𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐘 𝐆𝐎𝐎𝐃 𝐓𝐇𝐑𝐄𝐄𝐐𝐔𝐄𝐋 𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐓'𝐒 𝐁𝐄𝐓𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐍 𝐏𝐔𝐒𝐒𝐘

Chapter Seventeen: Conflicting Choices

After a hearty meal which Wanda had prepared for us, we piled into Vision's car and headed for Pepe lake. I had often come there to observe the Pepe frogs, which thrived there, giving the lake its name, and just to relax when I felt hyper or anxious. It was a beautiful place, and I was excited that my revenge would finally be exacted there.

The lake wasn't too far from the Maximoff household, and we were able to arrive early. We stepped out of the car, striding down the grassy fields to a pathway which circled around the lake. Pepe frogs hopped into the water at our approach, their different facial expressions filling me with joy, despite the majority of them looking sad. Upon reaching a small wooden pier which was used for fishing, we stopped, and awaited the arrival of Quackity and his gang.

We didn't have to wait too long, however; it seemed that he had planned to arrive early as well. Monty's expensive car pulled up in the parking lot nearby, and we watched as Quackity's squadron stepped out of the cars, making their way towards us. Anger flooded my body as I saw him, one of the many causes of my pain. Monty and Waylon were beside him, looking rather happy with themselves. I noticed that their hands were intertwined as they walked, and this caused some of my rage to dissipate. It seemed like now their relationship was official, and that made me very happy. Behind them was Ballora, looking just as terrifyingly beautiful as before. Her eyes were fixed on me, seeming to stare through my soul, and I knew that she still blamed me for her death. I needed to change that soon.

"Well, well, well." Quackity looked at us, a grin settling on his face as he surveyed my team. He leaned against one of the wooden posts of the pier, regarding us as his friends surrounded him, prepared for battle. "Look who it is; Pig Lover, Four-eyes, Hammer Time, and Useless Chauffeur."

"Great to see you again, Scarface." I greeted. "Glad to see that you got your squad together; Richie Rich, Four-eyes 2.0, and 'Overglorified Blueberry'." I chuckled, recalling the old insult Technoblade had used. "God, that still makes me laugh, even now."

"Your copied insults will get you nowhere, Wonder." Quackity told me.

"Yeah, and neither will yours." I retorted. "It's time that we settled this, once and for all. I'm gonna kill you, and your friends, and exact my revenge."

"Yeah, like that's gonna happen." Monty scoffed. "You blew up Las Nevadas. You're the one who's going to pay."

"Wait, wh-"

Before I could speak, Glitch piped up from beside me. "You think? After everything you've done to us and your friends?!" They pointed an accusing finger at him. "You attacked us first! We didn't even want to fight you guys!"

"You even went as far as brainwashing your friends." Vision said, a look of disdain on his face for the man he had worked for. Pointing at Ballora, he continued to accuse Quackity. "I may not know exactly what happened, but I know that you told her that Wonder killed her, and we both know that it was Technoblade who-"

"That's a lie!" Ballora shouted.

"It's not a lie! I swear to God, I didn't kill you!" I insisted.

"You deceitful scum..." Thor growled, electricity sparking in his eyes as he raised his hammer. "I, Thor, son of Odin, will strike you down for the crimes you have committed."

"You won't get the chance," Monty retorted, pulling out his gun. "since we're going to kill you first!"

Glitch pulled out the pistol which JD had given them, pointing it somewhere between Monty and Waylon. Quackity and I drew our swords in unison, the former moving away from the pier and giving himself room to move about in combat. Vision, Waylon, and Ballora all raised their fists, weaponless yet eager to fight.