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1 Hour Later (10:25 PM)

Sgt, Yates' PoV

I arrive at the scene, which for some reason we had to wait for 2 hours to get access to it. I step out of the cat, where about a dozen more have blocked the entire street.

I take a look at the charred and damaged building before heading inside. The whole place is a wreck after that fire, which took about 30 minutes to put out. I walk past burned corpses, sealing anything I could find in an evidence bag, which was only really 3 things in total.

"So, whatcha got?" Mitch asks me as I head to my car.

"Couple of things. A bullet casing and a bullet about 7 meters from it, and a dropped gun. That's it." I say, giving Mitch the evidence.

"How about you?" I ask him.

"Well, we talked to some witnesses who were nearby during the whole ordeal. They said some guys came in a van, and stormed into the building. They then heard some sort of explosion, but not the one that engulfed the building in flames. They said they saw some smoke coming out of the entrance, but not much. The van drove off, but the explosion didn't happen yet, then there was a gunshot heard, and a couple of minutes after, an explosion." Mitch reads from his notebook.

"And the security footage?" I hear a deep, raspy voice from behind me, which I recognised immediately.

"Where the fuck were you?" I ask Mysterion.

"I asked first." He smirked.

"We figured that since the whole building went in flames, the security tapes were lost. If you somehow managed to-" I get cut off when the vigilante pulls out a tape. Of course he found it before we did.

"It's from the last hour that it was activated, so it'll greatly help with our ordeal. As for where I was, I saw the explosion, but from a car that was heading back to South Park." He explains.

"Did you see the video?" He adds.

"Everyone has saw it by now. Within the last hour, it has been uploaded to YouTube and has almost 500,000 views. We are in the process of tracking down anyone who knew this "Dave" guy. As for the nutjob with the helmet, we have narrowed down our suspe-" He cuts me off again.

"Leopold Stotch. There's your suspect." He says, with a hint of sadness in his voice.

"Are you fucking kidding me?!" I scream. All other cops from South Park glance at us for a few seconds, before going back to what they were doing.

"The kid that killed his own parents and then disappeared for 2 years is the guy that killed over 50 people? How are you so sure about this?" I ask him.

"I recognised his face immediately. And, he was my friend…" He says with his head low.

"Do you think he's going to live up to his threat? Do you think he can drive Denver and South Park into madness?" I ask Mysterion, who raises his head, now with a more angry look in his eyes.

"2 years ago he kickstarted the crime wave that took over our town. I won't let him bring it back. You better check out that security footage." And with that, Mysterion grapples away into the darkness.

45 Minutes Later (11:10 PM)

I arrive back at the station, taking the tape with me. I put it into our own security camera system, starting from 30 minutes before the explosion.

What the hell happened there?

3 Hours Earlier (8:10 PM)

Dave's PoV

I go into the camera room, cup of coffee in hand. I put my feet up on the desk, sipping the hot drink as the usual happens in the station: nothing goddamn interesting. I start checking my Facebook news feed. Aww, my sister posted a cute picture of her daughter! Like. Ah, memes on how Transformers 5 is shit! Lovely. Like. Like. Heart. Like. 'Hilarious lol smiley face'. Heart. Wait, what the hell is going on?

I put my phone away, finally paying attention to the cameras. What looks to be a smoke bomb is in the centre of the room, and people are collapsing! What the fuck! They're on the floor, rolling around, spazzing out. The hell? Suddenly, men with jerry cans enter the room, with another person with some weird helmet and a turquoise costume with a dark green cape comes in. The fuck? He starts kicking around the people on the floor. All men seem to have some sort of breather device on their mouths and noses. Holy Shit.

Suddenly, two men burst into my security room, hitting me in the stomach and throwing me outside. The gas gets inhaled into my lungs, where I also collapse onto the floor, coughing, with my body out of control.

My vision goes blurry, and everything becomes dizzy. I see the man in the helmet bringing in big oil drums, and red sticks! Oh no. I attempt to gain control over myself, reaching for my gun. I manage to unholster it, aiming it at the man with the cape. I aim at his head before pulling the trigger. I then hear a -clank- the bullet hits his helmet. The man doesn't fall, or even react. He just turns around and walks to me. Two more men kick the gun from my hand and start to beat me up, but I hear the costumed figure ordering them to stop. He comes closer, before he's suddenly up in my face.

