wanted me to do my best, and I never really thank her properly...except for the odd (cheap-budget) present, but if I do get the grades I need and get to college and Uni...Jenna's going to be the first person I thank. ''Hey, I'm just asking but did you design your own dress for your prom?''
''My school never had a prom.''
''Really?'' I was a bit shocked she never had a prom.
''Nope! We did try to get one, but our teachers wouldn't let us. It's a shame; I would've loved to have one. Seeing my friends; saying goodbye, the music, the dancing...it would have been so much fun.''
''WHAT? Da...Da...Da...Dancing? I'm going to have to dance?'' I yelled.
''Of course.'' She said in a duh type of voice.
''But...but...I thought that dancing at prom was just a myth in movies. I can't dance! I don't even know how to dance!'' Please Lord...please have mercy on me!
About half an hour later; I arrived at Alex and Steph's house, knocking on the door waiting to see the guy's immature reactions. They both open the door. ''Wow, I never thought I'd say this but you look good in a Tux.'' I'd never thought I'd hear Alex say that.
They lead me in. ''Crystal should be down in a minute.'' Steph said...I don't really care how long she takes, the later the better.
FLASH! The flash of a camera makes the three of us jump back and rub our eyes.
''My eyes!'' Alex screams.
''They burn!'' Steph yelled after.
''Oh look at you.'' Mrs Columbus squealed as she held her camera. ''I can see that Jenna still has a magic touch.'' She was about to take another photo before Alex stops her...
''Mum, I think Thomas will need to see to go to the prom.''
The sounds of footsteps then echoed above the stairs, and then walking down them was Crystal, and I hate to admit this...but she looked stunning. Her hair pulled back, bright red lips, and a long pink dress...shame her mood wasn't as good. ''Okay, I just want to get this night over and done with. Don't draw attention to yourself, don't draw attention to us, don't do anything to make any attention be draw within a mile radius of you...''
''Eh, Crystal the limo outside can't wait.'' I cut in before her list could waste any more time (wait, that would have been a good thing).
''A LIMO! Why didn't you say so?'' She burst through the three of us, admiring the limo; which kind of surprised me considering her parents go in limos all the time in America.
And of course, Alex and Steph were awe-struck as well. ''Whoa buddy, you paid for a limo!''
''I didn't...you guys did!'' I patted both of them on the back, making sure they remembered the still owe me, and the limo will be the start. Both of their faces dropped, probably re-thinking this whole owe me big time payment.
''Hey...don't worry Thomas, we said we'd owe you...and...We shall keep our word.'' It looked like those were the hardest words Alex ever had to say.
Now normally, a 15 year old in a limo on his way to prom would be jumping up and about, getting excited...but it's hard when you have Crystal as your date. We were already halfway to her school, and we hadn't talked to each other, we both just wanted this over and done with. But this was Crystal's prom; her one and only prom, she might as well have some fun. Jenna never got the prom she deserved...now I'm not saying Crystal deserves it, but she has one, and so I might as well make sure she has a good time. ''So what should we talk about?'' I asked her.
''Let's not talk at all!'' She spits...good start.
''Can we at least talk about something, I'm kind of bored.''
''What's there to talk about?'' She says bitterly.
''I don't know...how about what's it like in America?''
''Like the movies!''
This was going nowhere; surely she has to have something she wants to talk about. ''Okay then I'll start. I'm a comic book and movie fan, I play a bit of football, my sister works at Comic City, you know that store...''
''Can we not talk until we get to the prom!'' She interrupts. I'm not getting through to her; no wonder her boyfriend...no, that's a bit harsh of me to say. Oh well, hopefully when we get there she'll be more willing to talk...why do I want to talk to her now? It's like her slumber party all over again; the more she ignores me the more I want her attention. ''I prefer living here than back home.'' She whispered. She wasn't looking at me, just staring out of the window looking at the passing buildings and cars. At least she wasn't going to 100% ignore me.
