Mutant Busters: Insomniac Hell

Bonus! Career.

Tw: Swearing

Tell me if I missed any

Notes at the bottom.
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           "Ah, perfect timing Brutux! Welcome back."

The voice called. This, this feels like it's happened before, doesn't it?

"Well yes, but technically not yet, and not with myself."

Wait. You can read my mind?

"Yeah, don't shit yourself. We're in your mindscape so we don't wake White."

So, why did you show up again, strange, sassy voice? Is it to ridicule me? To kill me?

"Take it easy Alexander, I'm here to ask a favour of you."

What do you want? I can't help you from here.

"Oh but you can. You see, I have had a full schedule recently, in fact I've applied for thirteen jobs just this week alone. Well, I haven't had time to carve out your story yet, and even then, you'll only show up at the end of the chapter. So, I-

Wowowoh wait. What is this story you speak of, and why do you need my help? And WHY am I not even in it yet?!

"Because you're not where the story began. The world you were placed in, the world you had to fix, there was a story in the making, and it all started with a dream. A dream that made that dystopian hell hole seem a little less lonely. A world plagued by virus and germ, but those were easy to kill. Use any normal gun and you're done. But here, use a normal gun and you're life will be over. The story started at the end of that dream, and that dream is what woke Sheriff. He is what started the story. And he will end it. With you and the others by his side."

Its that complex huh. Do what does this have to do with you? And how do you know what happened twelve years ago?

"Because I'm the one who writes history. I'm the keeper of keys, the master of memories. I am the all knowing Possum."

The all knowing what?

"Possum. You know, funky rat bastard, hangs by their tail, looks like a budget ferret-rat fusion? A Possum."

In all my years of living, I could have gone all of them not knowing the world was kept safe by a fucking Possum.

"Hey! Don't disrespect the rodent! Anyways I need you to create a distraction for a bit, I have multiple job interviews this week and I still have to keep up with everything going on at home then I'll have to juggle work and home, then after August, work school home extracurriculars and. You get the point don't you."

Jeez kid, you really need to take a-

"No. I will not 'take a break' I need to make money so I can move out when I turn eighteen."

And how old are you?

"Fifteen."

See? That's your problem. You have everything planned and even go as far as planning three years ahead. You need to stop living in the future and stick with the present. Maybe then you'll be able to complete this chapter. And I'm pretty sure we can all see you've been fighting a writers block since chapter four.

"Well look at you, not even in the story but knowing too much. Maybe I should send you to your ex-wife? Nah, that's too much death for Doctor White. I'll keep you alive but don't. Say. Anything."

Jesus, I'll do it, but only because you need a break. Badly.

"I don't need a break I need a life. And a job, and a bre- oh for fucks sake. This is your fault. One hundred percent. Just go fuck yourself dude."

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       When I woke up, I felt my husband cuddled up beside me, he was still asleep, but I don't think I should go back to sleep, not after that conversation. I should probably just lay down. Keep my eyes open, and cuddle my husband.

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AYOOO! WE BACK AT IT WITH THE BONUS CHAPTERS. Anyways, as you saw, I have hit a writers block again, and I have three interviews just this week. I may or may not take a bit to release the next chapter, and that's not even including the official art I didn't get to finish. I'm sorry but this may take a bit to finish, so please have patience.
Thank you! Possum Out!