I was in so much pain.
My vision was blurry, my back was burning, and my powers were failing. I was fighting this metal dude, and he sent me crashing through the top of a SEPTA bus. Now, I'm trying to get all of the people out of here before he crushes us all to death. The only person left is this old racist dude, that refused to let me save his life. To make matters worse he just called me a nigger. Me. The guy putting his body through hell to save his life. So, I said fuck it. If he wants to die then he can go right ahead.
"Fine, you wanna be a bigot? Then die asshole." I shouted at the racist old man in front of me. I pulled out my Desert Eagle and shot him 5 times, 4 in the chest and 1 in the head. I stopped trying to slow down and quickly teleported to the ground, collapsing immediately.
I looked up and saw the bus get smashed into the shape of giant metal sphere, instantly crushing the racist prick's corpse. I looked to my left and saw all the people from inside the bus looking at me. I looked to the right and the metal guy was staring at me, angry at the fact that I wasn't dead. That whole encounter took place in a few real time seconds, but to me it felt like hours. My entire body was completely fatigued, my back was killing me, my arms were throbbing in pain, my legs were numb, and don't even get me started on the headache I was dealing with.
"You guys need to get out of here." I said to the people I rescued. I tried to sound strong, but my words came out in tired gasps of air. "That guy over there won't hesitate to kill you, so hurry up and get outta here. Please." I begged them.
The mom and her kids took off, and so did Jake. But, the rest of them stayed and made a wall in front of me.
"No." One of them spoke up. He looked like he was in his mid thirties. "We aren't gonna let him kill you after you saved our lives." He said, getting words of agreement from the others. I appreciated their support, but it was still unbelievably dumb. This guy was gonna walk right through them.
"I appreciate this, I really do, but watching you people die after I just went through so much pain to save you is only gonna make my day worse. If you really want to help me please just listen to what I'm saying and get as far away from here as possible." I urged them. They didn't listen and they just kept standing there as Dashawn stalked his way toward us.
"We aren't going anywhere." Said another person.
"Yea, we can help you like you helped us." A lady in a nurse scrubs shouted.
They all proudly stated their own words of defiance. They stood tall, ready to fight and die for me.
Metal guy kept walking forward, a big grin plastered on his face. "Oh you, a hero now huh? These your lil sidekicks? That's adorable. Time to die little Robins." He brought his right arm back and it turned into a huge blade. He swung forward and all the people realized immediately how stupid their plan was. I could have tried to save them sure, but I was too tired to save a bunch of prideful idiots.I slumped down on my back, looking up at the sky, and listened as my would be saviors were cut down. My powers were all but drained, and if used them anymore I'd put myself in a "time coma" where my powers would freeze me in time until they could properly recharge.
"You got a good heart kid. I respect that, but you never should have fucked with the FKD." Dashawn said, raising his blade arm in the air, about to bring it down on my chest.
All of a sudden time stopped and I heard a very familiar voice say "Nah man, this ain't where we die at. Get on ya feet fight buddy boy." I looked at my feet and I saw myself, but older. He had on the same jacket I was wearing over a white tank top with some faded blue jeans.
"What the fuck? How are you… how am I… what the hell is happening?" I asked bewildered.
"It's kinda complicated, but the short version is technically I'm not you. Well I'm you, but not this you. I'm from a different timeline. I was just passing through and I saw you could use some help." Alternate me said, walking up to me and pulling me to my feet. As soon as he grabbed my hand I felt inexplicably rejuvenated. The pain in my muscles was gone and I could feel my powers flowing through me.
"What'd you do to me? I feel so much better now." I asked myself. This was so meta.
"We have the power to make each other stronger. There are a whole lot of us in the multiverse. Some of us control time, some of us control metal, some of us don't even have powers in the first place. But we all have the ability to make each other stronger with the slightest touch. The multiverse is a crazy place and when you figure it out come find me." He opened a portal and stepped through. He poked his head back in and said, "Oh, and if I were you, which I am, I'd get ready, cause that guy's gonna be one tough cookie. Trust me, I've been there." And with that he ducked back through the portal.
I didn't have time to think about what just happened, because as soon as time played and Dashawn stuck his sword into the concrete under my former position, I could tell he was beyond pissed.
"You motherfucka! Why the fuck won't you die?!" He shouted and then swung his blade at me. I ducked under it and then fell through a portal into the air.
"I guess it just isn't my time yet." I quipped, pulling out my grenade launcher and firing four grenades at him. He put up shield to block them but I anticipated that and froze them in midair. When he saw that nothing exploded, he lowered his shield and was met with four simultaneous explosions in his face. He was sent tumbling backwards on the ground, but he expertly rolled back onto his feet and shot a long shard of metal at me. I opened a portal in front of me that sent the shard back at him. It didn't pierce his metal covered skin, but if his pained grunt told me anything, it definitely hurt.
I followed that up with a space rocket that slammed into him and threw him back a few feet. His arm turned into it's blade form and he charged at me with a war cry. He stabbed his arm forward but I jumped onto it at the last second and pinned it to the ground. I increased the mass in my fists and slowed down time. I started hammering him with lightning quick punches to the face, he didn't even have time to react because time was moving slow for him.
When I was done my combo time sped back up and he went flying down the street, crashing into a parked car and then taking the car with him into the side of a building.
