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Originally Posted by Fox 6
Is it latin?
How much is left?
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It is Latin for now. We shall see if change name again.
As for how much is left, I hope to have done within the month or so. All the chapters are done on paper, but I add/delete so much who knows.
Take this for example, I condensed 3 chapters into 2.
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2
"Sometimes when your hopes have all been shattered
And there's nowhere to turn
You wonder how you keep going."
"What the hell are you singing?" Fox interrupted Swan's vocals.
"For some reason, the song came to me." Swan looked down as Geo was joined by Raged. "And it looks like it is about to get hot in hurr!"
"Swan, I've got to ask. How the hell do you joke at a time like this?"
Swan pondered the question for a bit before he responded. "Well think about it friendo. If I got all gloom and doom. And you got all gloom and doom. Well where would that leave us? With me acting all goofy, it makes it harder for you to think about our impending doom. Besides, it is what I do best."
"Fair enough," Fox accepted his friend's answer but the sad realization that it was now on him to come up with an escape plan frightened him. He glanced over at Bond who now babbled incoherently to himself.
Think Fox think. He knew there had to be some way out. Some flaw or misstep he could turn in their favor. Thus far, nothing came to mind. It did not help that he could barely focus on the scene beneath as he continued to be twisted and turned in the air.
As he thought, a single tiny fireball came shooting past him.
"How do you think that was Geo? Woke 'em up a bit I bet." Raged had sent the fireball to remind the three above that things were about to get worse.
"Are we going to wait for Magus or shall we get this barbecue started now?"
"We started off as a team, our greatest victory shall be as a team!" Geo had to say no more, Raged knew there was no point in arguing.
While they watched the three figures bounce violently in the air, they felt a harsh breeze rush past them. Before they could recover, it spoke.
"YES! Looks like those two will FINALLY get what is coming to them!" Raged and Geo turned to find Typhoid standing beside them now.
"Who are you?" Geo asked.
"The name is Typhoid," there was a look of disgust on Raged's face when the name was said. "I'm a part of the Canadian Coalition. We've been chasing..."
Before his words could escape his mouth, Typhoid felt a flame barely miss his head.
"Whoa there pal, they are the enemies. I'm on YOUR side!"
"No you aren't! You filthy son of a bitch! It is because of you and your little group that we have become what we are now!" Raged spoke these words with such disdain.
Geo recognized he had never seen Raged so fired up even when he took the lives of the innocent.
"It is because of you and your stupid little organization that the past year has been nothing but hell for us!" Raged now shot streams of fire in Typhoid's direction. Typhoid was quick enough to evade the fire however. "For the past year, we could land no work! Why? Because the Coalition would handle it for free! Some of our greatest adversaries were killed by the Coalition with no effort! We became a joke! We still are a joke."
Now Raged used both hands to form a tight circle around Typhoid, but he used his speed to great a gust of wind that blew the fire away. "And now on our moment to regain our reputation and glory, you are here to steal it from us! We won't have it! I will kill you! I will kill those three! And then I will search out the others in your organization and kill them! I will kill you all!" There was such passion in Raged's voice. Geo became a little frightened, but he also knew he had to control his friend.
"Raged could you calm the fuck down until we kill these three, and then you can do what..." It was too late. Raged's anger had gotten the better of him and one of his blast came close to burning Geo but he dodged out of the way quickly.
The only problem was he had to break his concentration to do it. This was all the time the three heroes needed. Fox sent a ball of clay at Geo which knocked him on the ground. He then grabbed ahold of Swan and Bond and pulled them to the ground with him.
"Now let's see how you do when we are on equal footing."
"I wouldn't say equal just let." They turned around.
"CRAP!"
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"What? Who are you? Where'd you come from?"
"So many questions. So much confusion. I'm surprised this place is so empty. But then again a head full of question has no information of its own."
The voice sounded too familiar to Nighthawk, but he would not place it. "Okay so I shall start with just a single question. Who are you?"
A thick fog had set over the room now. "Clearly, you haven't the foggiest who I am?" The strange man chuckled to himself and appeared disappointed when Nighthawk did not join in on the fun. "Think long and hard, and maybe a bit of your haze will clear up."
Nighthawk thought deeply. He knew he knew the voice. He was just unsure how he knew the voice. Unless... he thought back to a time he tried to forget. As the picture in his mind became more clear, the fog in the room dissipated. No it couldn't be, but the voice did strike him, and the fog was clearing up. "You're the man from the market!"
The walls surrounding them now began to fill up with images from that night. "Indeed, I am the man from the market. I see you did what you were told to do and blocked out what transpired. I thank you for that, it made my presence all the more easier."
"What?"
"Again with the questions! Do you want this place to fill up with the fog of doubt again? Look I'm becoming you with all these questions asking."
Nighthawk attempted to think of a way to gather information without asking a question. "I don't know whether I am thrilled or shocked by a grand plan that included me, but I was not aware of."
"You should be thrilled. You will bring about a new order to this world. You will help change the balance of good and evil. Of light and dark. Of hope and dread. You, Nighthawk, will finally get what you always dreamed about, and trust me I know what you dream about. You will no longer be in your brother's shadow. People will know who you are for better or for worse."
Nighthawk did not like the sound of anything he was just told. "You said you could explain this place to me."
"That I did. So get comfortable."
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