School was tense. Atmosphere-wise, not me-wise. Always like this after an Endbringer attack, even if it was across the seas. Doesn't matter in the common folk's eyes this was a win beyond anyone's seen before in one of these fights. The Simurgh' Driven away'before she could do any major damage save killing a bunch of politicians as she had arrived right on top of Parliament.
I just know my Aussie friends back home would have cheered in joy if they heard that. I owe the Simurgh a round of beer, for them at least.
"Rory number two! What up my bro? How have you been?" A familiar Rory starts talking to me in the hall after classes are over. My classes anyway. The only significant thing to happen in said class was Anne sending me a rather scathing look. Obviously, her sister complained like a little shit, but jokes on Anne I think angry girls are hot. "You there bud?"
"Oh yeah, sorry just got lost in my head for a sec." I say then stretch out my arms with a yawn. "Didn't sleep much last night."
"Oh? You went out?" Rory the second asks as we start walking. Just walking, keeping pace with each other like true bros. Walking where? I don't fucking know.
"Nah, stayed home. Had someone over."
"Gave up on mystery blonde?"
"I mean, I was only looking for her because who fucking wouldn't look for a girl that sucked you off?" Honestly, I don't think I've been on this side of the school. My comment of getting my dick sucked has a short dark skin toned girl quicken her steps away from us. Honestly fair.
"That's a very good point. So what are you doing this weekend then?" Rory the second concedes then throws another inquiry my way. Lotta questions today. But now I'm honestly also wondering what I'm going to do this weekend. Work? Nah, Shane said that'd take a bit. Drink? That'd annoy the waifus. Yes, Vicky has reached Waifu status through pure force of will. Commendable, really.
"Lisa."
"I'm sorry what?" He stops walking and so I stop with him.
"I'll be doing Lisa." Yes, truly this is the path I must take. I nod to myself at my mind's wisdom.
"You found a girlfriend? Good on you man." Rory the ginger just pats my shoulder with a laugh.
"Eh, it's something." I just shrug and then notice something behind him. We had walked through the halls and outside the building into a little courtyard. A place for people to relax outside without actually being away from the school where the common people are.
I mean sure you can chill on the sidewalk, but this place is basically a mini park with plants and shit. Benches too. And on one such bench is a wild Victoria chatting with a group of girls as she eats lunch. Burger and fries. My stomach rumbles.
"You good man?"
"Yeah, just gimme a sec." I assure the other Rory, then start walking over to Vicky and her gaggle of associates I will likely never learn the names of. "Rejoice Victoria. For I have come." I'm pretty sure one of the said girls is about to tell me to fuck off until Vicky puts her burger down, then quickly turns and hugs my waist. Heh, get bamboozled Vicky, I steal a few of her fries. Something she notices as she immediately lets me go with a cry of outrage.
"You asshole! Buy your own food!" Her cries fall on deaf ears as she glares up at me with her pretty blue eyes. I look her dead in the eyes.
"No." Then I steal another fry. Vicky screeches in rage. I have to hastily dodge her leap out of the seat, and she sails right past me. Only to almost choke as her arms wrap around my neck and her chest pushes into my back. She can fly, I really should have expected this. Toned thighs come up on the sides of my waist as she wraps her legs around me and I now have a Vicky backpack.
"Stop. Stealing. My. Food." Heh, as I said before, angry girls are hot.
"Do you want it back? I can give it back." Cue gagging noises. Vicky is unimpressed. "I'll buy you more jeez." She gives me a kiss on the cheek and then lets me free. It's weird how freely she can move in the air. I'm honestly a bit jealous, I've always wanted to be able to fly. More importantly, It's kinda hilarious how baffled Vicky's friends are at all this.
"Hey sorry I'm late, cafeteria line was taking for- Why are you here?" Wait shit, someone's talking to me.
"I go where the hot blondes take me." Yes, truly that is a fact. I turn to face the person I'm talking to and- oh shit.
"It's a hot blonde, oh fuck." And she doesn't look very amused. Rather, she looks pensive. Vicky pokes me roughly in the side, then floats in front of me with an unimpressed expression, not meeting my eyes.
"This,is my cousin."
"Certainly not Eric, I think I'd recognize him."
"Idiot." Vicky scoffs then turns to face said cousin. "Don't mind him cus, he uses being an ass as a defense mechanism." Oi, don't go telling people that, you bimbo!
"And you know Rory McGrath?" Crystal asks Vicky with a tilt of her head and a furrowed brow. Wait what the hell? Why does she know me?
