“Papa can you hear me?” asked Stefan, touching the mouth of Eradicator’s blaster similar to the painting of the Creation of Adam.
“I can…” said Eradicator. “Together, we shall build a snowman… OF ENDLESS POSSIBILITIES!!!”
Meanwhile…
“Okay… What the hell…?” asked Miguel, beaten to a near pulp.
“You okay, there, chief?” asked Myrmex, bleeding as well, bruised all over. “Funny that I’m your ex… I’d kiss yer booboos…”
“Ugh… Christ. NOT APPROPRIATE!!!” Miguel slowly transforms his face into an Aswang’s, shriking and snarling.
“Right. Sorry.”
Miguel coughs blood. “Got any more in ya?”
“Well…?” asked Myrmex. “Who the hell is this guy?“
“Woman, actually. Musang. She’s a serial killer… She’s one of mine…”
“Your rogue’s gallery?”
“Uh-huh…”
“Thought you meant sex friends.”
“Ugh! Gross!” yelled Miguel, dodging her syringe darts, weaving left and right before spinning and offering a kick that Musang dodges with ease, kicking him away as Miguel shows his claws, treaing them on the ground to stop him from crashing into acar.
“What!? I JUST said sex friends!”
“I thought you were an introvert!”
“Doesn’t mean I’m not freaky… You’ve seen me in action, my dude.” Myrmex charges and punches, and kicks Musang. She tries weeping her feet, but she jumps and double kicks her in the face. Myrmex bleeds but Musang tosses another syringe toward her.
“Fair…” Miguel catches the syringe and crushes it as they both dodge and catch the syringes to beat up Musang. Musang backs away as she shoots a syringe to the ground and blows up the cement, forcing Miguel to block the rocks to protect Myrmex, getting himself shot.
“By the way… Askal and I broke up like… a week ago… Wanna make him jealous?”
“Dude! Seriously fucked!”
“Kidding! Sheesh! Wanna go out for some guacamole?” Myrmex grapples onto a building and slings herself up, flying upward.]
Miguel sighs and leaps up, flying with his own bat wings. “Are YOU SERIOUSLY trying to rekindle something with me now!? Dude! Askal and I are COOL right now! I don’t wanna be the Gwen Stacy to his MJ. Plus, haven’t seen him in a while, actually…”
“Other way around, dude,” smirked Myrmex.
Miguel blushed. “You think I’m MJ?”
“More like Black Cat…”
Miguel fixes his throat as they fly in the skies. “NO!!! Ugh! Dude! Please… I think you’re pretty, Myrmz… But DUDE… INAPPROPRIATE!!!” Miguel dodges and blocks the syringe.
“Pwease!” smiled Myrmex, before dropkicking Musang.
“NO!!! Askal and I are ON GOOD TERMS, DUDE!!!”
“But you’re hot and stuff!”
“You really think-?” Miguel shakes his head. “No!”
Myrmex smirks. “Imma hit this guy on the groin…”
“SHE’S A SHE!!!” roared Miguel, as Myrmex dropkicks her groin, causing Musang to scream in pain.
Miguel cringes. “OH!!!”
Myrmex smiles while Musang is being arrested by the Knights, all of them holding their guns. She places her hands on her hips. “You wanna go get burgers?” Myrmex sniffs him. “You smell tired.”
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Miguel sighs, bowing his head, resting his hands on his hips. “Yeah, okay.”
Miguel and Myrmex happily eats burgers while at Happy Hornet’s.
“Mmm! Best burgers here in New York…” said Myrmex. “Kinda glad one of yours showed up here…”
“Rogue?”
“Restaurants. Place is Filipino, dude.”
“Oh, right!“ Miguel eyes her chest.
“Eyes up here, bud,” said Myrmex.
“You’re bleeding,” said Miguel.
Myrmex looks down. “I’m part ant. It’s cool. Wanna talk about somethin’ else? And actually have like… a rapport or a proper convo?”
“You from Queens?” asked Miguel.
She gasps. “YOU REMEMBERED OUR GAME!!??! Oh, dude… Yeah… AND YOU GOT IT RIGHT?!?!”
“Mhm… Accent.”
“HAHAHAHA!!! Y’know, you never answered me… That evening. Did I look pretty?”
“You looked beautiful,” said Miguel.
Myrmex turns red.
That evening… they kissed… and together in a bed… they shared an experience.
Meanwhile…
“ERADICATION!!! ERADICATION!!!” Eradicator blasts his opponent’s head open.
“PRAISE BE TO ERADICATOR!!! THE RABBI WHO BRINGS JUSTICE TO THOSE TAINTED BY SIN!!! FOR EACH MAN HAD BITTEN DOWN THE FORBIDDEN FRUIT, AND EACH FRUIT SHALL BE DECIMATED!!! First, the women, then the men, then the children… Much torture. So much of it must be needed… For you to reach that full potential!” announced Stefan, as if he was preaching while Eradicator drove his wheels around to blast his energy bullets into their skull. “How wonderful each of you are… How wondrously wonderful… Mmm… Your spirits are free… now find your way to the afterlife, my children...”