At long last...the limo pulled up, we had arrived...and I was blown away. I suspected that Crystal went to those rich pose schools...but this was like a mansion! Everywhere, students with the best looking suits and ties, limos twice as big as ours pulling up, and the hottest girls ever (behind Rachael); all of a sudden, this might not be so bad. ''Just try to fit in.'' Crystal muttered as she walked in front.
''Yes your highness.'' I mocked.
She sharply turned at me. ''I'm warning you, don't do anything to mess this up!''
''Hey, if it weren't for me you wouldn't even be here!'' I shot back and she shut up. I'd be surprised if we made it through the night without killing each other. We made our way inside; their gym was bigger than the whole of Hallblock! Even their buffet table was bigger than our football pitch...
''Why don't you get a drink!'' Either she said that cause she wanted to get rid of me, or she just read my mind.
''Do you want one?'' I asked, but she was already making her way towards her friends. Oh well, more for me. At the table I didn't know where to start; roast chicken or turkey...no, lamb! Wine? This school allows alcohol...jackpot! I forget why I didn't want to come here.
''Hey, you're Crystal's date right?'' A boy and girl stand next to me. ''I'm David, and this is Rebecca.'' He offered me his hand and I shake it.
''Hey, the name's Thomas. Yeah, I'm with Crystal.''
''Wow, I feel for you pal.'' David laughed.
''It could have been worse.'' I half joked; I'm actually trying to be nice to her.
''Are you like her new boyfriend?'' Rebecca asked me.
''Oh no, she's cousins with my friends.''
''Oh...well that explains a lot.'' David said.
''What's that supposed to me?''
''I'm surprised Ryan stayed with her that long. They always argued, and Crystal is just such a bitch.'' They both agreed, but I was just confused. Why did Crystal talk about him so much if they argued?
''Well...I mean...she's not all bad.'' I tried to sound convincing, but even I was finding that hard to believe.
''Yeah she is...well, see you around, and best of luck to you.'' David said as he and Rebecca walked off to talk to their friends. I lost my appetite; I felt sorry for Crystal now more than ever, she lied about being happy with Ryan, plus even in a school of rich smocks she's still unloved. And there wasn't really anyone supporting her, for tonight I might as well be that supportive person.
''Hey Crystal, you wanted a drink right.'' I handed her a drink as she talked to her friends; she looked at me like I was a plague or something, but she accepted the drink. Around her were four other girls, but it was only up close that I realise...
''Hey, it's the Jim Carrey alien.'' One of them said...they were Crystal's friends at the slumber party I tried to break in.
''Yeah, hi.'' Now I wish I stayed by the table.
''That was funny...'' Another girl said, but none of them were rude but just having a good laugh. ''So you're Crystal's date?''
''Don't remind me.'' Crystal muttered so only I could hear.
''Yeah...this is a pretty big school.''
''It's nothing special, what school do you go to?''
''Eh...Hallblock.''
''Wow, do you know anyone called Kevin Roberts?''
How the hell do they know him? ''Yeah, why?''
''He is one hot nerd. And he knows everything about Omega Kid!'' The mention of Omega Kid made them all squeal with delight. Jeez, how that guy so well know...oh yeah fan club.
''I'm heading off.'' Crystal said before walking off. I started to jog after her before the girls stopped me.
''Wait we never got your name.''
''Thomas.''
''Hope to see you again...only next time we won't throw a water bucket on your head.'' They giggled; now I could stay with them and maybe this night will go quicker, but I'm Crystal's date and I just made a pact to help her through her break up tonight. I rushed over and moved in front of her.
''Hey what's up?'' I ask kindly.
''I'm not comfortable here tonight, I just want to go!'' She tries to barge past me, but I just stop her.
''But this is your prom, you can't miss it.''
''Well, like you said; if it weren't for you I would've missed it! Thank you!'' She almost shouts, but her voice breaks and her eyes were tearing up.
''Hold on. First off, that was rude of me to say. And I've been rude; I've just wanted this night to end...but this is your last chance to talk to some of your friends...''
''That's why they invented Facebook genius.''
''Okay, but this is your last chance of being a kid. School's finished; and you need to reward your hard work with this night...and I want to make sure you have a good night.''