"Yeah, he's my boyfriend!" Vicky says with her chin up and a grin as she forcibly takes my arm. Wait, I never agreed to this. I don't do official terms, official terms are bad. Where the hell is the other Rory? No, you fuck don't back away like that. He meets my eyes… then shakes his head and backs away faster. Where has all the loyalty gone?
"Rebound?" Ah, fuck another blow while I was already down. Crystal's question is asked with a bitten lip and glance to the side.
"Fair. Honestly fair." At my statement, Vicky elbows my side. Ow. Quit glaring at me, the timing was sus and you fucking know it.
"It's not." Vicky says, crossing her arms. Body language isn't that of confidence, it's that of someone being defensive. I reach up and pat her head. There there, Vicky. You are an adorable hot muscle blonde, yes you are. "Really?"
"Shh, there there." Pat pat. The Vicky needs pats. She just gives a heavy sigh and lets me pat her.
"I'm…I'll see you later then Vicky." Crystal shakes her head with closed eyes and then starts fast walking away. Vicky lets go of my shoulder and then taps me on the arm.
"Somethings up with her, I'm gonna go see what's up."
"She's your family, go right ahead." I just shrug. Vicky grins and gives me a peck on the cheek before she can fly off I grab her hand, and she turns back to me with a questioning look in her eyes.
"Just one thing." No time 2 explain, need 2 do it nowa. I put my hand up her shirt and she shivers slightly as I grope her abs. "Okay, you can leave now."
"Weirdo." She laughs and gives me another peck on the cheek before flying off. Casual intimacy… Feels weird. Haven't done something like that in a long ass time. Oh hey her friends are just staring at me.
"What? y'all act like you've never seen a white person before. Wait fuck, wrong line." Eminem was not the play here bois.
...
Before I left I reassured them I wasn't a nazi. I'm not sure they all believed me. I tried my best okay. I have a black brother okay!? Oh, wrong Earth. Fuck.
The point is, I exfilled as quickly as I reasonably could. No classes left so I just started heading home. The trip took a turn for the unfortunate when I cut through a large alleyway (I really need to stop doing this, man, why does this happen every time?). And now I have a huge floating industrial garbage bin blocking the end of said alley.
Nope. Nope, nope nope. I back away and turn around to see a short green-robed girl, a literal pure white man, and three mooks. Two older guys and one kid barely out of his teens, all holding handguns. Wait no, one has a sawed-off shotgun… I kinda want it. "Boss wants a word with ya." Alabaster says with a smug-looking grin. You fucking asshole, that's not your signature that's Lisa's thing! Rune on the other hand is facing away from me as she shuffles her feet.
Know what? Fuck this. Fuck all of this. I stride right up to them and the three mooks raise their guns. I keep walking up to the young dude, putting the barrel right against my forehead. "Shoot me. Do it kid. Shoot me right in the fucking head."
"I- fuck what?!" He panics and tries to pull the gun away, I grab his hand with a hard grip and put the gun back against my head.
"Do it, shoot me! Shoot me you fucking coward!" I scream at him, the other mooks have backed up looking rather bewildered and the kid I have pointing a gun at my head looks like he's on the verge of tears.
"Woah hey wait a minute, the boss just wants to talk. Don't listen to him, kid." Alabaster puts his hands up looking rather worried. Good. Rune seems to have also just frozen up, her mouth in a frown and I can't see her eyes. Least she's looking at me now.
"Fuck that, shoot me, or you're a pussy ass bitch!" I scream at the kid and he averts his eyes. "Look at me you cowardly twat waddle! Look at me you fuck! Look at me as you shoot me in the head!" I squeeze his hand hard and he winces in pain. "Pull the trigger, you Nazi cunt."
Instead of doing what I want, he lets go of the gun entirely with a rather pathetic cry. Tears streaming down his face. With a scowl, I pop the magazine out of the pistol and drop both on the ground. "You're fucking pathetic, get out of here kid." I shove him back hard and he stumbles into a run as he flees.
"Jesus, you're kinda fucking crazy man." Alabaster says with a whistle. I just give him a glare, then start walking to the next guy. Ima grab me that shotgun.
"Shoot me you fucking los-"
"That will be enough Mr. McGrath." An authoritative voice sounds out from behind the group. I peek around the shotgun mook to see a metal statue with a spiked crown.
Spoiler:Metall mann
"Is it really enough? I mean, five-on-one is pretty unfair."
"Mr. McGrath, I am well aware of your rather eccentric nature. I ask that you listen to what I will be saying." He states, keeping his voice even as he waves to his mooks to lower their guns.
"So you'll be saying it anyways even If I don't listen? Bet." I step back from the group and put my hands behind my back in a casual rest. Alabaster chuckles slightly but a look from Kaiser has him shutting up.
