Once again... why...

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Was I hit?

... Unfortunately no. I didn't feel any pain at all but I also knew that it was not Eraserhead who safed me because I couldn't feel the tight embrace of his capture gear at all. 

That motherfluffer really did it....

Hawks: Want to open your eyes now?

Me: No.... just leave me down there to die.

Hawks: Can't do that while you are under my wings.

Me: Uhh then I'll do you a favor and get lost. How about it?

Hawks: I won't accept that either.

The one hero who saved me was Hawks and it seemed as if he was close by and saw me from above where he came in swooping me away and carried me over to Eraserhead where he put me down. I hated this. Maybe I should throw a tantrum or two. Life really sucked.

Eraserhead: *sigh*

Hawks: Good things I was around.

Me: And even if not, that wouldn't have killed me.

I looked back at the scene and the man came out ofthe car thanking Hawks for getting me out of the way and even scolding me for having a death wish. Well I did have a death wish. So I was kinda about to thank him if he would have succeeded in killing me but now. To tell the truth, that wouldn't have killed me but he would have broken some of my bones.

Hawks: I heard everything from Nezu and was on my way to get him midway.

Eraserhead: Keep a watch over the kid.

Hawks: I will... thanks for bringing him over.

Me: And can we talk about what I want for a second?

Eraserhead: Death?

Hawks: A car accident? or you mean your blood everywhere?

Me: .... no need to be that sarcastic. Sheeesh!

These adults sometimes were too much for me and so I once again left them be and started walking. This time I started walking back into the park since I had enough about everything and went to the closest swing to sit down there. Right now, I wanted to be alone. There was yet another unintentional attept which didn't work at all.

Hawks: What's wrong?

Me: What's wrong? Are you seriously asking me that?

Hawks: Yes.

Me: I am trying to freaking die and life doesn't let me! That is wrong!

Hawks: You know... that is not such a bad thing. Take it as an omen.

Me: I'll take it as an insult.

Hawks: Come on, life is not that bad!

Me: Yes! Yes it is and you should know that better than anyone else Mister Keigo Takami.

Did he ever told me his full name? I couldn't remember at all. Maybe I went over board because once again I felt the stares of a hero at my skin.

Here we go again...

Hawks: How do you know that name?

Me: I am a villain and I was always on my own! Of course I knew the one thing or the other.

Hawks: What do you mean you were on your own? 

Me: What does it mean dipshit?

Hawks: How about you look in the mirror shorty and tell me who the dipshit is?

Me: Pfffff-

Hawks: Glad I could make you smile but seriously how do you know about it?

Me: I researched about the people I needed to know things about. 

Hawks: And that includes me?

Me: It includes all the heroes around the area as well as villains and vigilantes....

Hawks: Never felt safe huh?

Me: Where was I ever safe? 

Hawks: ... seems like we have something in common then.

Me: Yeah....

We both were at the swing as if we were kids and talking to each other as if nothing was wrong but the brutal truth of the reality was that we both knew what I was talking about. Anyone and I mean anyone who was actually just researching my name knew about all the deaths and everything. They would know about the complain from our neighboors when my mother was alive and when she started to hit me and they would know about the fact that I blew up a school.

Hawks: Life is shit huh....

Me: Yeah...

Hawks: But I still made it and became a hero. Why not change things?

I was hearing the same line over and over again. It was as if they wanted to brainwash me. Annoying but sometimes I wanted to just trust in these words. Though I also knew how bad my situation was right now. There was no need to give me pipe dreams. No one would accept a hero who had killed soo many lives before and was called a villain once.

That was the sad truth and everyone knew about it.

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