“You tried to kill him, huh?” asked Myrmex, looking at Miguel bloody all over with half his face scarred once more.

  “I killed him a few times… He keeps returning… Don’t know how…” said Miguel, as Myrmex stitches his wounds while he sat in front of her. She used tweezers to take out some dirt from underneath his skin that healed over. “We all have our own Tyrones…”

  Myrmex sighs, her breath felt by Miguel’s face. “I know and understand why you did. But I don’t agree with it. But I understand.”

  “We all have our own Tyrones…” said Miguel, licking his lips to take away the blood.

  Now…

  Myrmex lands in front of a bee-like villain on top of the roof of the building. The skyscraper was very high, and Myrmex just faced her as if she only focused on this villain. “Stacey…” she said with disdain in her voice.

  “Queen Bee, now, actually…” said Queen Bee, before taking out a stinger vambrace from her right arm simply by flexing her fist.

  Myrmex reveals her insectoid wings, vibrating, and Queen Bee’s are merely jet wings.

  Queen Bee smiles, walking around Myrmex while the wind can be felt pulling and pushing the building. “I always wanted to be like you, Myrmex.”

  “You responded by killing my best friend.”

  “Oh, please, Myrmex! I always wanted to be you! I was the school’s queen bee but I knew, I KNEW that wasn’t enough…” said Queen Bee, taunting her.

  “Same speech. Same fuckin’ Tuesday,“ said Myrmex, not playing by her rules. Even checking the environment of what her next move is. Myrmex simply squints her eyes.

  “Okay… Fine…”

  “Stacey Wilson, you’re under Goddamned arrest for the murder of the second Uncle Sam.”

  “Really? You haven’t caught me yet,” said Queen Bee, sporting her golden black-striped armor and jet wings. “Go on… Gimme your best sting, Myrmex.”

  Myrmex roars and hammers her fist at Queen Bee, who immediately weaved left and tried to cut Myrmex with her stinger blades.

  Queen Bee kicks Myrmex with her heels, also sporting stinger-like appendages.

  She activates her jet wings and tackles Myrmex, causing her to scream and grow her wings, fluttering them to push Queen Bee back.

  Queen Bee smiles. “I… AM THE REAL… MYRMEX!!!” roared Queen Bee, flying quickly while leaving a trail of smoke in the air. “I AM BETTER THAN YOU!!!”

  “Is this STILL about Prom?” asked Myrmex, flying next to her.

  Queen Bee’s eye twitches.

  “Prom Queen of Prom Night. Suddenly, I come in and just take your credit? Hm? Always had a sneaking suspicion it was about that. Now, after Grasshopper died, YOUR FATHER, died.. You dawn this dumbass copycat costume and you thought, ‘Hey! I can be BETTER THAN YOU!!!’”

  “I… am Myrmex,” she sighed, eye twitching.

  “AND I AM THE QUEEN!!!‘ Queen Bee headbutts Myrmex into a building but she gently stops and sticks to the wall. She climbs up but Queen Bee grabs her by the neck and scrapes her head into the window. “YASS QUEEN!!!” She throws her in the air and tries to drive the stinger into her heart but she stops the blade.

  Myrmex grunts in pain, jumping up and giving a right hook.

  Myrmex gives a quick kick and a barrage of strikes before knocking Queen Bee down who falls only to use some sort of gravity boots to stick to the building’s walls.

  While fighting on the walls of the building and standing horizontally, Queen Bee blasts stinger missiles at Myrmex who dodges and kicks Queen Bee in the face before backflipping and dropkicking her.

  “Cheap shot, MYRMEX!!!” she roared, before striking at her, but Myrmex easily dodges all of her attacks and Myrmex dropkicks on her.

  Suddenly, hundreds of drones began chasing Myrmex who activates her silk grapplers and swings around the buildings to fly herself up and zoom in the air while she fluttered her wings with her fist forward. She flies, returning toward Queen Bee.

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  “HA!!! Million year old-!!!” yelled Queen Bee, only for ants to begin infesting her goggles. “CLEVER BITCH!!!“

  Myrmex flies up and the drones explode all over Queen Bee, who crashes into some scaffolding. She tries standing up but she falls and her head hits the beams.

  Queen Bee, bleeding all over, limps inside the building under construction. She limps away only for Myrmex to wall crawl and land behind her from the ceiling.

  Queen Bee throws a honey bomb and Myrmex dodges as it explodes, destroying the scaffolding around her.

  The scaffolding began falling and metal beams clanged into each other, which Myrmex uses to boost herself up by stepping on them like stairs.

  Myrmex unleashes her fluttering wings and weaves around the scaffolding only for a bomb to strike right on her face and explode, causing her to scream in pain.

  Queen Bee smiles and punches her to the ground as Queen Bee speeds toward the ground and crashes into it, creating a crater.

  Myrmex lands in front of Queen Bee, who smiles now at ground zero, with Myrmex’s face revealed, with a severely bruised face and a black eye.

  Myrmex spits some blood, catching her breath.

  “You… Basic Basille?” asked Queen Bee, coughing. “It can’t… be you…” she gulped. “NO!!! YOU CAN’T BE MYRMEX!!! YOU’RE A LOSER!!! YOU’RE-!!!”

  Basille coughs. “Yeah.”

  “You killed… my Dad?” asked Queen Bee.

