Did he just... Nah... Yes!

Before I knew it, I had once again a feather sword at my neck barely touching my skin and heroes right in front of me. Well you know what this is shit. This is literally my worst nightmare. I mean come on! I want to die and can't die?! What kind of sick joke is that?

Mic: Hawks! Let him go!

Hawks: Oho but I like this chicken nugget.

Me: Can we please skip this and go on to the part where you slit my throat open?

Midnight: ... Did he just volunterly say he wants to die?

Mic: Ah yeah....

Hawks: THE FUCKING HELL IS WRONG WITH YOU!

Me: No need to scream in my ears you damn urban pigeaon.

Hawks: I am a Hawks! HAWKS!

Me: Damn rooster!

Hawks: You blind or something?

Mic: Pffff....

Me: I had enough of this!

Before anyone could even react to what I was about to do, I grabbed the feather sword and pressed it closer to my neck and also slit it open in the process. Did anyone see that coming? I wonder but from the reaction, I would say no.

Hawks: HOLLY SHIT! WHAT THE FUCK!

Mic: SHIT! LITTLE LISTENER!

Eraserhead: MOVE DAMN CHICKEN!

Hawks: TSK!

Mic: Midnight!

Midnight: huh?

I could barely see Mic shaking Midnight to get her out of the trance. Hawks was up in the air but not flying away. Then there was Eraserhead who was pushing his own scarf like capture weapon which was somewhat fabric but also metal against my neck to stop the bleeding and there was I, who was caughing up blood and starting drowning in my blood.

Well great idea!

At least now I had this done.

Eraserhead: Don't fall asleep! Stay with me kid.

Me: *bloody cough* ... give....*bloody cough* ... up....

Eraserhead: This is really not the day for this!

Hawks: Oh you think!

Midnight: GET YOUR DAMN ASS DOWN HERE AND TAKE RESPONSIBILITY!

Hawks: For what? You saw it! The kid just killed himself!

Mic: Sho, will he survive?

I could see black dots in my field of vision and knew this was just the beginning of a time lapse back. Question was would I try to make Hawks kill me again or not? Well it wasn't as far as a question since the answer was clear. If slitting my throat open doesn't work, what about stabbing then?

That question was everything I thought before finding myself back again at the sport with Hawks.

Me: Okay, listen you damn chicken! I don't care what you do! Just do it properly and stab me!

Hawks: What?

I could literally see the confusion in his face since he was about to get me from behind in a hostage situation. Well guess what? This is the third time this was happening and I was sick of it already. 

Me: Okay, listen up! Stab me!

Hawks: The fuck?

Me: Just do it!

Hawks: ....

Me: How can it be this hard?

He was soo shocked that he was just looking at me as I grabbed the feather and was about to stab myself the good old fashioned way. However before I managed to actually do that, he suddenly pulled his sword out of my hands which left some deep cut marks and then grabbed me, threw me over his shoulder and took off.

Naturally I started struggeling and screaming at him but it was all pointless all he did was literally flying full speed away from where I died twice in a row and I died earlier a couple of times too which I was not about to count too.

Me: FUCKING PIDGEON! LET ME GO!

Hawks: ... *Sigh*

After just like 10 minutes of flight, he just threw me to the ground and hovered above me. I needed so say first of this damn feathery thing could have put me down nicely. Second my damn hands hurt like hell and my butt too cause he threw me down on a damn concrete floor and if he already wanted to kill me he should have at least made it less painful.

Me: What the fuck is wrong with you?

Hawks: Me?

Me: Yes you!

Hawks: Me? BOY! YOU LISTENING TO WHAT YOU SAY?

Me: YOU LISTEN TO ME? YOU A DAMN VILLAIN! DO WHAT A DAMN VILLAIN DOES AND KILL PEOPLE! KILL ME!

Hawks: NO! YOU STUPID OR SOMETHING? WHY SHOULD I DO THAT?

Me: WHY THE FUCK YOU SCREAMING AT ME ROOSTER!

Hawks: YOU STOP SCREAMING AT ME FIRST

Me: This is stupid. All I wanted was to die!

Hawks: And then you offer yourself to a villain?

Me: Well excuse me for not throwing myself off a building cause THAT DIDN'T WORK!

Hawks: You threw yourself off a building?

Me: And you chucked me down at the floor!

Hawks: Boy, that were not even 2 meters.

Me: So what 2 meters or 22 or more. That doesn't matter.

Hawks: Yes it does!

Me: No.

Hawks: Feathers, why? Just why?

Me: Cause drowning didn't work.

Hawks: You what?!

Me: Now kill me!

Hawks: NO! What on no do you not understand?

Me: Why not?

Hawks: You are innocent! I only kill bad guys.

Me: So if I kill someone you would kill me?

Hawks: Yes but that's not the point.

Me: It is! Well let me just get back home and kill a slut as well as a Dandelion and then you doing me the favor?

Hawks: WHAT NOOOOO!!!!

Me: But you said!

Hawks: That's enough!

I was about to stand up and argue more instead of sitting on the ground but Hawks had other plans since he came towards me and before I knew what was happening, I felt a sharp pain in the back of my neck and I was old cold.

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