Chapter 3

Note: In case you are wondering about my previous chapter regarding Katie's friends, I am mainly referring to her friends that were seen in the beginning of the comic. I am referring to her short friend as Erika, even though that was the name of her best friend in the movie, and the blonde one is Abigail in this one, who was mentioned in a panel in the comic when Dave talked to her.

So the next day, I decided to go visit Mindy, who was now living with her mother, as well as her stepfather, who happens to actually be a cop, unlike her late psychopathic father who lied about his background.

No disrespect intended, but I feel that the only reason I got into that mess a while back was because the guy had an unhealthy obsession with comics, at least unhealthier than mine, trained his own little girl to be a killing machine with no real motive behind it and lied to his own daughter in the process, as well as put her life in danger. As for me, who knew that the guy I was teaming with was a double-crossing asshole who actually admitted that he beat his meat to seeing me suffer?

But then again, she did save my ass those times. I could've been killed right there and then when I was in the same apartment with Eddie Lomas because even I knew I was in over my fucking head. Or that time when I was being tortured by those mobsters, only to be saved yet again.

Sure, she may have saved my ass, but I think she owes me a lot more than I owe her. I saved her from her own lifestyle that her nutjob of a dad put her through and when I finally saw her cry over her dad's death, I knew that deep down she was more human that I had thought she was. So I had to reunite her with her mother, who never stopped searching for her.

I arrived at her mom's house and knocked on the door. I know I came unannounced, but it wouldn't hurt to surprise Mindy.

I rang the doorbell. It opened and it was Mindy's mom.

"Dave? Hi, this is quite a surprise." Said Mindy's mom.

"Hello, is Mindy home?" I asked, though a little nervous.

"Yes, she is, I'll go get her." Said Mindy's mom. "Mindy, someone's here to see you. You want to come in?"

"Sure." I said, while scratching the back of my head.

I was talking with Mrs. MacCready in the living room, trying to see how her daughter's been, maybe keeping out of trouble.

"So, Mrs. MacCready, I…" I said, before being interrupted.

"Please, don't call me that. I haven't been a "MacCready" in about a decade." Said Mindy's mom. "It's Williams now and has been for quite some time. Plus, the other name brings back some unwanted memories of my ex-husband."

"I'm sorry to hear about that, Mrs. Williams." I said, though kind of looking away in the process.

"Anyway, Mrs. WILLIAMS," I said, trying to correct myself. "I was wondering, how has Mindy been lately?"

"She's been doing fine," said Mrs. Williams. "She's been keeping herself out of trouble mostly. She doesn't have a problem defending herself, but after doing that to those two bullies, nobody picks on her. If anything, she's a popular kid."

Mindy is coming down the stairs and sees us talking.

"Dave?" said Mindy.

"Oh, hey Mindy." I said, as me and Mindy's mom turn our attention towards her.

"I'll leave you two alone." Said Mrs. Williams, who gets up and goes to do other housework.

"Hey, Mindy. How have you been?" I asked.

"I've been fine, just trying to get used to this life, but I am happy." Said Mindy. "So, why are you here?"

I started to tense up a bit. This wasn't going to be easy to ask, especially seeing this girl kill lots of mobsters and thugs. I don't think she would do it to me, but there has been very little violence in her life as of late.

"Mindy, I don't know how to ask you this, but I need your help." I said, still feeling a little tense.

"Why, what's up?" asked Mindy.

"You see, I did something that I know is going to cause me to get the shit beat out of me again and I was wondering if you could…" I said.

"If I could what?" Mindy asked again, still wondering what is going on.

"Train me to kick this fucker's ass." I said, without hesitation this time.

Mindy saw what was going on. Rather than feel like she was being used, she realized why I needed her help. It wasn't like I was going to ask her to kick Carl's ass, though it would just be hilarious if that happened, but I wanted help because I wanted to finally beat that motherfucker down. Not only did I want to get revenge on Katie for the shit she had been giving me, but I also want to get back at Carl for doing Katie's dirty work on me.

