Omega Kid

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Chapter 24: Abracadead

The darkness of Halloween covered the inside of the house; a blanket of pitch-blackness, it's a miracle that the teenager in the kitchen could see where he was going without bumping into something. The only light source illuminating from the pumpkin lanterns hanging on the windows outside; the boy in the kitchen looked around with the help of the little light he had. The house had an eerie blue light to it; shadows seemed to dance everywhere, anyone would be spooked...but seeing how this guy was drunk and just laid he wasn't all that cautious.

Searching for some beer; he opens the door to some closet, and out of it a man jumps out and grabs the guy by the throat. He was over 6foot tall; wearing a blue jumpsuit and holding a big, sharp kitchen knife. His face was pale and emotionless; he has the blackest eyes...the devil's eyes. As the boy struggles to get free of the man's unnatural grip, he slowly raises the knife ready to strike at the hapless boy. Only from the gleam of the knife can the boy see the pale face and realise it was only a mask.

The man pulls back the knife and...GLITCH!

''Predictable!'' Alex shouted out making Steph and me jump out of our seats a little as we tried to watch the movie; but it was hard when you have your best friend commentating throughout the whole film.

''What do you mean predictable?''

''The guy opens the door, boom; killer comes out and kills him. Why are we watching this? This film is so dated!''

''This is John Carpenter's Halloween! It's a classic horror, and a must watch on Halloween night!'' I told him for about the fourth time. Yes as you may have guessed...today is Halloween! And it was not only a night for trick or treating, collecting candy and scaring the daylights out of one another; for us it was a night off to relax. The past few we've been searching high and low yet again for Jack the Ripper or Toxin and have come up with zip on where they could be.

So, needing a break we just decided to have the night off and go out to a Halloween party that Kevin (Yes, I know, Kevin) was holding for friends and classmates. We decided to go; Megan and Stella were sorting themselves out, and Rachael was going as well. And what is Halloween without a good Halloween movie...and what better than the series with the holiday's name on it. The movie bit Alex wasn't enjoying. ''This is so sllllloooowww. Tom, when's Danielle Harris's nudity? Just skip to that bit!''

''Danielle Harris only gets nude in the remake; we're watching the originals!'' I told him.

''But you said she was in the original!''

''In Part's 4 and 5...as a 9 year old girl!''

A sickening expression then appeared on his face. ''9? Oh thanks for telling me that, now it feels like my kidney just moved in with my gut. What about Busty Rhymes? At least he made the film fun!''

''He's in Part 8''.

''AH! This is going to take forever!'' Alex screamed, sinking into the sofa with frustration.

Stephen just leaned next to me. ''You should have seen him on Friday the 13th!''

After a few hours of moaning and groaning (although Alex did calm down with a few sequels), it was time to get ready for the party. And when it's a Halloween party; you need costumes...I bet you know what costumes we're going to be wearing...wrong! What's the point? We were our superhero costumes every night; we need to wear something different. After a few costume tips from Jenna; we decided to be the classic three horrors. I was dressed as Jason Voorhees; Steph was Michael Myers, and Alex...

''Welcome to prime time bitch!''

''That is one bad Freddy Krueger voice.'' Steph said; and Alex gave him a slap around the head.

''I'm meant to sound like the one and only Robert Englund!''

''Yeah...did Jack Earle Haley give you tips?'' I couldn't help but get in on the joke. Alex didn't reply back, and then spent a few moments getting into character. Jenna made all the costumes herself; in England it's very hard to find good Halloween costumes, only handmade are the best, and Jenna is better than the best.

She even made his knife, claw, glove thing...but seeing those knives dance in symphony gave me a cold shudder; those knives reminded me of the Ripper. When I was little, and first heard of the original, I always believed he wore something like that to kill his victims. It just seemed to suit the Ripper; cold, deadly, enjoying what he was doing...until his deathbed. ''Thomas, you okay?'' Jenna asked me snapping me out of my thoughts.

''Oh, yeah...just...getting into character.''

''Getting into character? You're not shooting a movie!''

''Need to get the Halloween spirit. Hey, why don't you come to the party?''

She looked like she was about to answer yes. ''Sorry I can't; I've got a shift at Comic City tonight''.

''Okay.'' I said a little disappointed, she really has been overworked at Comic City lately; no one should ever have to work on Halloween night.

London doesn't celebrate Halloween like it's that big of a deal; there are a few decorations and some kids in costumes going about. Halloween is my favourite time of year; were we get to dress up and go around scaring everybody. If I didn't have a fear of flying (And won the lottery) I would go to America and celebrate Halloween there. The three of us finally arrived at Kevin's party, greeted by all our classmates in all kinds of costumes, pretty good ones actually, not the cheap-budget ones you find in all the shops.