  “Killed himself. Pinned me for the crime. NYPD’s alleging me as the prime suspect since.”

  “Bullshit.”

  “I don’t care…” said Basille. “Y’know…” she looked up to the sky, “Miguel was right. We all have our own Tyrone… Y’know?”

  “What the fuck does that mean?” asked Queen Bee.

  Myrmex sees the ants on the ground. “You see, I’m Filipino-American. My ancestry is the direct result of the Phil-Am War. A story Americans hid from truth. I heard both sides did war crimes… Filipinos, fun fact, by the way, used to feed American soldiers to ants… placing honey or sugar all over them… For punishment for their own Holocaust camps my people suffered.”

  “What the fuck’s your point?” asked Queen Bee, as Basille closed her eyes, remembering how Queen Bee, as a teen, pushed a younger Basille into that ant hill that started this whole line of tragedy.

  Basille breathes out of her nose. “Never mind.” Basille knocks Queen Bee out with a swift punch and cuffs her.

  Basille sighs, only for Unbreakable, smiling, to descend from the skies and land behind Basille.

  Basille’s eyes widen. “What do you want?”

  “Shhhhushhh…” said Unbreakable. “I’m here because your foolish self believes that we are something meant to be silenced… We have followers. I’ve been warning you again, and again, and again, AND AGAIN!!! I am almost tempted to kill you… right,,, here.”

  “Are you here just for that? A threat?”

  “A CHANCE!!! Do NOT make me enjoy giving you salvation!”

  “You kill people for a living.”

  “You CLEARLY could give this one salvation, Basille.”

  “Shut up…” said Basille. “Just… Shut up. Leave.”

  Unbreakable flies up, frowning.

  Meanwhile…

  Tyrone the Undying finishes killing the last man in the warehouse. They are frozen and shattered into bloody pieces and Tyrone just throws a piece of chewed-up gum to the ground. “I am the end and the beginning.”

  “And I am become death. Destroyer of worlds,” said Unbreakable, floating down behind him. “Hiya! Heard the cops were hunting to arrest you! I’m here to give you salvation BEFOREhand!” smiled Unbreakable.

  Undying slowly turns to Unbreakable with the most sarcastic look ever. His nose furrowed. His eyebrow twitched. He gave a subtle smirk on his rightmost lip, almost as if he wanted Unbreakable to humor him.

  Undying smiles with sarcasm and even a hint of vexation, his eyes locking in with Unbreakable’s. “You wanna give me salvation?“ asked Undying.

  “Yeah,” said Unbreakable.

  “Y’know… You’re just as obsessed with Miguel as I am… I respect that… begrudgingly. I want you dead, kid. I see you as competition.“

  “My child… I can’t die… I am the Messiah!”

  “Beatle was. You’re just some fake dogma-toting joke who flies around in a costume who thinks he’s Superman… In reality he’s some idiot who brought a History Book to fucking Math Class. You’re a clown, Neuro.”

  “I am…” His eye twitches. “...Unbreakable…”

  “You’re Neuro. You wanna try and kill me? You wanna? You wanna send me to Hell? Salvation? Hopefully the cogs and gears of the Old Man Upstairs would work on me? I… am irredeemable… Disgusting monster.”

  “I don’t believe that.”

  Undying sighs. “You’re crazy. Meanwhile, I’m tryna lure Miguel here. So if you’d like to go back to your sad, pathetic, delusion, I’d be happy to wallow in mine. Least unlike you I’m aware I’m crazy.”

  Unbreakable pins him to the wall. “Don’t make me enjoy this.”

  “We all know you ain’t doing what you do because you love us. You despise us. You just twisted it into love in your head… cuz they made you cry… And you think you’re crazy… You think you deserve their love… Because you’re a big fat baby who thinks he’s the big boss ‘round here. You’re a toy… a mangled ragdoll. You think you made sense of this world, you didn’t. YOU’RE A JOKE!!! I’ve seen whiny babies like you… I saw it in Miguel… Now, I see it in you.”

  Unbreakable stares down at him, disgusted and fuming, looming as he raises up, flexing his muscles and grunting angrily.

  “Well? What?” smiled Undying. “You gonna kill me. I know. Just know you can’t…”

  Unbreakable melts his brain, as Undying falls to the ground, dead.

  Unbreakable begins beating his body, over and over, before ripping his hair out, which regenerates, as he proceeds to scream with so much rage. Similarly to a dog or a child under a tantrum, he viciously shakes his head, slobbering spit all over the ground. “Hello… What’s this?” Unbreakable takes the chewed-up gum and smiles, beginning to pray to it. “Yes? What is it? Ah… Indeed… I know… This poor, poor man will return… That is, in a way, his Hell… And I will keep killing him… But I promise… I’ll find a way…”

  “SIR!!! QUEEN BEE’S BEEN CAPTURED!!! SIR!!! SIR!!?!” asked a man over the radio.

  Unbreakable smiles. “But Queen Bee… isn’t here. Why is Undying here? Who sent Undying to save these people…and bring them to their fates? Doesn’t make sense… No… Of course! They have different agendas… But what was his connection to Uncle Sam? Ahhh… Seems the so-called ‘heroes’ paid him to do so…” he sees that the gum is a MEG, a Military Energy Gum, given to him by the United States Government. “Corruption… humorous… I am almost tempted… to give this ‘Wonder World…’ SALVATION!!!“