I looked to my right and saw some 16 year old recording the whole fight from a block away. I don't know how much he recorded, but I know this was definitely gonna be all over the internet. The metal dude came out of the hole in the side of the building and yelled furiously. He started picking up cars from the street with his powers and chucking them at me.
I slowed down time and proceeded to jump, flip, duck, and dodge out of the way of the cars, using gravity to acrobatic movements easier. I used a portal to deflect the last car back at him. It slammed into him and pinned him against a wall. I thought I had him when the ball shaped bus he tried tried to crush me in slammed into me and threw me across the street. He threw the car off of him and made another magic carpet thing and started surfing through the air.
"That fucking hurt asshole." I used gravity to float me in the air and shot bullets of condensed space at him. I put a portal in front of me and threw a heavy mass punch through it. He flew back but quickly righted himself. He flew back through the portal, grabbed me by the throat and started pounding me in the stomach. I focused mass into my foot and kicked him off me. I put a portal behind him and used it to teleport him back to me and cracked him in the jaw with a mass infused punch. He slammed into the ground hard enough to crack the concrete. I pulled the rocket launcher out of my inventory and shot four rockets at him from above. I teleported away and watched as they slammed into him with devastating force. The shockwave tore past me with force, kicking up dirt and debris.
I stood there with a confident smile on my face, sure that I had beat him. But when the dust settled I saw a huge metal cocoon in the center of the crater.
"NO! No fucking way did you just do that!" I yelled, completely furious. The cocoon started to unravel and sure enough he was standing there completely unscathed. "Is that all you got?" He said, arrogantly.
That pissed me off. "Just fuckin die ya fuckass!" I shouted. I lifted him off the ground with gravity and started to crush him with invisible platforms, I took armor piercing bullets for one of my high caliber sniper rifles and just shot them at him with blinding speed using my control over matter. I was so sure I had him. I didn't think it would be possible for him to get out of this. But then I felt an excruciating pain in my chest. I looked down and saw a metal pole sticking out of my chest. I dropped to the ground and since I couldn't focus I let go of the metal guy. He dropped to the ground with a thud and stretched out his back. He walked up to me and his hand turned into a sword. "Told ya you was gonna die nigga." He raised the sword up and was about to bring it down on my face, but at the last second I put a portal underneath me and fell through it. I didn't care where the other one was as long as it wasn't there. I came through the other side in an alleyway. I sped up my perception so I could work fast. I knew I only had a few moments. I yanked the pole out of my chest and quickly focused on the time around my body. I rewound my chest to how it was before I got impaled and then focus on speeding up my healing process for the rest of my body. Luckily rewinding the time also fixed my shirt so I didn't have huge hole in it.
"Fuck that was close." I said, relieved. "This ain't over yet though." I opened a portal above the area I was just fighting in and looked through it. The metal prick was standing there on the phone. I hopped through the portal and used gravity to slow my fall. The guy wasn't covered in metal anymore, so I could see what he looked like like. He was black, which I knew from the start, and he looked to be about 40 years old. I creeped my way over to him and listened to his conversation.
"He got away…. He's a slippery little pussy. I had him on the ground with a pole sticking through his chest and right before I could fuck his shit up the bitch disappeared…. Don't worry I'll find him and when I do he finna die." He said and hung up the phone.
I pulled a Desert Eagle out of my inventory and pointed it at his head. "Hey buddy." He whipped around ready to block. "Say hello to Lucifer for me." I sped up my perception and slowed down time. I threw a time bubble at him and froze him in place. I emptied the entire clip into the bubble where his head was. I pulled an Assault Rifle out and emptied the clip into his chest. The bullets stopped when they reached the bubble. I took a few steps back and canceled the bubble. Each of the bullets hit him at the same time and completely destroyed him since he wasn't covered in metal. There were countless holes in his body and his face. He fell to the ground, blood spilling out into the street.
"Fuckin piece of shit." I kicked him in the side for good measure. I saw his phone on the ground and picked it up, maybe I could find out some more information from it. I checked his body for any cash, he had about $200 on him. Not bad. That bit of money reminded me of the money that was supposed to be at the meet up. I teleported back over there but there was no one there. The truck was still there though, I looked inside and sure enough in the passenger seat there was a briefcase stacked with bills of all values. I threw it into my inventory, opened a portal inside the living room back home and jumped through.
"What the fuck?!" Mr. Johnson yelled in surprise from his spot on the couch. "Jesus Christ, Aiden, you scared the hell outta me." He gathered his sense and got re-situated on the couch.
"Sorry about that boss, you said to be discreet about coming and going so I figured I might as well just hop in from now on." I said and made my way over to the dining room table. I pulled out the briefcase of money and started counting bills.
"That's a lot of money." Mrs. Johnson said, walking in from the kitchen. "Where'd you get it?"
"From the FKD. They forgot about it when I ambushed their meeting with some Cartels. It doesn't matter they're too dead to care now." I said with a chuckle.
"Hmm. So you find it funny how they're all dead? That's nice to know." She said sarcastically.
"It is nice, ain't it sweetheart? The way I see it, they were gonna kill me anyway, so why should care if they're dead? They shouldn't have killed my mom, now they're getting what they deserve." My voice took on a darker tone and I could have swore I sounded like that voice in my head at certain points. It was probably nothing though. I grabbed my money and teleported to my room and continued counting.
Who gives a shit what that old lady thinks anyway.