Omega Kid

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Note: Hey everyone, hope you're all well. So as the title shows, this will be it, Omega Kid and Hellrider's final battle. Now we shall find out who is the best? And are they going to come out of this alive? And for a bit of fun, I suggest you listen to the awesome song 'You're Going Down' by Sick Puppies. Anyways, on with the chapter now, hope you enjoy!

Chapter 48: Omega vs. Hellrider

''His mother?'' Emeraldian was probably just as surprised as I was. ''Are you sure?''

''Well the months I've known Hellrider he hasn't been sociable to anyone, so seeing him hug someone is like seeing Alex working in a library. And his mother is the only person that I can really think of he would act nice to.''

We really didn't have many other ideas, so mother was probably the most logical answer to this. But if he's been effected by that aggressive chemical, why go to his sick mother of all people? What if he goes on a rampage and attacks her…either he must really hate her, or love her so much there's no chance of even with a chemical boost he would try to hurt her. Still, we had to know for sure. ''Let's get in closer.''

Making sure we didn't draw any unwanted attention from the neighbours, we both ducked and sneaked our way around the back of the house, there were no windows around there for anyone to see us. And thankfully this place was in serious need of care, there were no lights so Emeraldian and I had a thick blanket of darkness to keep us covered.

There was a cracked window, not to high for us so we could sit underneath it and just make out what was being said. Only thing is, cause it was closed all were got were muffled conversations. At risk of getting a serious pounding, I looked up through the window; they were in the living room. Hellrider's mother sitting on the couch while Hellrider was pacing back and forth. With neither of them looking, I quietly opened the window just a fraction without making a noise, and then kneeled back down so the two of us could listen to what was going on.

''You're looking a little thin dear, are you ill?'' His mother spoke in the softest and sweetest tone, how can she be the mother of the crazed superhero I know?

''Please, me ill?'' Hellrider scoffed. ''Mum, I'm a superhero!''

''And I'm your mother, I know something is bothering you. What is it?''

There was a moment's pause; I could hear Hellrider's breathing growing louder and more erratic. We've got to be quick if he makes a move on her, but his breathing slows down and he answers her. ''It's nothing that won't pass soon enough. How have you been?''

''I could do with some new neighbours; those Greeks have a barbeque every weekend. Sure it's nice and I love being invited, but every weekend? I don't think my cheeks can handle anymore.'' She laughs and Hellrider does as well…Hellrider laughing? I've got no words for that. ''You know I've told you, you're always welcome to come back.''

''You know I can't, not until I've finished what they started.''

''Listen to yourself,'' She spoke more serious and firmly with him now. ''You're getting so caught up in this crazy fighting and killing, you're going to get yourself hurt.''

''We both know I'm going to get hurt, as long as I've got the strength to go on I'm not stopping.''

''You're a good boy, but you can be so stubborn and brash sometimes.''

''I'll say.'' I whispered to Emeraldian.

''I have to be!'' Hellrider responded. ''I can't afford to be soft, not even for one second. People are always going to get hurt, but if I hold back, more will get hurt. And as long as a rat still roams the street they can spread their disease to more innocent people. I'm tired, I hate this city. There are so many things wrong and nothing is ever done about it. I've always wanted to make a difference, and since this superhero craze stared I thought that would be the perfect way to fight back.''

''I know, I know,'' She concedes to him, another moment of silence and she speaks up again. ''So how is this team of yours doing? What were their names again?''

Emeraldian and I looked at each other, both of us with the same thing running through our heads; he's mentioned us to his mother? We could hear Hellrider sigh sarcastically. ''They're harmless, and that's the problem. They think I'm in the wrong, that I'm the one that's making the wrong choices. They fight these super villains and beat them, and then what happens? They hand them other to the authorities who don't know jack…they can't handle them and the villains are back on the streets one way or the other.''

''And you hate them for that?'' She quizzed.