''Why do you care?'' She was calming down a bit; her guard was still up, maybe she was just as surprised as I was at my persistence.
''Because your boyfriend just broke up with you. I haven't had a girlfriend before; but I know how you feel...lonely, and frustrated that you're not with the person you care about. Like I said I've never felt that, so I don't know how to help, but I can at least try. I just...want you to have a good night.'' And the scary thing was that I meant that, every word. I didn't want her to be lonely; it's not a good feeling, I've felt it loads of times. Even someone like Crystal deserves at least one friend to help them.
For a brief universe halting second, the unthinkable happened...Crystal smiled...at me. But its how I felt after that would have Stephen Hawking puzzling; I felt that warm, stomach dropping feeling I normally get when Rachael smiles at me. Maybe it's just because I've never seen Crystal smile like that before, or just something else.
The music then changed over to like a remix of Flo Rida's Low, and Linkin Park's Faint; it sounded pretty cool. I don't know what it was; maybe the good music, but I suddenly felt the urge to dance, and I don't even know how too. But there and then, my feet started moving to the rhyme and then so were Crystals. Everyone started showing off their moves as the two songs played brilliantly together; Crystal and I weren't the best but at least we were dancing. Crystal and me, dancing, what has this world come to? For the first time tonight; she looked like she was having a good time, and I had to admit it so was I.
For a first time dancer, I'm not doing too badly. But it couldn't have been too good because Crystal was laughing her head off. The song finished earlier than it should have; causing some complaints from the other students, but I wasn't one of them, I think I did all right. Crystal and I took a sec to catch our breaths; a large smile across her face, looks like this night might go easier than expected.
But then as she looked behind me, her face dropped and went back to the usual anger. ''What the hell?'' She yelled as she pulled me back behind the table; I looked over to watch she was looking at...some girl with a boy that was like an uglier, greaser, and taller version of Kevin.
''What is it?''
''My ex, what is he doing with Tabby? I knew he was cheating me with that bimbo!''
''WHAT? You're telling me that's Mr long, tan and handsome that you kept talking about non-stop? Even on a bad day I'm better looking then that!'' All this time I couldn't see what would make anyone date Crystal; but what would make any girl think it's legal to date that? It looked like his acne was bursting puss on its own.
Crystal rose from behind the table and marched towards the two; from experience I know it's best to stay as far from Crystal as possible when she's having a tantrum. But for the first time, it looks as if Ryan was winning this conversation and Crystal seemed to grow more timid the longer they spoke. The music had just started (perfect timing) and now, it was downright impossible to hear what was being said. Although from the looks of it; Ryan was really hurting her verbally, I've never seen anyone do that before. Just as it looks like Crystal was running out of words to say; Ryan kissing Tabby full on the lips with her watching. She couldn't take it anymore and ran off; I quickly dashed over to her.
''Hey Crystal wait up!'' I called. She stopped and turned to me; she was pissed beyond belief, but instead of fear, I was feeling sympathy.
''I just want to go home; I shouldn't have come here!'' She whispered to me. It was pointless continuing this; she just wasn't enjoying herself, and now they appearance of her ex with a new girl didn't help either.
''Okay, I just need to go to the bathroom and then we'll be off.''
''A little too much detail there Casanova.'' She joked...she joked? And called me who?
I forgot to even ask her where the bathroom was; I've been walking around for five minutes now and haven't even seen a sign telling me I'm going the right way. This place is like a giant race maze! I'm not complaining by the way; I wish my school was this big and served food like they did back there...just imagine how big their playground is! But despite all of these thoughts running through my head, the one that kept coming back over and over was that smile Crystal gave me. How can that one smile change how I feel about her completely? Or has my mind been changed by what's happened to her all night? It's not that I like her now; it's that I don't see any reason to hate her anymore. She wasn't bad, just badly treated and it's been rubbed off on her.
Finally, I made it to the bathroom; disappointed that it was just a normal size one for some odd reason. Splashing some water on my face helped me calm down a bit; I found from more experience that a superhero should never have too much on his mind, but right now Crystal was the only thing on my mind. I tried to give her a good night and it didn't go as good as I hoped, but at least I can say I tried right?