Suddenly, Stefan begins suffocating.
Eradicator slowly turns… to the Reaper. The Reaper entered the village like a whirlwind, not even Stefan detecting him. Stefan looks at him, seeing his presence and laughing.
The Reaper smirks. “I never thought I’d live to see the day Beatle’s dumbass fanboys knocking on the Multiverse’s door again.”
“Ah… Allocated Identification! The Reaper! Miguel of Superhero World! Mentor and father figure of Miguel Azral and Myrmex!”
“Uh… Meep morp… Allocated identification. Guy Ninjaheim. Bullshit fanboy. Basically every toxic fandom ever.”
“You mock righteousness. I am now Eradicator. All Hail Fate. All Hail Beatle Saint King.”
“Beatle wouldn’t want this,” said the Reaper, and each time he spoke, he barely moved, merelystanding still and filled with menace.
“I know… This… is what Beatle… was meant to be… JUDGMENT DAY!!!” Eradicator blasts at the Reaper, who dodges the attack. “Eradicate. Eradicate. E. Ra. Di. Cate.”
The Reaper swiftly takes out his scythe, placing flame Usog into it, and tries cutting Eradicator down with a quick death, but Unbreakable blocks the way.
The Reaper smirks. “Somethin’ about this moment seems familiar…”
“Ah… Usog. The power of mortal’s faith… Ultimately a futile attempt to copy the power of gods such as us,” said Eradicator, rolling his wheels to carry himself forward.
“Brother… do not stand in the way of salvation,” said Stefan, with his eyes twitching. He looks up, shadowy face, sneering.
“Yep! Definitely familiar!” The Reaper tries cutting him down again.
The Reaper dodges all his blasts but Stefan blasts him with heat vision, which the Reaper tanks. “HELL FIRE!!!”
Unbreakable tanks the flames and grabs the Reaper by the neck, but Unbreakable still continued losing his breath.
Thirsty, brother?” said the Reaper, landing on his feet. “Having a tough time breathing?”
Stefan realizes something, his lungs and breath feel very, very hot. He cannot breathe.
The Reaper turns.
Eradicator’s blaster is already pointed at the Reaper’s skull mask. “One shot… Unstoppable Eradication… Let him go… Or die… I know you don’t care if you die… But you care if your family are NOT PROTECTED. Risk their foolish choice of tomfoolery, or salvation. What. WIll. It. Be?”
“Tch-...” said the Reaper, as he lets him go with so much irritation.
“That’s enough-...” Unbreakable snaps the Reaper’s leg and tears it clean off as the Reaper screams in absolute horror and pain. He melts the leg. “Ah… Seems his leg entered salvation…”
“Unbreakable… Ease. We made a deal. Honor it… Even if he decides to let down the offer of salvation…”
Unbreakable nods as the Reaper shakes in pain, bleeding out. He opens a portal and uses his remaining leg to handspring backward, landing in the first floor of their house. Athena, who was cleaning the house, urgently allowed her tiny clones to go to the Reaper and tended to one of her masters. Eradicator laughs monotonously and blasts at him. “I blasted a less concentrated shot through his head. He is now… in a comatose. Honk honk honk…”
Meanwhile…
Miguel laughs, slowdancing with Myrmex, only to remember Anna, that evening in prom.
“Promise me…” she said in his head, as Miguel lets go of Myrmex.
“You okay, dude?” asked Myrmex.
“Fine…” said Miguel.
Miguel gets a call from his Holo Puck. “Yeah? What?”
Myrmex puts her glasses on and buttons her shirt. “What is it?”
“It’s… It’s the Reaper… He’s in the hospital.”
Miguel and Myrmex cry softly, watching the Reaper limp on the hospital bed. His right leg was observed to be bandaged. The pair smelled nothing but iron from his body. The Reaper’s eyes are noticeably closed. They see that his hands are asleep, but his leg is twitching out of pain.
Miguel clenches his fist. “I can’t do this… Not with you, Myrmz. I can’t let myself be happy if my family keeps on dying.“
“Anna wanted you to keep going.”
“How would you know?”
“Askal is dead…” said Myrmex.
Miguel turns to her.
“I think Eradicator killed him. I think he did. All I saw was the same thing you did in that store. It smelled… bad… But I think it was the other one… All I saw was goop… and the smell… That’s what I tell myself, Miguel… That… That is what I make myself happy… That thought that those we lost will support us no matter the fuck what. I’m… I’m scared… I’m scared I’ll never be happy again… With what was left of him in my arms…”
Miguel sighs and holds her hand. “Okay.”