''I don't hate them. I just can't understand them; it gets on my fu…my frickin nerves. I think they're just holding me back. And yet who is always on the people's lips? Who gets all the honours even though he has no clue what he's doing? Omega Kid!'' Oh no, I can see where this is heading. ''When I first fought him, I just took him for a kid who had no clue what he was getting himself in for. But since then, he just keeps on trying to bring me in the right and keeps trying to tell me right from wrong when he doesn't even know. He thinks the world works so simply like in those stupid comics of theirs when it doesn't. The good guys never win, not with beliefs like his.''

''Dear,'' His mother addressed him. ''This is just silly. You're doing what you think is right, and so is he. So what if he's a little naïve, weren't you like that not so long ago?''

''Don't ever compare me to him!'' He snaps making the both of us jump. I want to look over and see what is going on, even if it does risk the both of us being caught.

''I'm not comparing you dear,'' I can hear the mother again, speaking with the same amount of calmness and patience, like nothing's happened. ''I just think you've made an enemy out of a potential friend.''

''He's not my enemy; he just keeps getting in my way. He's like an annoying cold you can't get rid of.''

''What about the others? Those friends of his?'' She asked.

''His partners are the same; they follow his lead like lapdogs. Even the newbies have appointed him his new leader when I should…'' He stopped before he could utter another word, but it was all too clear what he was getting at. Hellrider is jealous of me! He doesn't want to be apart of the team, he wants to lead the team. All this time he's been the loner of the group, and it's just been so he could get our attentions and listen to him. Don't get me wrong I feel sympathy for him, but he's just not leader quality.

''They will listen to you dear; you just have to show them you're right. I've believed in you since you started this…so sorry I forgot the name.''

He chuckled lightly. ''Hellrider.''

''Since the beginning, I've supported you. And God bless your father, if he was still here he'd feel the same way. And I would myself go up to those superheroes out there, give them a good slap and tell them you are right. But what with the condition I'm in, I'd probably only hurt myself.''

''Wouldn't be too sure, they're all a bunch of pushovers anyway.'' I'm just going to ignore that comment.

There was another loud sigh from Hellrider, followed by a grunt. ''Dear, are you now going to tell me what's wrong?''

''Nothing why?'' He got out quickly.

''You haven't stop shaking since you got here, and you just drank all your tea after it only came out of the kettle without a whimper. What's wrong?''

It took him longer to answer that question then I would have liked, I don't want to imagine where this is going. ''Just a little under the weather, can we just talk about something else?''

''No, are you sick? Is it serious?''

''I told you I'm fine. There's nothing to worry about!'' He talked back with a little more aggression now.

''Should I call for some help?''

''Look, I came to you because I thought I could talk to you about other things, but even those you haven't giving me the answers I wanted. You haven't giving me jack sh…you haven't…'' He grunts out.

''You don't talk to me like that!''

''I'll talk to whoever I want how I want, and you're no different! You're like all the others you can't just listen to what I have to say. I hate being ignored, I hate being ignored when it could have saved a life like my fathers!'' He yelled in rage and then there was the sound of furniture breaking. That's it, I don't care if we get caught, and he could give her a heart attack right now let alone…

But once Emeraldian and I stood up and looked through the window, Hellrider had already burst out of the front door. We both ran around the house back out towards the entrance, but he was already long gone. I don't know what was more heart-breaking, Hellrider's story or that look on his mother's face once he ran out the door, it was like that was the first time he's ever raised his voice at her.

''We should call the others,'' Emeraldian said to me. Her voice was cracking and her eyes were watering, but the tears never came as she looked at me. ''Tell them what's happened.''

''Are you sure no one has been hurt?'' Donavan asked me again over the phone.

''No, thankfully his path of destruction hasn't been with deceased bodies.'' I replied back.

''I want you to find him!''

''Don't worry, I've got a good idea where he's heading.''

''Good, because we can't have someone like that loose on the streets.''