Then from the corner of my eye I could see someone else come in...Ryan Fisher. ''You done in here?'' He asked; I could already tell he was drunk. How come we can't get drunk at our school?
''Yeah, I'm just leaving.'' I was about to leave, until he droopily puts out a hand to stop me.
''You're the one with Crystal Johnson right?''
''Not like you care!''
''Oh I care; just want to know, is she better in bed with you?'' He stumbled past me into the bathroom, holding on to the taps for support while holding his cup with his other hand.
''What? Oh, this is the whole you're only with her for the sex gig?''
He laughs at me, and almost falls to the floor but regains his footing just. ''No...No, no. I mean...we didn't make out until...four...five...seven months into our...relationship. I knew her parent were rich and soooo...'' He nearly fainted but kept his balance by holding onto the mirrors; this is why Jenna never lets me drink at parties.
''So it wasn't for the sex, it was for money?''
''No...my parents are rich, but she is even richerer...''
Is that even a word? ''Well, now you've got Tabby so lay off Crystal.''
''Dude, I've had Tabby for months. And I was this close to getting them both same time. Just imagine them two together...''
''So you were cheating on Crystal? And then just now you were showing her!'' I really can't understand why I'm not knocking the daylights out of this guy right now.
''Why do you care?''
''Because I'm her friend!'' I shouted. I'm not dealing with this now. I need to take Crystal home; so I turn and head for the door, but this guy was still yelling. ''Your lose pal. She'll come back to me; they all do, every girl I've had, we can all have a nice dirty orgy. Why don't you join, you're never going to get a girl, so you might as well...''
SLASH! A scraping noise forced me to turn around. From my guess; Ryan opened the door for one of the toilets, and some guy with a dagger jumped out and slashed him across the neck. Ryan went to the ground; holding his throat, chocking and spitting out blood. Looking up at the attacking, I instantly recognized him...the killer that attacked Hallblock, except this time he wasn't wearing a hat, so I should have a good look at his face...or what's left of it. For the top half of his head was completely burnt to a crisp; it looked like a skull.
I charged at him; punching away at him, but he blocked every hit before kneeing me in the stomach and roundhouse kicking me into the wall. I get back up and kick at him; but he grabs my leg and slams me back against the wall. I throw a last ditch punch, but again he grabs my hand and makes me punch myself, and before I know it I'm back against the wall again.
The killer walks over to Ryan; grabbing him by his hair and whispered in his ear. ''Where is Crystal Johnson?''
You're joking! What are the odds of this happening!
''I know you two are together; where is she?'' The killer asks again. Lifting Ryan's head up a bit more; his wound was now more exposed, causing him to bleed heavier. Ryan lifts his hand and points at me ''He's...with...Crystal!'' Even when this guy is dying he still acts like a dick!
The killer smiles at me before whispering in Ryan's ear. ''Thank you for your co-operation.''
SNAP! He then twists Ryan's head all the way around thanks to the cut on his neck; his head nearly comes right off. Despite me hating his guts...this was beyond gruesome. The killer rose to his feet and slowly walked towards me; all that talk of taking on the Killer as a team was gone, I was on my own now. ''I couldn't have dreamed of a more fitting reunion.'' The killer smirks. Now I was freaked; he remembered me at Hallblock, and he talks to me like he's known me my whole life. Even without the half burnt face, I can't tell who this guy is.
''How the hell do you know me?''
He lifts his dagger at me; his smile growing. ''I created you!''
SLASH! SLASH! He swings his dagger at me with such speed it's a miracle I'm dodging. I try to uppercut; but he stops my punch and elbows me in the chin. I stumble; he sticks his leg out and trips me up. He attacks with his dagger; using my arms, I lifted myself up and double kicked at him...he grabbed both my legs and then hurled me through the door and out into the corridor.
There was no one in the corridors; but then I remember, no costume. I reach into my pocket to find my phone; I need the others help...No I forgot my phone! I can't take this guy myself! Then I noticed on the wall, a fire alarm. I quickly dash over to it; holding out my hand to press the button. Only to get my hand crushed by the killer's foot.
