The number four.
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The night was dark and cold. Car horns sounded as a young teenager ran through a dark alleyway. He took of his and hoodie and revealed himself to be the same mugger from before. He looked around frantically, as if he was looking for someone. He tried to open a door, only to find it was locked with one of those locks you need a key for. He pounded at the door, almost screaming. He backed away from it. Behind him a slightly high-pitched, but gruff voice spoke.
"You were too weak. You weren't prepared." The teen turned around. The man was shrouded in shadow.
"G-get away from me, who even are you?" He asked quickly. The man walked out into the light. He was about 30, and was hunched over slightly. He had shaggy yellow hair,, almost faded a bit. His face was also covered in a very, very, light yellow face makeup. His attire was a dark green suit with a yellow tie and a purple undershirt. His shoes were black.
"I am a man who is going to finish what you started." The teen stared for a minute. The man continued. "You want to see a magic trick? C'mere." He walked up and held the teen by the arms, removing his ability to get away. The man snapped his fingers and a red pixelated heart appeared.
"This is your uh, soul." He let go of the child as he watched the heart. The man produced a white pellet.
"Theses things are called, uh, friendliness pellets. These help your soul to become… strong." He grabbed the kid's soul and held it in his hand. In the other hand, he brought out the pellet.
"Let me share uh, with you, some of my friendliness." He slammed the pellet into the heart as the kid screamed and clutched his chest.
"Did that hurt? I'm sorry." He produced two pellets and slammed them in again. The kid fell down and begged.
"Please, if you're here because of the skeletons, I'm sorry." The man shook his head, his hair moving about.
"No, no, you did a good job, you just let them get to you." He picked the kid up and choked him.
"I won't have that problem." the kid slowly died as the heart broke into tiny pieces. Leaving the kid on the ground, he set the body on fire and and dropped a fake sunflower.
He grabbed a hammer in the alley and broke the lock on the door.
Several people were sitting in a circle, talking and planning. All of them were humans. One, presumably the head, was pointing at a map.
"So, if we do this, and and then go here, we might be able to bomb the damn monsters."
"Oh, that won't work." The same man walked in.
"How the hell did you get in here?" The leader threatenly said.
"I broke the lock with this." He bought out the hammer and showed, proceeding to throw it a guy's head, killing him instantly. A few got up with knives in their hands. He pulled out the teen's gun, pointing it at the leader's head. He moved his pointer finger and said:
"Nuh, uh, uhhh."
"What do you want?" The leader said.
"I want to help you, Now I may be a monster-" some of them got up again.
"But, I want to help you. Now I noticed that some of, uh, you, haven't just gone out and just, killed some of them. What happened? You won the war, di-did your balls drop off? Is that what happened? Hmm?" He paused. "Let's do something about that. Now, I have decided that I am now the head of this, uh, operation. What we can do, is while we can sit in here and jerk each other off about plans, we can also do something and catch one by surprise. They don't have powers, they're just, mutated humans." He got up and out of his seat.
He dropped another fake flower on the table.
"My calling card." He then walked to the door and walked out without another word.
The policemen looked flustered. They looked at the dead body, and then the flower.
"Who is this guy?" One asked.
"I don't know, but whoever he is, he managed to kill someone and then burn them, leave a flower, and then bust a lock on a door." the other added.
"Were there any witnesses?"
"No, no one said they saw or heard anything."
"Let's head back to the station and see if we can find anything else." They got into the car and drove off, unaware that someone was watching them in the shadows. He smiled, and walked out of the alley, hiding his face via hoodie.
He watched on the sidewalk as a burned skeleton walked out of the hospital. A man, who probably works out way too much, purposefully tried to pick a fight.
"Hey, you're in my way, get out!"
He lifted off his hoodie and smiled.
"We are right next to hospital." He pulled out the gun and showed it.
"If want to go there so bad, you could have just said 'hello'." The dude ran away and the man smiled. Putting back on his hoodie, he watched the others walk in a giant SUV.
"Idiots." He said. He followed them, somehow managing to keep up the pace with the car.
It was now dark, he watched Papyrus walk into his house. He walked up to the window and watched him boot up a computer.
He climbed the house and waited for him to go to bed. Thankfully, Papyrus didn't notice him.
He smiled for like the hundredth time, planning his attack.
This is the day he takes the world.
This is going to be fun.
Chapter four! Hope you all liked it.
-Galaxyishigh