''Well, look at the limited imaginations of horror.'' Kevin called over to us; and despite how much I hate him; I have to say his costume was awesome. A dark jacket with cape; bloodlines going down the chest, under his arms dagger feathers stitched onto them. His mask was like a cross between an elephant and a vulture.

''Where the hell did you get a costume like that?'' Alex asked him.

''Made it myself; just like everyone else's costumes.'' He shouted, and the whole room erupted in cheers and chants for Kevin.

''You made all these costumes?''

''Yep; it helps when you went to St James's Arts and Crafts College for a few weeks.''

That name? I've heard of that College before, yeah, that's the same one Jenna went to. She studied there to improve her designing skills about two years ago. But how can Kevin go? ''But, wouldn't you have to be at least two years older than us to have gone there?'' I asked.

''Yes, but I was personally asked to attend by the heads of the college, and now I hold the record for being the youngest person to ever pass the study!'' Pass it? Even Jenna didn't pass it. Is there anything this guy can't do? Kevin walked around us and said. ''Well, I'm off to attend to other party matters. Oh and Thomas, don't worry no Omega Kid trivia's tonight. Happy Halloween.'' He finished before walking off. The three of us just stood, our costumes feeling alot itchier then before.

''I really hate that guy!'' Alex said.

Thankfully, we didn't have to see much more of him during the party. The rest of the night consisted of playing tricks, playing dead, bobbing for apples, throwing eggs at each other, and Alex stalking Chloe in her Street Sharks costume (disturbing on so many levels). Also bumped into Megan who was wearing a cheerleader costume and Stella in a Harry Potter costume. I was about to say how good they looked in their costumes until they said Kevin made it for them; and then Megan actually goes on to say Kevin isn't really a bad guy, and has many interesting opinions on Omega Kid and who he is...he hasn't mentioned me so I'm good.

Then I noticed standing on the balcony outside, Rachael wearing a...wow vampire dress, with the webs, the wig, everything. A gulp and sigh follow before I walk outside towards her. ''Happy Halloween!'' I called weakly, and I was worse when I got a proper view of her. As if she wasn't stunning and sexy as it was; she was more than any Kirsten Stewart. But then I noticed her face; either it was make-up and fangs she was wearing, or she still looked weak from when I last saw her. ''You okay?''

''Yeah just a little hot under this make-up.'' I'll say!

''How come you're not with anyone?''

''I was with Chloe a minute ago, but then she was getting stalked by this weirdo in a Freddy Krueger costume.''

I tried my best not to laugh, she noticed and I decided to change the subject. ''Speaking of costumes, did Kevin make yours as well?''

''Yeah believe it or not; he made costumes for everyone here. You?''

''No, Jenna made mine, along with Steph and Alex's.''

She nodded a head, and then leaned on the railings; she was still shaking a little. Probably the cold, but didn't she just say she was hot? I was actually starting to worry for her now; the last few days she's been a bit distant from me, the only times I would see her she would give me her usually smile. ''What's it like to have a sibling?'' She asked me out of the blue.

I stutter at first; how do I answer a question like that? ''Well...it's never boring. And at times it can get a bit out of control when we don't agree with each other. But, then there are the times when we're not at each other's throats. So it's never boring, in the good way.''

''I wish I had a brother or sister, but after what happened between mum and dad, it was always going to be just me.'' How come she's gone really personal with me? Does she really feel this comfortable around me that she wants to tell me her darkest secrets? It's not that I don't want to listen, it's the fact of should I then tell her my darkest secret...dressing up at night and fighting thugs. Guess if ever a time, Halloween would be perfect. She continued with her speech. ''You know, you are more of a brother to me than anyone I know...but...''

I think my heart just skipped a beat. ''But?''

''I don't want to see you as a brother.''

Yep, defiantly skipped a beat. ''What...how do you want to see me as?''

''Hey, what's going on out here!'' Someone shouted out behind us before Rachael got the chance to answer my question; I'll give you three guesses on whom.

''What's with the interruption Kev!'' Rachael said harshly, she never has taken a liken to Kevin, then again who can blame her.

''Just checking in on my guests; you know, they say that this land is cursed.'' He said while shining a touch under his chin.

''Was that before or after you moved here?'' I muttered under my breath; Rachael heard me and giggled a little, but Kevin didn't seem to hear me as he walked between us. And then he pointed down the street, there was some old abandoned church cut off from the street that goes to all the houses.

''That's the place; where it was born, where it was known, and where it died.''

''Your personality?'' I asked, worth a guess.

''No...Albert Houdini!''

''Isn't Houdini the famous magician?'' Rachael asked.