''Not this time!'' He smirks. He slashes at me again, with his foot still pinning my hand to the wall. His lankier body means he'll reach me eventually; but he still has one foot on the ground. I lower myself and sweep at his leg; but using that leg he jumps up and kicks me across the face again knocking me across the floor. He holds out his dagger again; the kill would surely come I can't get a hit on this guy.
''AHHH!'' From behind the killer; a girl screams seeing the dagger and the blood starting to leak out of the boy's bathroom. She runs over to the fire alarm and presses; brave, but stupid. Before she can get away, the killer his preparing to make her his next victim. His back's turned; I'm never going to get a better chance, I silently run up behind him and swing at the back of his head...somehow, he turns, grabs my arm and throws me over his head before running towards the hall where the girl was running.
Even when his back is turned I can't get him; it's like this guy has some supernatural sixth sense like Spiderman. Getting my senses back I run back into the hall; there were people running about, screaming but no sign of the killer...or Crystal. I jump onto a table trying to get a better look; but still nothing but screaming students. Then something shown in my eye; not bright, but enough to divert my attention to the source...the killer calmly walking past the stampede, and in front of him was Crystal unaware she was heading straight for him.
I jumped down from the table and ran at full speed towards the killer; but with everyone running around, I found it hard to get close. There was too much panic and confusing amongst everyone, none of them noticed the killer dressed in black grab Crystal by her throat and steady his dagger...
I grabbed hold of his hand; and let fly a punch...BAM! I got him! Right on his cheek, I finally got a hit...
BAM! He knees me in the gut and throws me across the hall; well that victory didn't last long. He came after me; at least I got his attention away from Crystal, and now that I got a hit I felt confident enough to take him on myself. He swings his dagger; I grab his arm and punch at him, but he grabs my arm and then head butts me. As I fall back I pull him with me, hoping to toss him away; but instead he rolls over me and throws me.
I scramble over to a knocked down chair and kick it at him; he jumps up slightly and kicks the chair back at me. I just move out of the way, and the chair is demolished against the wall; but this helps me with a new strategy. I grab two of the broken legs and hold them like batons. He attacks with his dagger, and I fight back with the wooden sticks; we clashed and strike, but neither of us gets a good hit on each other.
After a few seconds, I was starting to tire; I was still feeling the bruises and cuts he gave me last week, never mind the ones he's giving me now. I was forced back against a table; he swung at me, I ducked and rolled over the table; and thankfully the huge size of it gave us some distance. Outside the sirens of police cars were heard; the killer looked around the hall probably trying to find Crystal, but she was long gone.
He turned back to me; that chilling smile still on his half burnt face. ''So you finally win a battle.''
''This battle isn't won until you're behind bars!''
''You believe you'll catch me? This war won't be over until one of us is dead!''
That really struck a nerve; like with Kevin's question the other week about me killing. What if the only way to stop this guy was too kill him? Would I be able to do it? Why don't I want to kill him, he's a murderer. He takes off running down a corridor, I give chase after him. He turns a corner, and the distance between us was no more than four seconds, but when I turn the corner he was gone. ''How does he keep doing that?''
No one was killed last night; but the killer made a clean getaway, no one even saw where he escaped. Crystal was taken home straight away; I wonder what her parents in America are going to do when they hear about what happened. I stood outside of Alex and Steph's house, seeing if they wanted to go Comic City. I knocked on the door, knowing my luck I bet I know who's going to answer the door...
Yep; Crystal opens it, her face was all pale and she was only in a white shirt and shorts. ''My cousins are out''.
''Oh, thanks. Listen, I'm sorry about what happened last night.''
She just shrugs her shoulders. ''What could you do? But one thing I didn't know you could do was karate, when did you learn that?''
''Months ago, actually.''
There was an awkward silence between us then, until she spoke up. ''Hey, I just want to say...thanks, for saving me. And also for trying to be nice to me.''
