I LIKE THIS CHAPTER. I think I kind of made it too overly dramatic, but oh well.
Cyborg 009 (c) Shotaro Ishinomori
Walmart (c) whoever owns Walmart
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I turned around at the sudden voice I heard. It was Black Ghost.
"B-Black Ghost..." I couldn't let this opprotunity pass. I clenched my fist and inhaled. "What do you want with Walmart?!" He stared down at me from the shelf he was standing atop of. "Oh, 004." he chuckled. "Next to 009, you were my favorite. Always trying to run away from what you really are: a murdering machine." I glared at him indignantly. He knew exactly what would get to me. "But to answer your question, what do I want with Walmart, you ask? Why, I want terror among the masses. I want the world to erupt in war and be forever lost to darkness." He pointed to the child in my arms. "And I'll need that to complete my plans."
My jaw dropped open. "001?! What do you want with 001?!" I yelled back at him.
He grinned. "To power my machine of mass destruction, the Armageddon. I need a host with strong enough brainwaves to power my beautiful creation."
"You little-" I lowered 001 to the ground and got on my knee. I popped my kneecap open and shot a missle at him. In the mess of smoke, I got up and grabbed 001 off the ground and ran. It'd be like digging my own grave if I fought Black Ghost alone. I made a run for the dairy isle, all the way across the store. Just then, I saw him, examining the contents of the shelves. Could it be?
"D...Dennis?!"
It couldn't be him. Dennis was dead. Just like...just like Hilda. Suddenly, he looked over his shoulder and grinned at me. "D-Dennis...is it...is it really you? How...How are you here? Why are you here?" I slowly walked closer to him. "You...You're not supposed to be here! You're dead!"
He turned around and faced me. "Oh Albert, it's really me, your old pal Dennis! Don't you believe me?" He grinned.
I started walking to him. "But...you died. I was at your funeral." I paused. "This...This can't be...This is an illusion!"
Suddenly, he whipped his arm at me and grabbed my throat. He pinned me against the wall and grinned.
"Oh, I'm real alright. And deep down in your heart, you really want to believe it's me. Well guess what?" We were now at the same eye level. "I'm working for Black Ghost."
My eyes grew wide and my jaw dropped open. "Dennis, I thought we were friends!"
"That's right. Were. We were friends. But after you married Hilda, I couldn't live with myself, day after day, knowing that you had her and I didn't." he said scornfully. My eyes grew even wider. "Wait. Don't tell me. You...You loved Hilda?"
"Yes, Albert. I loved Hilda. I loved her more than anyone else in the world. And it's your fault she's dead now."
"No! No...It...It was an accident! I didn't know she would die...It's a misunderstanding!" I said.
"Oh, it's a misunderstanding alright. It's a misunderstanding that you're still alive." He clenched my throat and I blacked out.
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LOL I LOVE THIS CHAPTER. A little weird and a little harder to write, but I like it.
And I just made up Dennis. I made him up especially for this. Originally in my dream, I was Albert. YES. I WAS ALBERT. It was like me in his body. Anyway, the part where Albert sees Dennis is different from my dream. Originally, it was my older brother who was there. It wouldn't fit if I used my brother for this story, so I had to change a lot and think of a lot more so it would all fit.
AND I TOTALLY GAYED UP BLACK GHOST, GOOD GRAVY.
Also, before anyone asks, YES, I took elements from Kikaider 01 and the Super Galaxy movie. And stuff lol.