''Yeah, that's where he got the name. See, Albert was an orphan in the 80's; he lived on these streets, no home or family. Then one night, he discovered the thing that changed his life forever...magic. For months he studied it, and perfected it. Thinking this talent would help him find his real parents; he started doing acts by that church, and people would watch. He was a sensation; he done the impossible, no one could find out how the tricks worked, some believed he really was magic. But after years of trying, his parents never came to his performances. Then...1995 Halloween night; a bunch of hooligans that had been taking one to many of Grandpa's bottles attacked him, and chased him to that church. They trapped him in there for an hour or so before they broke the door down...but he was already dead, hung himself. Probably because he lost the will to live, his one goal in life never reached...but who says your dreams can't be fulfilled in the afterlife? He roams these streets every Halloween night, crying for the parents he never found...what do you think cool story huh? I was going to tell it to everyone in a minute, I thought I'd give you a little sneak preview hunny.'' He winked towards Rachael.

Rachael pretended to yawn. ''Oh sorry I wasn't listening could you repeat that?''

''Oh don't worry if you're scared, I'm always here for you. Happy Halloween!'' He whispered before going back inside.

''Well, not the worst story I've ever heard.'' I tried to complement him; at least he made a sympathetic character, but seriously? A magician ghost? I'd believe Michael Myers came home before that ever happened.

Rachael turned to me. ''I'm heading back inside, you coming?''

The party went about as any other Halloween party; games, jokes, fake screams and deaths. Kevin was trying his best to keep the party from getting repetitive, gotta give him credit for trying. It was about 11 at night; and all that was left were Alex, Steph, Stella, Rachael, Megan, me and about half a dozen others. Alex, Steph and I sat at a table enjoying a few toffee apples when Alex spoke up. ''You know, I would have loved to have fought the Ripper tonight''.

''Why?'' I had to ask him.

''Well, I mean it's Halloween! It's the perfect night for us to take down a demonic killer like him; I can be like Dr Loomis and you lot can be the scream queens.''

''Thanks, but if you remember, the scream queens stop him.''

''I though you didn't want to fight the Ripper?'' Steph said. The table got a lot quieter. The only sounds we could hear were the other partiers talking and the few joyful Halloween screams coming outside.

''I never said I didn't want to fight him; I said I didn't want to kill him!''

Alex then spoke again. ''We know; but there's something else. Normally when we deal with criminals your always enthusiastic and determined to catch them. For the Ripper, you've got the determined part...but the enthusiasm isn't there.''

The guys were right; I'm not that eager to go head to head with the Ripper again, even with the others by my side. I'm scared of him; either I kill him, or he kills me. But I can't tell the guys, it might affect them. It's bad enough with Stella terrified of Toxin's brief return; I'm meant to be the one the guys look up to in battle, if I show that I'm scared how will it affect them? I didn't answer at first, the only sound again was the screams coming from outside, a bit louder than before. ''I just...we need to be prepared for him. He's the toughest guy we've faced, we need to be ready, and then we can kick his ass all the way to the bottom prison cell…'' I give them an inspirational speech, and they're not even looking at me. ''Guys, weren't you listening...''

''Isn't that screaming a bit chaotic and loud?'' Alex said as we listened outside. He was right; this didn't sound like a joke, this was a blood-chilling scream that any superhero can recognise, when something serious was happening. The other in the party heard as well; we all made our way outside to the main street, and were all horrified by what we saw.

People were running down the street; some covered in real blood, others lying on the street dead. Cars tipped over and on fire; bats flying everywhere, and toads hopping down the street. A few of the partiers started running down the streets; then before we could blink, something flies past us and cuts right through them, killing them instantly. They looked like poker cards...sharp edged poker cards.

Alex, Steph, Stella, Rachael, Megan, Kevin and I turned down to the opposite end of the street; and standing there was a man, wearing a ratty and torn tuxedo and bowler hat. In both hands, he had more poker cards, his face was also horribly mutilated, all green and peeling off. At first we all probably though it was the Ripper; but this was more. ''What the hell is that?'' Kevin asked. And then that's when I had a feeling.

''Kevin, this better not be some Albert Houdini joke you played.''

''Oh yeah; I somehow managed to convince everyone around here to kill themselves and destroy the neighbourhood, and for some zombie to rise up and terrorise whoever is left!''

''Zombie?'' Megan said; and then something was going on. The zombie thing looked at Megan, as if she was right about what he was. Then he raised one of his hands, holding the poker card and then throws it right at us.

SLASH! ''AHHH!'' We all turned back; the card was thrown so fast there was no time. But instead of seeing Megan's dead body on the ground...her body was on the ground, but covered by Stella's, who now had a long cut going down her arm.

I don't care whether this really is Albert or just some punk playing a joke; this guy had to be stopped. Alex, Steph and I charged towards him. He lifts his arm up, and from out of his sleeve and rope tied together by clothes shoots out and ties itself around Steph's ankle. Albert pulls back and sends Steph flying on top of a car.

