Dreams of an Absolution

Bullets And Bombs (Episode 32)

"YOU BASTARD!!!!! I'LL KILL YOU!!!!!!", Brian shouted in rage whilst holding his shot calf in pain. Timothy tried everything in his power to stand and fight back, but the weight of the three men holding him down against the pavement was too much for him to fight back.

With a confident smirk, Slick looked down at the small hole in Brian's calf and said, "Hey, that looks pretty painful. You're lucky I didn't use the regular sized bullet that's equipped for this pistol. That would've been a lot more painful, and lethal. But, there's a reason that this particular bullet is so small. You remember how I told you my power lets me switch powers with others for 24 hours with a sample of their blood?"

Then, reaching into his vest pocket, Slick pulled out a small, clear bullet with a tiny needle attached. It was the same type of bullet he had shot Brian with. "These tiny bullets are special. They don't do too much damage, but they fully pierce through the body part they're shot into. And that is because, these special bullets encapsulate blood. The same blood I need for my powers to work."

Both Timothy and Brian's eyes had widened as the realization set in. "You get it now boys? I mean, how else was I supposed to collect Lucas's blood? Ask him nicely for a sample? As I also said before, I'm prepared. But that's for future plans, now, I'm going to test out Brian's power. Boys, go fetch the bullet capsule I shot him with," Slick ordered.

Immobilized, overwhelmed, and in pain, Timothy and Brian were sweating profusely in frustration, as neither of them could prevent what was happening. The four, black suited criminals in front of Slick began to walk towards the injured Brian, prepared to collect the bullet.

"BRIAN!!!", Timothy stressfully cried out at the top of his lungs. Instantly, the three criminals holding him down, slammed his face into the cement once more. Extremely pissed off, Brian gritted his teeth and tried to stand up. His face now red with intensity, he did everything in his power to fight through the pain, but was unable to get back up to his feet. At that moment, it was beginning to set in that all hope was lost.

Out of the shadows, a hero suddenly sprung onto the scene, landing in front of the criminals before they could reach the bullet containing Brian's blood. Slick's expression switched to unamused. "What kind of sick human being tortures kids in the middle of the night like this!", The hero yelled, sporting an all green costume with a yellow cape.

Before anyone could react, the hero's legs swiftly combined together and formed into a large spring. With zero hesitation, the hero took a large bounce forward towards the action at high speeds. They flew so fast that they blasted through the crowd of the four criminals, taking them out instantly. The momentum was so strong that they were now flying straight towards Slick without slowing down. With mere seconds to react, Slick whipped out his pistol again, firing it instantaneously whilst also dodging out of the way.

"He's too fast!", The hero thought as they flew right past Slick, missing him by a few inches. Before even crashing into the ground, the bullet Slick shot struck the hero right in their collar bone. Blood began to leak from the hero's upper chest. The four, black suited criminals guarding Slick had been knocked out, leaving the three pinning Timothy down the only ones remaining.

Dazed, Slick got up off the ground and noticed something. Most of the house lights of the surrounding neighborhood that were previously off were now on, slightly brightening the dark street. Smirking, Slick thought to himself, "Those sly kids got me monologuing so much that I wasted time, huh? I knew those loud gunshots would wake people up eventually. One of them must've called that hero here too. Meaning soon, more heroes and those damn cops will show up, so it's time to get the hell out of here."

"You three, hurry up and get Timothy into the car! We'll have to take him in for information if he won't talk now!", Slick demanded. The black suited criminals then began to roughly drag Timothy across the sidewalk. "LET ME GO!!!", Timothy shouted angrily. "LET HIM GO OR I'LL FUCKING KILL YOU ALL!!!!!", Brian screamed as his face grew more red and veiny, attempting to crawl after them.

Once the criminals finished fully forcing Timothy into the backseat of the vehicle with them, Slick swiftly got in and started the car. With tears of rage forming in his eyes, Brian attempted to stand back up despite his injured leg and run to the car, only to trip onto the ground once more in the process.

Despite bleeding out, the spring hero stood back while clutching their collarbone and sprung towards the car.....mere inches away before the car all of a sudden pulled off at extreme acceleration. It was too late...

"DAMN IT!!! NOOOOOOO!!!!!!" Brian yelled in a horrifying tone. With that, Brian pushed himself off the ground and slammed a sticky bomb onto the road, setting it for only one second. Instantly, his bomb went off, creating an explosion larger than any he's made before. It launched him forward at overwhelming speeds, destroying his glasses, jacket, and nearly himself in the process. The blast had sent him flying forwards far enough to reach to back end of the speeding car as it turned a corner, attaching a sticky bomb onto it for grip.

Hearing the loud thump on the car's rear end, Slick thought to himself, "The hell was that?", before rolling down his window and adjusting his car mirror. As soon as he did this, his eyes widened in utter shock. Brian was inching his way to the top of the car using sticky bombs. His skin was red and his jacket was torn to shreds. He looked like a serial killer.

"STOP THE FUCKING CAR AND GIVE ME BACK MY FRIENDS!!! I'LL KILL YOU!!!!!!! THE STICKY BOMBS I ATTACHED WILL GO OFF IN FIVE FUCKING MINUTES!!!! STOP THE DAMN CAR OR YOU'LL BE BLOWN TO BITS!!!!! I'LL KILL YOU!!!! Brian shouted at the top of his lungs, nearly popping a blood vessel. "This kid is fucking nuts," Slick thought to himself as he slammed his foot down onto the gas pedal, sending his car into max speed.

Meanwhile, the spring hero, bleeding out on the ground, slowly pulled out their phone and dialed a number. "I'm down, and the villain got away. He's fast and h..has a lot of backup. We're gonna....need him for this...."