"You are strong McGrath, and my Empire could use that strength for a better purpose than wasting away as you have been."
"No thanks, fam."
"Very well. I have had people watching you. For weeks. I am well aware of the individuals that visit you frequently." That has my attention. I lower my head and a scowl slips onto my face.
"Careful what you say here."
"I'm just pointing something out, It would be rather unfortunate if anything were to happen to them." He takes a casual stance.
"Very well." I give him a nod. "Then I would like to apologize."
"I will accep-"
"Not to you. To these guys, you're about to kill." I interrupt him. Alabaster is looking rather uneasy along with the two big burly mooks he brought with
him. The two are shifting their feet the same way Rune was earlier. A nervous energy to em, can't blame them really. Sorry for your loss boys.
"Pardon?" Kaiser asks, dropping his pitch slightly.
"Max, Tamm-" I point at him and then at Rune, but I was too slow. Maxy has already impaled both grunts with sharp spears of steel that shot out from their guns straight through their throats. Unfortunate, I wanted that shotgun. But also good he reacted so quickly, I didn't know Alabaster's name. Both men ragdoll to the floor, blood spilling and pooling below them as they choke out their last breaths. Kaiser himself takes a deep breath, then a loud exhale. Clearly beyond pissed off.
"Point made, Mr. McGrath. How much do you know?" He asks and I can just imagine the grit teeth behind his helmet.
"Wouldn't you like to know, weather boy?" I see a rather pale-skinned Rune mouthing the words 'Weather Boy' in her confusion.
"Enough of the games!" Maximilian roars out. He puts up a hand, then takes a moment before talking. "Let us put that aside. You know enough to pose a significant problem and have thus far proven near unkillable. Is that not correct?"
"Medhall goes down if you so much as fuck with a single hair on my waifu."
"Waifu?" Alabaster asks.
"Forget the terminology, merely a parapraxis, it's the girls." Fuck Freud and the mom he wished he rode in on.
"Very well Mr. McGrath. You have set the terms and I will agree to them. Touch me and my own and I will take what is yours."
"Mutually assured destruction is the best way out of a tense situation." I tell him with a shrug. "No offense Maxy boy, but I'd never work with you if you have the whole Nazi gimmick up still. Which I know you don't fucking believe at all."
"That is all then. Alabaster, clean this up." He spins on his heel and starts walking away. "Rune, with me." Said girl takes a moment to realize he was talking to her, then with a loud clang she drops the garbage bin and chases after the man.
"That was kind of fucked up dude. Franky had kids." Alabaster tells me with slumped shoulders as I see Max stroll away and into the back of a black van.
"I didn't kill them. And you guys chose to be neo-Nazis." I just shake my head and start walking away. The garbage bin is still blocking the other side of the alley so I need to circle around the two pools of blood to get by and out. Alabaster just watched me with a defeated look the whole while.
Am I upset for causing their deaths? Call me a sociopath or something because not really. I believe I have accepted death and casualty as a part of the natural world. People die. I didn't kill them.
And I've seen far too many people die to honestly care. The person I did care about dying most already has died after all. No, the only feeling I have when I see the bodies of those men, is a slight jealousy. I've been trying to die for months, and others can achieve what I so painfully wanted in just moments.
It's not fair, in my eyes. But life and consequently death has never been fair. It just goes on. I shake my head from such overly dramatic thoughts when I walked a few blocks away. Fishing out my phone I hit the contact for the old man. "Rory?" He answers on the first ring.
"Hey, I'm gonna need security teams for two people. And I'd beef up your own as well."
"This... What happened Rory?"
"It's a long story, I got a pub down by the docks I like. You up for a beer?"
...
Shane is a good friend, he even gave me a lift home. Well Charles drove, we were both too drunk to even think about driving. Was. I was too drunk. Sadly, I sobered up rather quickly. At least this time I realized I was partying with Taylor's dad! He and the dockworkers showed up early into our drinking and joined us. They seemed to like Shane well enough.
Honestly not sure what to think about that. I'd rather avoid his daughter as much as humanly possible. With such thoughts, I unloc- Open my already unlocked door. It smells like taco beef. Oh hey, it's a Lisa. In an apron.
"Oh you're back, I made dinner." She gives me a smirk. I don't see dinner right now. I see Lisa in an apron. A different kind of dinner. I look up at her face and her eyes widen. "Eat dinner first!"
"Oh, I'll be eating alright." I close and lock the door behind me. "And it's the weekend. Nice. We can be up all night." Lisa gives a squeak at that.
"Wait, wait."
"Thanks for the meal." I walk to her with a grin. What a good way to end this day. Truly I am blessed.