"You know what, Dave?" Mindy asked. "I would like to help you, but I got used to living a violent-free life. It hasn't been that long since I killed the Genovese mob family, even though his son was the last one left, but you kicked his ass."

"Yeah, but that was with the help of broken chair legs." I said. "That would be considered unfair if I used batons or sticks. Besides, my superhero days are over, at least for now. But this could also help if I ever need to be Kick-Ass again. Besides, it's not like I will get seriously hurt. I still have those metal plates in my head."

Mindy saw right through me that I needed her help. She then realized that she owed me after I saved her from the life she had lived before.

So me and Mindy went to some boxing gym a few blocks away from where she lived. I figured that she could train me a little. Here's hoping that I could at least learn a few tricks before Carl tries to beat the shit out of me once again.

Mindy's mom and stepfather had a membership at this place. Considering how Mrs. Williams was the wife of a cop, she would also need to handle herself better. She also brought Mindy in case she were to want to vent out her anger.

As we got in, we noticed that the place was open season. Not a lot of people were there, except for maybe a few trainers, as well as a receptionist.

"Hey, Mindy." Said the receptionist, looking a little confused. "Where's your mom?"

"Oh, she couldn't make it. I brought along a friend of mine instead." Said Mindy.

The receptionist looked at me and looked like she wanted to laugh a bit.

"Damn, no offense, but you really need to work out." Said the receptionist, with a look on her face like she wanted to laugh at me.

"Fuck you, bitch." I said, under my breath as I turned around and walked away.

"What did you say?" asked the receptionist, not hearing what I had said.

"Oh nothing, never mind." I said.

So I spent a couple of hours lifting a few weights, doing a lot of cardio, as well as sparring with Mindy, which proved that this wouldn't be easy.

"What the fuck, Dave?" said Mindy, looking at me while I was lying on a mat after she had knocked me down. "I thought you were serious about this."

I got up and tried to throw another punch, only for Mindy to block it and do a massive takedown on me.

"Dave, if you want to kick that guy's ass so badly, why don't you just try to pretend that I am him?" asked Mindy.

It was then I started thinking of all the abuse I had received from Katie, the beating I took from Carl. My rage started going up, but then I had to hold back because there was no way I was going to hit a little girl.

"Sorry, Mindy," I said, still with the anger in there, but I calmed down just to say this. "I have a lot of rage in me, but there's no way I am going to hit you. I'm sorry, but I don't little girls."

I can definitely see that this civilian lifestyle has developed a different side. I mean, seriously, when I knew her as Hit-Girl, she would have been all on me for saying that. Instead, she called over a trainer.

"Okay, Dave, since you put it that way," said Mindy. "I want you to pretend that Chuck here is Carl. Let's see that rage."

I went back to try to rethink of all of the abuse that I had gone through. The rage instantly came back.

I took a look at the trainer. I can definitely see that my attacks won't have an effect on him, as muscular as he was. A scrawny guy like myself wouldn't be able to take down a little girl, let alone a brawny guy like that. But I have to take my chances. Here goes nothing.

I rushed right towards him and grabbed him by the legs and took him down, much to everyone's surprise. I got him on the ground in a mounted position and started punching him. With or without padded gloves on, I couldn't even begin to see how this guy was starting to get bruised and bloodied and this is coming from a walking beanpole such as myself.

Mindy then tackled me off of him, just to restrain me.

I don't know what came over me. Was I really this tough or was it just an adrenaline rush from all this anger?

Mindy came to me and told me that it was a good demonstration. She had never seen me do that. I know that she was able to handle herself against those bullies.

I then apologized to the trainer. He was cool about it, surprisingly. Enough that he would train me. He said that he has never seen such power from a skinny guy like me and would be willing to give me free lessons for a month and let me work out for free for a month as well. I think it would be a good idea, if I were to ever wear the green suit again, as well as defend myself.

So later on, me and Mindy went back to her house. It was nice day to do this. Plus, it doesn't hurt that this could also be crucial to getting revenge.

While the porn site deal was straightforward, I only sensed that Carl would come after me this week at school.

After today, I will definitely ready for him.