''I can beat him and bring him back,'' I told him firmly. But then he did this sigh that summed up for me what his true feelings for Hellrider were, it sounded like he didn't like the idea of me bringing Hellrider back…well alive anyway. ''You want me to kill him don't you!''

''I'm sorry Omega Kid, but he's far too dangerous. Just as much as any of our other enemies, and we suspect that maybe the chemical will react differently with him. Whereas Ultra Kid has a simply cut, Hellrider's was a deep scar, for all we know it could be permanent.''

''I suspected that, but on the slight chance he could get better…''

''I'm still not willing to take that risk,'' He interrupted. ''So where is he heading?''

I look back at Emeraldian, she was the same as me, she didn't want Hellrider's death either. I've got to get this guy one way or the other, but neither option is killing him. I've been down this road before, whereas Ripper was unchangeable, Hellrider's wrath was brought on by a chemical. ''55 Wrapspot Road, West London!'' I gave Donavan the address of Hellrider's mother.

''Good, I'll be sending the others to assist you, and to finish the job if you can't!'' With that said he finally hung up.

''You really think Hellrider's going to come back here?'' Emeraldian asked me with a hint of doubt at that theory, and rightly so.

''Not the slightest chance, he's probably back at his place, that abandoned flat we spotted him coming out of.''

Her eyebrows furrowed as she gave me a puzzled look. ''So why lead the others here?''

''Because I have to bring Hellrider in myself, you stay here and try to distract the others till I give the call for back up.'' I told her and started to walk away, but she grabbed my arm and pulled me back.

''Have you gone brain dead?'' She snaps.

''If the others are there, they won't hesitate to kill Hellrider, I need to get to him before they do. Once I have him, I'll call you or if I need back up…''

''He could kill you before he gets the chance. If you're going to do this at least let me come with you…''

''No, when I give the call you can lead the others to the house without me having to waste time giving the address. By then, Hellrider should be down and out without the need for killing him. Please, I need to do this.''

She looked away, at first I thought I would have to fight her first to get to Hellrider. But she just slowly turns back to me, looking in my eyes with her tear filled ones. Then she grips my shoulder harder than I would have liked, oh please don't say she's going to kiss me? Thankfully though, she just nods her head at me. ''Make sure you get back alright, so I can kill you myself.''

I chuckled lightly and nodded back.

It's hard to imagine someone actually living in this place; the place looked like it was going to cave in with the slightest touch or noise. The chain on the surrounding gate had been snapped off, and none of the locks on any doors worked, I guess any hobo could call this place a mansion. My feet felt like they were just going to sink into the wooden stairs as I made my way up floor by floor. There lights were dead, looked like they had been for years. I checked every room on the first two floors and they were all empty.

It was when I got to the third floor I could tell someone had been here; there were finger prints going along the dust filled walls. The air was warm and every piece of broken furniture on the ground had been swept to the side. Coming across the middle room, I looked in only to find that empty too…well empty of anything living that is.

The curtains over the broken windows were nearly ripped in half; all there was in the room were a single mattress in front of a small TV. One single table and chair that had been tipped over, and a pile of dumbbells and weights stashed away in the corner.

SLAM! I think my heart just stopped at the ear shattering (in my case) sound of the door slamming behind me, although that was the least of my concerns as Hellrider stood in front of it, thankfully he couldn't lock the door, but like that really helped. Bow staff in his hand and breathing heavily, couldn't say he wasn't intimidating. ''How the hell did you find me?''

''Doesn't matter.''

''Does anybody else know?''

''No!'' Hopefully he didn't notice my hesitation. He just moved away from the door, always looking in my direction. I tried to play it cool, can't afford to lose my head over this too. ''Look, I'm here to help you…''

''And why's that?'' He asked sarcastically. ''What have I ever done for you? Nothing! And what have you ever done for me? Nothing! We don't owe each other anything, so you get the hell out of here before I throw you out through the window.''

