Edgar's demise

*I got reported. So eh, gotta change names again. But hey, I got a solution, so stay put. My *genius* solution is to merely change the last name of the characters, keep the first name. Name changes can be found at the footnote of the story.

Cheers!

Ryan sat with his head in his hands, his hair rustled and uneven. His beard had begun to grow wildly, and he looked like a lightless man. His eyes were dark and empty. Geoff frowned.

"Hey buddy, why not get a drink? It'll make you feel better!" Geoff suggested, holding a drink out. Ryan shook his head, and took the bottle. "That's it, buddy!"

But just as Geoff handed the bottle to Ryan, it was thrown against the wall. Geoff stared in awe at Ryan.

"What the fuck, man? That was an expensive bottle!" He yelled, trying to cup the remains in his hand. Geoff slammed his fist on the ground in frustration. "Ryan, you can't stay like this."

Ryan once again shook his head. "Get out." He shot. Geoff walked out of the room, a bit angry. Ryan sat in the dorm, thinking. His childhood friend, Edgar, had been torn right out of his hand. How foolish could he have been, thinking Edgar wouldn't be injured in such a fight, lest die? He thought back to all the things the others said about the mini-moo.

"Look, Ryan, that things gonna fucking die one day. Good luck coping with that."

"Edgar's a joke, bro, get rid of it. The poor thing!"

"Free Edgar 2013! Let's get it going! The cow needs rights!"
Ryan clenched his fists. The others never understood his relationship with Edgar, and never would. Edgar had been through so much with Ryan.

"Whoa, look at this!" 10 year-old Ryan shouted to his peers, pointing at a lone mini-moo. His classmates quickly rushed to see it. Ryan picked it up in his hands. "My new friend…" Ryan muttered. One child was taken aback by this. "W-what about me?" He asked. Ryan turned his head, his eyes narrow and cold. "I don't like you, Tommy. I have a new friend, and together, we'll rise through the ranks of the world!"

Ryan chuckled. He was quite an ambitious child.

"Hmmm…Edgar? How's that?" 10 year-old Ryan asked the cow. The mini-moo merely stared at Ryan with wide eyes, then after a moment, let out a hefty "Mooooo!"Ryan, being 10 and all, took this as a yes. "Edgar it is!"

Michael opened the door to the dorm.

"You okay, man?" He asked, peaking his head from the door. Ryan looked up. He nodded, and gestured for Michael to leave. Michael nodded, and shut the door slowly. Ryan had been deep in thought. He must bring back Edgar. Somehow. He stood up and stretched. Tonight would be a long night.

2:00 AM, Achieve Men dorm.

Ryan groaned. Dozens of books lay scattered across the desk. Such hard work, so many notes. He had been trying to find out how to reanimate Edgar, and recapture his soul from the next world. It+ would be quite a feat if he pulled it off. It would also feed off of the very life force of Ryan if he attempted it, and it would certainly take some years off of his life-span. Something of this caliber has never been attempted before, for no one wanted to risk death. Many books told of how to pull off a resurrection, but none mentioned any attempts. Ryan read through piles and piles of books, trying to figure out the best way to handle this. He finally found it, in a book titled 'Can the dead live again?' The book mentioned an artifact that had amazing healing powers, and could even piece together a completely severed body. It could even capture a soul and bind it to a body. This ancient artifact was only a myth, and is said to have been created by the ancient, and now deceased Pimponians. The tale was as follows:

The Pimponian race was at war with the Faunus, and were now nearing complete termination. The race was very advanced, and had unbelievably strong auras. One day, as the Pimponian council realized their demise was near, called together a meeting of the people with the strongest auras. Two dozen people showed up to the council. It was decided that their aura power would need to be preserved, for they knew they had amazing talent. The solution was to divert all power into a tower of gold, as one would activate an aura for another person. Once this procedure had finished, the tower was found to have amazing healing abilities. The Pimponians decided it was too strong to let out into the world, and put it into hiding. They named it The Tower of Pimp.

Ryan smirked. "A solution to my problem… Now how to trick the others into helping me find this Tower of Pimp… Hmmm…" He sat propped up on one elbow, thinking fiercely. His mind had been racing from all the excitement, and had not seen Jack walk in.

"Hey, Ryan- What's going on?"

Ryan turned around. "Just doing some research…" He replied.

"On what…?" Jack asked, suspicion in his eyes.

"Just how to make us even stronger." Ryan answered. He had hit the weak spot. The only thing someone with power would want was more power.

"Really? Hmmm…" Jack muttered, now interested. "We do need to get stronger. We've kind of gone a little meh over the years. What is this thing that'll help us?"

Ryan smirked. "Thought you would never ask." He brought the book to Jack, and pointed his notes out. Jack read, nodded every now and then.

"Hmmm… Hey guys, come over here!" Jack yelled into the next room, wanting to start. "It'll give us healing powers. Probably even a stronger aura!"

Ryan laughed silently in his head.

I've got them. Now they'll want to help me get more power…. But in reality, I am using them to resurrect Edgar!

Ryan felt no pity for his group, as he watched their eyes fill with delight at what they thought would give them more power.

*Don't have to read this, but here goes. The names are as follows:

Ryan Heyman

Ray Navaro Jr.

Geoff Ramsii

Gavin Hope

Jack Panini

Michael Jonesy

There! Problem solved. As you can see, these guys are in no way affiliated with the Achievement Hunters. *Wink, Wink*