"Take him." He smiles before I feel a blow to my head.

Before everything goes black.

1 Hour Later (9:10 PM)

I wake up, sitting in some room with a lamp shone in my face. I try to get up, not realising that I was tied to the chair. I then get a baseball bat to the face, making me and the chair tip over. I get pulled back up, where the costumed man comes back into my view, still with that sick smile on his face. His helmet is quite weird, made out of some shiny silver metal, and sort of shaped like Magneto's helmet from X-Men.

The man pulls out a syringe, before stabbing it into my chest.

"Arghhh!" I cry, as he injects weird liquid into my veins. The world around my starts to shake. Oh, oh my God! The horrors of it all! THE BLOOD!

Whatever I saw disappears, as I get more liquid poured down my throat. The man then grabs a camera, before walking to a nearby laptop on a table. He taps a few keys, before shoving the camera in my face.

"Tell the audience your name. TELL THEM YOUR NAME!" He screams.

"M-my, name is Dave." I say.

"Tell them where you work." He says in a more calm fashion.

"D-Denver U-U-Union Station, please don't hurt me." I beg.

"And what exactly happened, to the station?" He asks.

"It- it, um-" He cuts me off as he turns the camera towards himself.

"IT GOT BLOWN TO SMITHEREENS! HAHAHA!" He laughs maniacally.

"Listen, everyone. What happened at that station, is just the beginning." He giggles.

"To Mysterion: Chaos is coming, and you won't be able to stop it." He says, before bursting out laughing and setting the camera down.

"As for you, you have been a very bad boy recently! HAHAHAHAHA!" He pulls out the syringe again.

"No, no, not the syringe, not the- AGHHHHHHHHH!" He injects me again, and all the nightmares come back. They torture me for a while, before I hear a loud -BANG- and suddenly, everything goes black.

3 Hours Later (12:10 AM)

Mysterion's PoV

I sneak around the car park building, trying to find where the report came from. I then grapple up two floors above me, climbing up and hearing some suspicious activity. I hide behind a car before seeing a man beating up a woman, taking her handbag, and shoving her into his black jeep. I quickly dash to the car, but he must've seen me, as he speeds off, heading down to the bottom. I quickly run to the edge of the road, watching the jeep head down to the ground floor, before jumping down and perfectly landing on his jeep, making the jeep stop.

I slam the dude's head into his steering wheel, before pulling him out of the jeep, handcuffing him and leaving him unconscious on the side of the car park. I then break off one of the jeep's back doors, freeing the woman inside. She thanks me, as I hand her back her purse, handbag, phone, and anything else that was taken from her. I wish her safe travels before grappling to the top of the car park building, giving me a great gliding point. I jump off the roof, leading into a perfect glide as I continue to grapple and glide my way through the city. I see a Police helicopter nearby, around where a bridge is, and I grapple and glide my way there.

I arrived there, where I see a few cop cars and a man on the side of the bridge. I pull out my binoculars to get a closer look. He looks like he's about to commit suicide. A crowd is gathered around the place, and it seems his family is trying to convince him not to do it. I see him nod his head, and he starts to turn around, but he slips, and staggers backwards before falling off the bridge. I quickly glide there, catching him just before he hits the water. I hear the crowd cheer from above as I grapple us both up there. The man embraces his family, who all thank me. However, I think it's time to call it a night.

I pull out my gun and shoot myself in the head, letting my limp body fall into the water, knowing that those people up there wouldn't remember it anyway.

At least I won't be tired.

A/N: First off, thank you for yet another review AnonymousPoet! Second off, if this chapter is the worst so far, I wouldn't blame you. School has been such a bitch recently (WHY DO CHRISTMAS EXAMS EXIST?!) So I probably won't update this until after my tests are done, unfortunately. However, this does give me more time to think about this story, so hopefully the next chapter will be great!

Thanks for reading!