''Yeah...um...you're okay, right?'' She nodded softly; she looked knackered, and why wouldn't she be? I turned and let her go back inside. ''Oh...'' I said before she closed the door, I had to get this off my chest. ''I never said...you looked great last night.''
Her face didn't change, she didn't smile or look offended or anything; she just slowly closed the door. She went through a lot last night; it's understandable, it was bad enough without the killer than sending everything off the scale. Then I heard some kind of tapping on glass sound; I walked back and looked up the second floor, Crystal was at the window smiling and waving at me. I waved back at her; she turned and went back inside.
Right if you said yesterday that Crystal would thank, smile and wave at me all in ten seconds...I would have thrown you off a cliff. But there was just something about her; actually knowing her now she just seemed like a completely different person...a person I might actually like.
How did Jenna react when she heard about what happened last night? I'm sure you know; the worry, the panic, the 'oh my gosh Thomas are you okay?' The usual, I was use to it now. But what I wasn't use to was the enemy knowing me and not Omega Kid; I've never met the guy before and yet he recognise me straight away. And what was with that I created you talk? What does that mean? And now the whole me never killing code was starting to bite me in the ass; he will be more than eager to kill me, shouldn't I feel the same? Or will that just lower me to his standards?
Jenna walked in from the kitchen. ''How are you?''
''For the millionth time...fine.'' I said as I slumped on the sofa.
''Good; hey I'm just heading out for some stuff you want to come?''
''No...oh, but I wanted too show you something before you go.'' I looked around for the remote control and turned on the TV. Jenna walked in, curious what I was looking for. And soon I found it...a channel showing Lady Gaga's Poker Face.
''And?'' Jenna puzzled.
''You said this was your favourite song!''
''Favourite Lady Gaga and?''
''And you said you never had a prom.''
That's when she realised what I was up to. ''No...no, no!''
''Ah come one, I've just gotten use to the whole dancing thing.'' It was true; every time I hear music now, I just want to get up and dance to it. Jenna wanted to walk out, but I grabbed both her hands and started moving her side to side, giving her time to get use to the music. After a few seconds, she went along with it, moving her arms and legs to the beat. After just two dances I felt like a pro now; bring on Diversity and Flawless. Eventually the song finished; Jenna did her best to control her giggles. ''Was I that bad?'' I had to know.
''No, no that was great. Thanks Thomas!'' She hugs me tightly and I do back.
''But I've really got to go. Maybe later you can teach me some more dance moves.'' She says as she makes her way out of the door.
''Depends on that designing superhero costumes offer!'' I called back. She shakes her head and leaves. Give it time; she'll warm up to the idea. Hopefully if she does say yes, it might be easier on her when I break the news that I'm Omega Kid. But how long will that day be?
I was brought out of my thoughts when my phone started ringing; I checked the ID...Alex. Oh great, just who I need to talk to. ''Hey...''
''Thomas turn on to BBC, NOW!'' Alex says before I can even start. Doing what he says I look for the controls; finding them I turn onto the BBC News. The reporter Amanda Linea was talking to a police officer, in his hand was some kind of paper. I almost forgot my phone was still pressed to my ear, and I had Alex's voice ramming down it. ''There was a letter sent to them earlier by the killer; this is a repeat, Steph and I saw the one this morning and just listen to it.''
Before I could ask Alex what's on the letter; the officer says it for the audience...
''Dear Omega Kid and friends, I keep on hearing that you've have caught me but you won't fix me just yet. 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. Grand work fixing up the city, I'm almost impressed…I know you can't catch me. I love my work too much. 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…
…Jack the Ripper''
I was stuck to the seat; and all the hairs on the back of my neck stood up and then almost cut themselves off. This guy has named himself after Britain's most notorious and infamous killer and what's worse...he lives up to the original. At this point in time; he was God, everyone feared him, including the four of us. Even without a name he had us in a panic; this guy was trying to prove he was no second-rate killer or copycat, he was the real deal. And this letter gave me a new revelation; if he wanted to out himself; that means he enjoys his work, if he enjoys his work he's not going to stop...until he's caught or killed.
To Be Continued...