I wake up and stretch, with Ashido shooting me a glare before happily hugging me and running off happy. I think she's high or something… Anyway. I walk over to a fridge and grab a beer and a make a sandwich. It's been a while since I've seen mom… Should I just go now? No… it's a collage, and she'd kill me for showing up 10 years ahead of her plan. Ashido screams, and I scrambled out the room to find a man grabbing her, and pulling her away. “HEY!!!”
Gravitational Pull
I bring him to me, grabbing his heart, and taking it out, leaving him just well enough to live.
“Who are you?”
“Heh. I work for someone who you know very well. He sent me to give you a message.”
“What is it.”
“Why should I-” I start to squeeze his heart as he flinches in hellish pain.
“Ah! Stop it! I’ll tell you!!!” I let go as he catches his breath, “He said that he's waiting for you. One of his low-ranked men will be waiting for you at the ‘old place I love’” I crush his heart in anger, and he starts flopping around the place.
“He’s come back?! That motherfucking pervert!” Ashido looks at me confused, “What are you yapping about Benny? Who is that.”
“Doesn't matter. We're going to the bar on Tokyo Street.”
“The one made for pervs?” I nod and she gets the others. Why is he coming now? He must be trying something, I have to be careful.
After way too long in traffic in a car I stole, we make it to the bar, and I step out, and I walk in the bar, and a short, purple haired person welcomes me in. He welcomes me in. I pretend not to know him and he offers me a seat near a pretty pornstar, and me and the other sit down, with Ashido looking a little too curious at her. “We're not here to have sex Ash. Calm down. I don't need to make another pedo in the world because you got a stupid idea.” She shrugs and leans back, still smiling at the star. I sigh and turn to the nearby bartender, “I need a cup of the special tea please.” The bartender looks down at his notepad and scribbles my name, “This way Benny. We've been waiting for you.” We all get up, but the bartender waves them off,
“Only Benny can come. You wait here, and we'll provide you with food and entertainment, on the house.” They all nod and I follow the bartender into the backroom, where a man with bronze skin and eyes, and a smile than looks like it belongs to a storm spirit. He looks at me like his name is Johnny and starts sneering,“Hey there small time! Come to meet big guy in town? Well I don't have time for you. I have a bitch to tame. Well, two.” A vein in my forehead breaks, “Can you repeat that?” He laughs and flips me off, “Ooh! Small time’s mad I’m stealing his bitches?”
I rush forward, and sock him in the face, staggering him slightly, “I'm gonna kill you.” He smirks and guffaws, “Go ahead and try dipshit.”
Perhaps it was fate. Perhaps it was just some fucked up spur decision by God. But now... We live in hell. Where evil rules the streets and heros are even less heroic. Benny knows this, and knows he has to live with it. But his life changes when he meets a young pink haired girl on the street. Maybe, just maybe, life will change. But how can one homeless kid change the world? Find out in Superpower Dystopia!
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