''Hellrider that's not you talking, it's the chemical. You just need to…''

''No it's not,'' He cut in. ''At first I thought it might have been too, but I noticed that it doesn't make you say those things, it only gives you the courage to say them. It brings out what you've always wanted, like your friend; the chemical just showed the world his hidden desires. And this is showing me mine, I'm starting to understand better with what I need to do, helping me achieve things I've never done…''

''What like shouting back at your own mother!'' I snapped…oh crap Thomas, do you actually want to live through this?

''What did you say?'' He asked me breathlessly. I was probably shaking just as much as he was now; only mine was more likely out of fear now as his fist cleaned so hard I could hear the knuckles crack. ''You were there weren't you? How much did you hear?''

Well with the cat out of the bag, I might as well go on. ''I heard enough. So it's never been hate or for fun, it's been jealousy you feel towards me?''

''You're so smug you know that, you think the world revolves around you, that the world can't survive without the great Omega Kid to solve its problems.''

''I don't think that at all, you're the one who's been trying to get people to listen to you…''

''And they won't!'' He yells at me in rage. ''Time and time again you've made mistakes, you've let the bad guys get away and believe there are no consequences…''

''That's not true!''

''They why do you let them live? What have they ever done to deserve a second chance?''

''I've never said anything about giving them second chances, they deserve to spend the rest of their rotten lives behind bars…''

''And what does that accomplish?'' He questioned.

''Well what does killing them accomplish for you?''

''The certainty that the people of this city will be safe! I just don't understand how you can make so many bad judgements, and yet who still gets treated like the saviour of the world? It has been tearing me apart for the past few months, the fact that I'm trying to save the city and you're the one that people believe is the true hero!'' I tried to argue back but he continued with another subject I was afraid he was going to bring up. ''And let's not forget you've got a death on your hands. Jack the Ripper, what would have happened if you had put him behind bars with the others? He would have escaped like the rest, and the hunt would have started all over again, and I can guarantee that someone would have died had that happened.''

''I didn't know what I was thinking then okay!'' I snapped at him, he's pushed my buttons now. ''I thought that I could take your route and kill him, making sure he never hurt anyone ever again. And at first it seemed fine because he had no one, no family or friends; he was just a cold-blooded killer. You on the other hand don't give a damn with who you kill!''

''They do a wrong they deserve justice…''

''Death isn't justice! I wouldn't be able to handle it, if I saw that person's family. To them, that person was probably only ever thinking about them. Take you for example, you've killed before but now I know why. And with your mother, you're just like any other person, only trying to protect them.''

''Stop mentioning my mother, don't ever mention her!''

''I know what it's like to try to protect a family member, I also know what it's like to have lost family but believe me when I say…''

''Hold it!'' He bellowed, stopping me in mid sentence. ''You do not ever mention my father, ever. Or I will kill you.''

I've really done it now! But then again, what did I expect? I could never talk him out of stuff before, now that he's drugged up and his anger is now tenfold what it was before, talking wasn't going to be an option. The others would be here soon, and there'd be no chance for him. There's only one way to save him now, and that's beating him down till he can't fight anymore. I gave him a sly grin. ''Guess what hothead, you're about to get the rematch you've always wanted.''

He scoffs at my words and holds up his bow staff. ''I'm not going to hold back, and there's no one here to save you.''

''No need, I've always been better than you anyway.'' I really wish I would just shut up and wait until after I know I'm still alive before making taunts.

The anger overwhelming him, he charges forward at full speed, I jump back on top of the table and down the other side. He swings his bow staff across at me, I blocked with the knuckle dusters on my right hand, spun around and then back handed him across the face with my other. Before I could pull back, he grabs my arm and yanks me over the table and onto the hard ground. He slams his staff towards me; I roll to the side and kick at his knee knocking him down. But then he swings his staff again and catches me on the leg.

