The Friends(Not Continued)

Don't fool with me..

Just an average day, Carl and hanzo fighting, chewtoys ignoring it all while playing video games. Kiotay Watching, Dan attempting to serve customers. It all was going normal. Normal as can be..Nothing wrong, and nothing bad. Well besides the fact that The bar was being repaired, and a new room added for kiotay.

Since no body was really... trustworthy she shared a room with chewtoys. SO basically it was okay. Beside the fact.. that an unknown visitors came.

As the strongest, carl kept a close eye on him. Making sure he wasn't bad. Eventually he came to conclusion that he was good.

Yet, leaving him alone might've been bad.

Once the bar closed, he stayed. Even hanzo tried getting him out, but ended up almost loosing an arm. That was when carl kinda grew pissed. No body ain't allowed to mess with Hanzo or anybody. Especially they almost died.

"Leave." Carl got up, and walked towards the man.

"Make me"

"I'll fucking end you." Carl muttered.

The man laughed, "You'll end me? Last I heard, Hanzo was the one who defeated those People"

"Cause we didn't think we need what we needed to us."

"I'm staying, or you're loosing all your friends, For good."

Carl glared down at the man. "Why are you staying."

The man laughed, larder. "Don't you remember me? Carl."

Carl's eyes widen. It probably was him. But why?.. Why would he even threaten to take away his friends?

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"Luke, I'm moving" Young Carl looked away sadly.

Luke looked at him, "Why?..."

"Mother says I have to move"

Luke nodded, "Ah." He sighed, "Then one more round of tag?"

Carl nodded.

They play, and played. Giggling at random moments, having the best of fun. It all ended when Carls mother called for him.

"Carl! It's time!"

Carl looked at Luke, and tagged him. "...Tag. You're it.." Carl looked down and mumbled, "Good-bye..."

"Next time I see you, i'll tag you." Luke hugged carl. "This isn't good-bye yet."

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"Luke?" Carl looked at the man, and he giggled.

"And I'm still it." Luke looked up at carl and smirked, "But this game will end"

Luke, got up, drawing a knife at carls neck. "I'll win, And you'll loose everything."

The horror carl was in. It hurt, it's like he lost a friend to a demon. Like the demon swallowed him. Making him do these thing.

"Luke.."

"I want to see you rage, like in the good old day when we fault." Luke smiled, Letting go of Carl and pointing it at dan.

"Go ahead." Carl muttered, "He can't die."

Dan looked at Carl in surprised, This isn't the carl he knew, right?

"Oh? he's immortal, like you." Luke sighed and thought, "Then how about Hanzo, and the other human people"

The way Luke said it disgusted Carl. The way he said human, as if he wasn't human himself, full of hatred, pissed Carl off. How much hatred can one guy have, and for what reason?

"Touch them.. and you will die." Carl glared at Luke. This wasn't carl anymore. It was the carl with hatred and rage. "I'll make you pay."

"So those three can die?" Luke questioned, quite stunned.

"Yes."

Carl reached out, and muttered something. Soon enough a sword came. "I'll kill you if I have too." Carl then pointed the sword at Luke.

Luke smiled widely. "Welcome back."

"I've always been here," Carl spat.

"Riight"

Luke chuckled, and charged at Carl. Carl stood for a moment then charged back. The clings, and the knife hitting a sword was beautiful to Luke. The fact that they both were strong was brilliant. The way the swords they dance as they fought. AS if a melody was playing. Waiting for a winner.

Like stars dancing in the sky. Star wanting to be free, is how the sword and the knife where.

In the end, Carl ended up winning.

"You just couldn't win." Carl stared down at his 'Old friend'

Luke weakly smiled, "The fact you're stronger isn't right. In the end though, I would never be able to kill you.." Luke chuckled.

"I Despise you, Luke. You're not the luke I liked as kids."

"And you're not the same Carl."

"In the end we both...Changed" Both boys said, luke slowly dying, and carl sighing.

"See you in hell" Luke chuckled.

"Probably wont"