He then pulls off his hat, and hundreds of bats shoot out of it and all crash into Alex, sending him flying to a nearby wall. He doesn't have enough time to attack me; I give him an Omega-Swing; but my fist just ends up hitting a cape. He's not around me; he's just disappeared! This can't be happening; it can't actually be real magic...

Then everything just goes dark, and I can't breathe anymore. His cape has wrapped around me; I try to break free but it's no use. I can't breathe; I'm losing air fast. This is insane, how can this guy be supernatural? This isn't comics, this was meant to be real-life...well I'm finding it hard to argue that case right now.

Then I hear a ripping noise, and finally cool air slaps me across the face as Stella pulls me out. Before I can thank her; Albert grabs me by the back of my neck and holds me in the air. Stella kicks and punches at him, but it looks like he's not even noticing her. The smell of his skin and breath on my cheek was so foul. Stella kept punching, and then Albert touched her stomach with his finger, a little touch and somehow she goes flying across the street and into box that closes and chains itself, before sinking into a pool of water.

Alex and Steph run towards Albert who was still holding me. He waves his hand, and then some strings fall from the sky and grab a hold of Alex, stopping him in his tracks. Albert twirls his fingers, and Alex starts moving like he was his puppet. The magician then forces Alex to attack Steph; moving his fingers and making Alex punch and kick at Steph with such ferocity.

Using every bit of my strength, I elbow Albert right in the face, but again it looks like he didn't feel it. He tosses me away; and his cape flies up and wraps around me again. But seconds later it spits me out and I fall to ground, that was surprisingly made of wood. I get back to my feet expecting another attack, but I'm kind of taken back by my new surroundings. It looked like I was in some kind of abandoned church...there is no way this is...

''Yes...'' A child like voice calls out; I turn and see Albert the zombie magician standing there. I charged towards him, but I fall into some trap door underneath me. I fall down to the next floor, and crash on that wooden floor. Somehow though, this was the exact same room I just fell through. And again, Albert was standing in front of me. ''This was the place, where you killed me!'' He said to me.

''What?''

''I know your face; you were the boy that chased me here!''

''It couldn't have been me, I wasn't...''

''All I wanted, was to find my parents. And you took that chance from me! You and your friends. You called me freak, you called me a monster...''

''Albert I'm sorry about what happened to you; but I'm not the one that killed you!'' I have to talk my way out of this, but he won't listen.

''I am not a monster...I am not a freak...You are the monster...You are the freak...Robert Lanks!''

No...no, that can't be right. There is no way he just said my dad's name. My dad would never do what those kids did to Albert, there has to be a mistake. But before I could protest my dad's innocence, and mine, I feel something wrap around my neck. And then it hoists me up into the air; hanging me, he was going to kill me like he died. ''What is a monster? Is it something we see, or something we feel? But when I look at your Robert Lanks, I know who the true monster is!''

''You're a liar, my dad isn't a monster!'' Was all I could shout out, the rope just tightened around my neck. I can't see any way out of this.

BAM! A giant wooden beam then hits the back of Albert's head; a beam being held by Alex, but Albert still didn't look affected. From behind him, Steph was sneaking up to ambush. Albert flicks his fingers; and Alex falls under a trap door and reappears on the ceiling falling down on top of Steph. Albert backed himself up as he tied Alex and Steph together with handcuffs and then started spinning them around at such a speed it was nauseating to look at, let alone experience.

He kept walking back until he was right underneath me, still hanging. An idea came to my head; it was my only chance, nothing else seemed to be working. I wrapped my legs around his neck, hoping for some kind of response...and I got one, he was chocking. The rope around my neck lost some of its grip, and that just made me tighten mine around the magician. He struggled to break free; he chocked and coughed, this seemed to affect a lot more than normally. Maybe because this is how he died before?

BOOM! He then explodes in a green fireball, and disappears. The rope around my neck disappears, again in green flames. I collapse to the floor, exhausted like hell. Then I hear two screams flying across the room. Oh yeah, the spinning handcuffs. I lift my head up to see the two on the other side of the church looking like they were about to throw up. But Alex manages to say. ''Best Halloween ever!'' I just laugh at this; if this were the best...I'd hate to see the worst.

The authorities arrived in the area a while later; of course they have no explanation of what happened here, then again neither do we. I never had a strong belief in the supernatural, but did this really happen the way I think it did? Did we just fight our first supernatural villain? Let's just hope he's the last.

To Be Continued...

Yep, the group have faced their first supernatural villain, will it be their last? Who knows? Figured it'll be perfect to have the supernatural happen on Halloween night. Hope that you enjoyed this chapter. Thanks again...oh and Happy Halloween!