We both get back up and go at it, kick for kick, punch for punch we were both even until he started swinging his staff towards me forcing me back until I hit the wall. That's when he kicked hard into my chest almost sending me crashing through the paper thin wall. I grabbed his leg and then kicked at his other, sending us both crashing to the ground, but where I held him, his leg landed awkwardly. BAM! I then elbowed his knee, he grunted in pain but that didn't last as he then punched me across the face.

He swung his staff at me yet again, I jumped up dodging the attack and once back on the ground I kicked at him but he just kicked my leg aside. BAM! Using his other leg, he kicked me right through the fragile wall into the next room. He jumped through and tried to stamp on me while I was down, but I moved aside and got back up. BAM! BAM! We both punched and got direct hits on the other's face, knocking us both back.

Before I could even move, he kicked a broken plank of wood towards me. I managed to move aside but he was coming at me once more, taking a chance I moved forward as well grabbing his shoulders and pushing him into the next wall behind me before slamming him onto the ground. BAM! BAM! BAM! Three clear shots to his face, but with his mask that wouldn't be as affective. Another idea came to my head; I kneed him in the privates as hard as I could. He cried out in agony, and it looked like I had the advantage.

BAM! Until he head butted me full force, forcing me to crawl off him. I thought with that last blow he'd be down for longer, but already he was back up. BAM! Jabbing his staff into my stomach. BAM! Before swinging it to my face causing me to crash head first through the window. Trying to pull myself back, I could feel him grab both my legs in an attempt to throw me out. I grabbed onto the sides of the window, holding on for dear life. I've already been blasted out of a window before, I was not about to relive that experience.

I wrapped my legs around him, and using every ounce of lower body strength I had, shifted forward so I could slam his head against the wall nearby. With him out for a second, I could push myself back inside. BAM! But after taking that round house kick to the face, I thought maybe falling out of the window would have been the better option.

He tried to slam his bow staff on me again, but just as he got close enough, I double kicked him in the stomach and then using my feet sent him flying over myself and through the door…thank you Lion King 3D re-release for the idea. I followed him into the hallway. BAM! And he lands first hit with his staff connecting onto my leg forcing me back.

He then hits the lights above us, and on impact they break and fall to the ground just inches in front of me. He moves forward and hits the next one, this one landing a bit closer almost touching the tips of my toes. He follows up by smashing the next one which was right on top of me. Not really thinking straight, I do the only thing I could think of to save myself. As the lights crash on top of me, I grab Hellrider and pull him next to me using him as a human shield.

Needless to say, it half worked. I didn't get hurt as badly as I feared I would, but it still hurt like fuck. I could only just manage to pull myself out of the debris. Blood spilling out of my mouth and nose as I just got myself out. Only to then have Hellrider jump out and wrap the staff around me neck and yank back hard in an attempt to choke me. I wheeze and cough, my throat feeling so dry it felt like it was cracking. He continued to pull back and scream maniacally.

Again, improvising, I grabbed the staff trying to get rid of some of the force and jump back, causing him to slam into the wall hard. And this wall was actually stable and we didn't crash through, I moved forward and jumped back again, harder this time. I could feel his grip loosening. I jumped back once more, hearing the wall crack under the force as he lost his grip.

In an attempt to keep me in place; he grabbed my hair through my mask and pulled hard, I managed to manoeuvre underneath his weapon and grip, but not without losing my mask in the process. Once free I steadied myself for an Omega Swing as he swung his bow staff at me. BAM! BAM! Once again, we both connected and fell back across the hallway.

Whenever I touched my face, I winched in pain and my hand would be drenched in blood. I swear, it felt like my whole head has just been swollen to the point it's twice as large. And even with the costume and mask on, I could tell Hellrider felt just as bad, the blood dripping through the costume onto the floor as he got back to his feet. I was slower getting up than him, but probably the chemical in him was juicing up his adrenaline levels as well. He still held my mask in his hand before turning to limp down the hallway and make a turn towards the stairs.

