The Masked Council

The one who remembers

Kyle was getting ready for work, author of a popular crime series. That was the only thing that still gave him pleasure, writing thrillers. When he got to his office, which was on the fifth floor of the Masked Mushroom, the only one in town who tolerated him was already waiting: Fanviva Д-99. "What's up Kyle? How's your new book going? Let me know if you need anything," announced Д-99. Kyle sat down at his desk with a sigh and said, "I'm fine, just like the book. Don't pretend we're best friends, you don't like me you only tolerate me." Д-99 looked at him confused. "Who told you that? You're my friend, I swear," Fanviva Д-99 promised. Kyle put a piece of paper in his typewriter and started typing. Then he said, "You also swore to me that you would find my parents' killer." "Not that again, Kyle," Д-99 said in frustration, "After all the research I did, the bottom line is, your parents died of natural causes." Kyle slammed his hand on the table and yelled, "I saw the killer, he was definitely not from my universe. Or do you also think I would have murdered them? Just like everyone else here thinks." They both remained silent for several minutes. Then Д-99 replied, "I believe you, but I haven't found anything to prove it." "How can that be? It must have left some kind of mark," Kyle said. Fanviva Д-99 said, "I know, but no mark was left. Absolutely nothing. Sorry." Kyle banged his head on the table and said, "It's fine, no need to apologize. You didn't do anything wrong." He started to write his crime novel and after half an hour he realized that Д-99 was still there. "What... are you still doing here?" Kyle asked confused. Д-99 asked, "Should I have gone? If so, then I can go now." Kyle thought for a moment and then answered: "No, you can stay here. I feel comfortable when you are here." "Okay, I'll stay here then," assured D-99. Several minutes passed, the room filled with the rhythmic tapping of the typewriter. Then Kyle stopped abruptly, looked Д-99 straight in the eye, and then asked, "Why am I here anyways?" "What is it?" Fanviva asked Д-99, who seemed to be absent. Kyle repeated, "I asked why I was actually here." "Hm...", Д-99 started to think, "I don't know, but I don't know why I'm here either." Kyle said, "It's very simple, you have powers to defend the city, but I don't. I am truly insignificant. I have no strength, I have no important task in the city. "I'm sure you have a power you haven't discovered yet," said Д-99. Kyle said, "I don't think so. The only power I have is the power of my words to change the world." "You can't change the world with words," said Fanviva Д-99." Kyle looked at him for several minutes before starting to say, "Words are more powerful than blows, for blows hurt your enemy, but words manipulate the enemy." "But..." Д-99 started but was immediately interrupted by Kyle: "If you think words are weak, tell me again what your power is." "D-dancing," Д-99 replied. Kyle immediately burst out laughing, "Right, I wouldn't listen to someone whose power it is to dance." "We're friends, and I'm also your boss. You can't talk to me like that," said Fanviva Д-99. Kyle looked down at his typewriter, then said, "Like I said, you don't like me, you tolerate me." After that, he kept typing away on the typewriter, and Д-99 turned around and said: "Okay, then goodbye. Ass." He left the room and silence fell in Kyle's study. Kyle kept typing, driven by anger, which he packed into the story. After several hours, he finally finished the chapter when there was a knock on his door. "Come in," he called. Its door opened and Fanviva P-78 stuck its head inside. He then said, "Hey Kyle, you didn't happen to see anyone with tattered clothes, did you?" "No, why do you ask?" Kyle wondered. P-78 stuttered, "O-oh, I just a-a-a-asked." Then he disappeared again. Kyle was getting ready to go home after his hard day's work. As he was about to leave, Д-99 stepped in "What is it, if it's not that important I'd like to leave" Kyle said annoyed. Д-99 held out his hand to Kyle and said, "I'm sorry Kyle if I hurt you. I really want to be friends with you, I swear." Kyle took his hand and pulled Fanviva Д-99 to his face, then whispered, "Fine with me." He then pushes Д-99 aside and disappeared from his office.