Ch. 4 Steel

Flint stood ontop of a building overlooking the entire town. His expression lost in thought.

"The Town of Elmore..." he said to himself. His ears twitched as something behind stood up. He turned and faced a tall 4 metered shadow. Flint didn't even need to look up at it. He turned his gaze back to the town. The shadow creature had no legs or feet. It's hands were long and the fingers sharped like claws as the arms trailed up to the body. Its' head had not what you call eyes, but more of white holes. Almost as if the creature was drawn lazily with a paint brush. Flint yawned.

"Alright, what's the report?" he said to it. The shadow just hissed. Flint could understand the hiss. He should know, he was imprisoned with them. "I see... show me what you found." Flint said. The creature drew back and pulled out sword sheath. Flint took it and examined it. "And where's the key?" Flint asked it. The creature was silent. Flint sighed and threw the sheath of the building. "I don't need the holder, I need the actual thing. Now go out and find it!" he said as his temper gripped him. It slowly melted into the ground and then vanished.

"Hmph. Those damn souls keep screwing things up!" He jumped off the building and let himself free fall. As he fell, the image of Gumball appeared in his mind. "That boy... he's the host?" Flint's eyes glinted slyly. "This era just keeps getting more interesting!" He increased his falling speed. He flipped over and landed on his feet, a crater formed underneath him. He got up and brushed himself off.

Gumball turned on his street and looked for his house. It wasn't long befire he found it. The paint on the house chared, but a bit of blue could still be seen. He walked up its' steps and opened the door. The house inside was exactly the same as it was when they left. Gumball walked up the stairs and into his room. He started rummeging through some papers on the floor. He felt someone took shelter in their house and then moved on. Because something stood out of the papers. Gumball picked it up and read it:

The Elmore Time News

Mayor Elmore has declared the city under quarentine and fled away in a helicopter. He left the town's aid to his closest friend, and most organized and successful buisness man, Tyrone Raptor, who is the boss of the Happy Rainbow Factory company. For years, the Happy Rainbow Factory has progressed the Town of Elmore's industry. Tyrone has schedualed a broadcast at 7:00 P.M. on the Elmore News Channle.

Gumball lost intrest and picked up a map of the Town of Elmore. 'If I am to find Flint, I need to predict where he will strike.' he thought to himself.

You'll know where he is... He leaves a trail...

Gumball looked around. "Okay, now I know I must be hearing things." Gumball said, hoping that whoever said that would reply back.

Silence...

Flint sat in a fast food restruant. He was chowing down on a burger, his feet ontop of the table. Relaxed as he was, he couldn't help but feel giddy at the thought of getting revenge. He looked at his burger and chuckled.

"I make it better." he said. His senses perked. Someone was about to walk into the restraunt. He stayed where he was and acted like he didn't know that person was walking in. The door opened.

"And here, we have a lifetime supply of food. We can live in here till help comes." a deep voice said. A big man led a group of people into the restruant. He stopped and noticed Flint sitting there eating the burger. "Hey! Get outta here you little punk!" the man yelled.

Flint's ears perked up when he heard the cocking of a shotgun. He swallowed the last of his meal and rested his amrs on theback of the seat.

"Relax, guy. Why don't you just sit down?" Flint asked motioning for them to sit down. The man fired off his shotgun. A young man forced the shot gun out of his hand.

"Are you crazy! He's just a kid!" he said.

"He's a street rat is what he is!" the big man said snatching the gun back. They looked over and saw he wasn't there. They heard someone tsk behind them.

Flint stood on the counter with his hands in the trench coat pockets.

"You should be more careful on who you're firing at." Flint said cooly. He tapped his foot as it verberated through the restraunt. "By the way, guy. Let's see if you can actually handle customer service as well as you think." Flint said as smaller versions of the shadow creatures loomed out behind him. The group screamed and tried to make their way out.

No good. They were waiting outside too. They advanced on the people. The creatures mouths opend wide. And soon the screams were silenced. The big man fired at a group of the creatures. They splattered against the wall. Flint walked out of the restruant and wiped his mouth.

"Like I said. I make it better." he chuckled.

Gumball rode on a bike and stopped in front of the Wacky Big Meal restruant. Gumball had found a bike on his way downtown and found it easier to travel with. He heard the commotion in the restruant and went to investigate. He watched to see if anyone would walk out. And sure enough, a wounded big looking man with a shotgun stumbled out of the restraunt.

Gumball pettled up to him.

" Hey mister! Need help?" Gumball asked advancing closer. The man looked up and scowled. He aimed his shotgun at him. Gumball fliched and fell of the bike as the blast of the shotgun missed him. Gumball skipped on the pavement and hit an upturned car. Gumball, dazed, stumbled out of the car and regained his vision.

"Hey! I'm a good guy!" Gumball shouted to him.

"I know full well you are just trying to trick me you red stray!" the man yelled.

'Red stray?' Gumball imagined Flint being here. Gumball shouted from behind cover. "Dude! Look at me, do I look like a red cat?" Gumball said exposing a bit of himself from cover. The man shook his head.

"You just changed your fur color!" He said firing another round. Gumball ducked as the bullets ricocheted off the car.

"I'm not who you think I am! There someone around town that looks exactly like me!" Gumball shouted from behind cover again.

You need to overcome your fear... The best way to get rid of your fear is a flower that burns of red, orange and yellow...

Gumball looked around. There was no fire around except in the buildings. But he couldn't bring fire here. Unless...

The man looked in the cars, hoping to find the street cat that ruined his business. Gumball drew out his claws and quickly went from car to car in a circle formation, cutting their gas containers.

The gasoline oozed down the road up to the man.

"Where are you, you little punk?" the man called out. Gumball positioned himself behind the gasoline and whistled. The man turned towards him.

"Hey, I have a question to ask you." Gumball said.

"Save it punk!" the man said firing another round. Gumball ducked and had his claws at the ready.

"I was gonna ask how you liked your meat? Raw? or..." Gumball scatched the ground. His claws made a spark and it lit the gasoline on fire. "...deep fried?" Gumball smirked. The gasoline trailed up to the man and set him on fire. The man panicked and and ran around in a circle. Gumball backed up. Soon the town rumbled as a chain of explosions lit the night.

Gumball had hid inside a trash can and peeked out of it. The man was no longer there. He exploded into a million bits. Gumball got up and limped to the bike. The fall bruised him.

"I... I'm a murderer..." he said. Gumball thought back on what happened. He didn't quite act like himself.

You didn't murder him...

Gumball questioned the voice. "W-who are you?" he asked the voice. Silence. Gumball had completed his objective. "So, Flint is somewhere in the city. That's a start." he said to himself. He pushed the bike and hopped on. As he rode back to the school, he thought of alot of scenarios on how the event could have been played out. He just sighed and rode off.

Flint stood in the middle of the fire. He was looking down at the charred body of the man. Part of him was no longer intact. Flint kicked the body over.

"Hmm... seems like Steel is giving the boy a bit of adreniline..." Flint said to himself. He picked up the melted shotgun. "Tch. Worthless technology." he threw the gun into the fire and watched it melt. A shadow creature slithered up to him.

"By all means, eat. Extra crispy." Flint said without even looking at the shadow. It slithered up and opened its' mouth wide and began to tear up the charred body. Flint walked past it and stared up at the sky.

'I may have to kill the boy...' he thought.

Tricked ya'! Wasn't gonna give away the name of the shadows that easily. And it seems whoever this Steel guy is, Flint seems to show a bit of hatred to the name. I'll upload another chapter soon. Please don't be shy and give me some feed back so I can make the chapters more interesting. ;)