Moving as fast as I could at the moment, I reached the bottom of the stairs only to find him gone. However, it shouldn't be too hard to find him; he'd left a blood trail that can lead me right to him. Keeping my guard up at all times I took every step with patience, and when the full way up I looked around, he wasn't here.

Next was the fifth floor, the blood trail still leading up the stairs. This is taking a lot longer than I had hoped, the others must have met up with Emeraldian by now, hopefully she can stall them off long enough for me to beat the sense into Hellrider. My phone was miraculously still in my pocket, working and with a signal. I thought about calling them, any longer I might not be able to hold on, but Hellrider must be weak also, probably more after those last few hits he took.

Sixth floor was the last before the stairs headed to the roof, but that's where the blood trail got off the stairs and headed deeper into the hallway. Crap, all the doors were closed so he could pop out from any one of them. One step at a time, making my way further down, the blood trail reached the end of the hallway where there was a single window…and it just stopped?

I looked around, but there was nothing else, he must have realised he was leaving a trail and covered the wounds. Something else then caught my attention, a flash coming from outside followed quickly by the sound of thunder and rain drops splashing hard against the window, I really hope he's not thinking of taking this battle to the roof.

Then I noticed another flash outside, not from the sky though. Looking down on the street, I could see a group of people standing outside looking this way. Crap, with all the noise we've made it's not hard to believe a crowd would gather. I really need my mask back now, at least now with the rain drops against the window they couldn't see my face from where they are.

BAM! Out of nowhere Hellrider double jump kicks me in the back, causing me to fall face first into the window, my head smashing against the glass thankfully not going through it. That is until Hellrider got a grip of my hair and slammed my face through the window. The glass jabbed against my skin and the rain pelted on my face.

I could hear the gasps from the people below, I don't know if they could see my face or not, but like I really care about that at the moment when I'm six floors up and hanging out the window. I can't get a hold of him this time as he pushes me further out. He sneers into my ear. ''They'll forget you soon enough. You're just the people's hero until you're gone and they realise they don't need you anymore. You know, it was lucky how you managed to trick everyone into believing you weren't Omega Kid last time, but if they see you now, there's little you can do to convince them and get out of that again.''

''Maybe,'' I stuttered back as an idea came to mind. ''But at least I know how to get out of this!'' Once I was sure the glass shards were out of my face, I did the worst thing any person who is afraid of heights would do and leaned further forward out the window. I was on my tip toes when I heard that squelching sound and Hellrider's cry of pain, a glass shard sticking out jabbed into his shoulder.

Distracted by that, he was off balance, just enough for me to lean back so my feet were firmly planted back on the ground and I could turn and give him a good punch to the face knocking him down. The glass shard was still embedded in his shoulder as he tried to get back up, but before he could I kicked him in the stomach and round house kicked him in the head.

He pulled out the glass shard with his free hand and that's when I realised, he doesn't have my mask anymore, now what? He started swinging both his bow staff and the shard at me; I could only keep backing off away from any more windows. BAM! His staff whacked me on the knee, forcing me down. SLASH! He cut me across my shoulder; I fell down to my back and kicked his ribs forcing him down as well.

Quicker than I realised I was, I moved forward and grabbed his bow staff, twisting it so his hands couldn't keep a good grip. BAM! I punched at his shoulder wound, making him let go as I double kicked him in the chest knocking him back. I was now the one that got to my feet quicker, I charged at him before he could do anything else. However, he chucks the glass shard at my face. I use the staff to block it, but in doing so couldn't see him hold out his leg and trip me up.

Using the wall to pull himself up he made his way back down the hallway towards the flight of stairs again, heading upwards towards the roof. He knows he's got me, if I go up there I risk having my identity exposed…again. But with those people outside watching the chaos from outside, one of them must have thought about calling the police by now. Now I've really got to work fast to get Hellrider and myself out of here before they arrive.

But I couldn't do it on my own, I brought my phone out and called Ultra Kid. ''Guys, I need help.''

''Thomas! Where the hell are you? Emeraldian won't tell us anything!'' He shouted down the other line.

''I told her not to tell, but tell her I told her she can tell now!''

At first there was no answer, only a bit of stuttering on the other side. ''Wait, who can tell who told what?''

I sighed heavily in frustration. ''I've got Hellrider; Emeraldian knows the way just follow her and hurry. I need to drag him out of here before the police arrive.''

''Just let the police have him!'' He protests.

''No, now just hurry up and get here!'' I told him before hanging up and making my way towards the stairs.

Still holding onto Hellrider's bow staff, I made it to the top and pushed open the door. So looks like it was going to be a roof top battle after all. The rain was falling heavier; it actually felt like I was being pulled down by the sheer force. After a while I finally found Hellrider standing near the edge of the roof, I advanced on him and that's when he pulled out this long, thick samurai sword from behind his back. I froze up with fear, this is just great.

''This was what I was holding at the time,'' He said. His voice gravelly and broken. ''The night my father died, when nearly everything I loved was lost. All because of some punks that wanted extra cash. They weren't scared of me holding this, but seeing that look on your face now is just priceless. I'm not going to be ignored, I'm taking back this city my way.''

He's really gone off the rails now, a part of me just wants to run off now before the police get here or I do something stupid…or maybe both. But if I lose him now, who knows how many people he could kill before we meet again, people with families or maybe innocent. I stand my ground and keep the bow staff close by as I face him. ''Are we really going to do this?''

''You knew it was going to end this way!''

You know, for a split second there I thought…he's right.

We both charged at each other, I was careful not to slip in the puddles that had already formed underneath me, but maybe that was it. Taking a huge risk, he slashes his sword towards me as I fell on my knees and slide under the blade while slamming the staff against his ribs. I didn't have time to think of how cool that must have looked, because was back up and attacking me in an instant.

I used the staff to block as many times as I could, but I was too afraid to really get close and land another hit. Sure I've dealt with swords before, but Hellrider was in another league I couldn't afford to miss one step. He jabbed straight at me; I moved to the side and kneed him in the stomach hard. BAM! He elbowed me in the back, knocking me to the ground.

The tip of his sword skids along the ground as he tries to cut me in half; I manage to roll backwards avoiding the blade. BAM! He then kicks me back; I crash into the small wall on the edge of the roof. The gasps alerted me to the people below, so I don't turn around and instead move out of the way. But he knows that I don't have my mask, and I've got an identity to protect. So he blocks my path and forces me back towards the edge once more.

He slammed his sword down towards me, and I use the staff to block the blow and hold him in place. He continues pushing me down, and the slippery surface means that my back was sliding uncomfortably over the edge. Shifting the staff one way and my body the other, I slip out of the way and run backwards out of the eye witnesses sights.

But without even knowing, his bow staff had slipped out of my hands and across the ground. Well this is fantastic, note the sarcasm. He readies his sword for another strike and comes at me; all I can do now is keep as far from him as possible and hope that the others make it before the police do. He stabs at me; I move out of harm's way and grab his hands forcing him down.

BAM! He head butts me on my temple and stamps on my foot hard, but I hold on for dear life. He keeps trying to stamp and kick at my legs but I don't let go, however I realise that's not what he's trying to do. With all my attention on the sword, I never noticed that with every stamp and kick, he's been moving back towards the edge with the watchers down below. We were practically on the edge now, my face clear for all too see, the rain was still falling heavy so I prayed that was enough cover for me. I can't afford to take the chance, I let go with one hand and punch at his shoulder again…but my other hand slips thanks to the rain and he moves faster than I do.

GLITCH!

Imagine the worst pain you've ever felt, like every hit or cut you've ever received in your life all gathered into one spot and the pain was a thousand times worse…that's close to what it felt like for me. Everything just seemed to stop, Hellrider was motionless and I couldn't see the rain drops around me anymore. My hands uncontrollably drifted to the sword he still held, the blade tucked into my stomach.

I can't inhale anymore; the air wouldn't reach my lungs. He pulls his sword out, my breath returns but ragged and they were more like cries. I fall to my knees and clutch my stomach, blood dripping into the puddles so much I can't see my own reflection. Just one little slip, all it took was one little slip of my hand and he got me. But why isn't he finishing me? I can't move my hands, they were numb, I'm easy prey.

I look up; he just stood there with his sword still in his hand, my blood dripping down the edge. Oh God, that's my blood, I can't see how much, my vision could only focus on certain spots. He finally makes his move, but not towards me, instead he runs for his bow staff and heads for the door to the stairs leaving me here.

There was no feeling below my chest, and my heart felt so heavy that it was going to pop out of my chest. I slumped to the ground, my face half drowning in my own blood puddle; it was the vilest thing I ever tasted. Then I couldn't taste anything, then I couldn't smell anything, I couldn't feel anything or even hear anything anymore…and then I couldn't draw any breath anymore. Soon enough, I couldn't see anymore, it was like drifting to sleep, you don't know when it happened.

Blinded at first, there was a light that forced me to keep my eyes closed…oh no, I'm dead, I'm in heaven. No, not yet! I can't be dead yet! How could I have been so stupid? All because I just didn't want to kill Hellrider, now I can't ever see the others again, my friends, Jenna, Rachael, I'm dead to them now. I force my eyes open…huh…heaven looks a lot like a hospital room.

''Hello?'' I call out…my voice! You know that dream feeling you get when you talk but it doesn't feel like it's coming out of your mouth? Well I can feel it hear, I'm alive! I'm alive! I'm…AHHHH! Oh God, that hurts!

''Thomas?'' I hear Jenna's voice, that's the sweetest sound I've ever heard hearing my sister's voice again. Oh boy, but now that leaves something else to think about…my identity! If I'm alive that must mean the police found me and brought me in, but I was still in my costume. Jenna is going to have a field day with me, but you know what? I don't care, as long as I'm alive and able to see her again, let her rip my hair out and stuff my mouth with soap, I don't care anymore! ''Careful,'' She says holding my hand. ''That's a nasty scar you've got, you're lucky they stitched you up quickly.''

''How long have I been out?'' I asked.

''Nearly four days!''

''Four days?'' Oh man, no way I can hide my identity now. ''Jenna, before you say anything, I'm really sorry about what happened.''

She lifts an eyebrow at me. ''What? You didn't start the fight did you?''

Okay, now it was my turn to lift an eyebrow at her. ''What?''

''Well the others told me you were stabbed by some mugger; they found you and called the police. Honestly, I'm thinking about putting a lease on you! I just can't believe how many times you can get hurt.''

I'm just speechless! The others got to me in time and saved my life! If I was able to move, I'd be jumping up and down on the bed with joy. Instead, I've only got enough strength to lift my head up and see the scar across my stomach. I felt sick just looking at it, knowing that was the closest I've come to death made me sink back into my pillow. I turned my head to Jenna. ''Where are the others?''

''They're outside; they were pretty worried about you too. I'll get them in a minute,'' She leans down and kisses me on my forehead. ''Please don't ever scare me like that again, after what happened with Omega Kid…funny enough it happened just before you were attacked.''

''Wait, what?'' I gasped out.

''Just down the street from were the others found you, Omega Kid was fighting someone. People saw him stabbed with a large sword. They haven't found the body; they believe the person he was fighting took it. Thomas…I think Omega Kid is dead!''

Sickness feeling returned in the blink of an eye, I just don't know what to say at the moment. How can I be here and Omega Kid not? How can they say that I'm dead without even finding my body? This can't be happening.

To Be Continued…

So how was that? Now the world thinks Omega Kid is dead, how will Thomas deal with this? And is this the last we will see of Hellrider? These questions shall be answered soon, until next time, take care and thanks.