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The Horrorverse, Part 7: His Butler, An Optimist

How lucky am I that the only two people reading this story are fans of Baron Kelvin? XD

Chapter 7: His Butler, An Optimist

London

"'ey, it's the Sandman! Get him, clowns!" A group of seven clowns drew their balloon weapons and ran to strike. To their surprise, Sebastian Michaelis landed in the middle of the group, kicking two clowns to his left and right. He quickly jabbed at a clown's balloon shield to pop it, then quickly punched his face a few times to knock him down. Sandman dealt a Ground Takedown on the clown, and when another one came up behind him, Nolan kicked back and kicked up to fling him overhead.

"Sebastian, on you!" The clown flew to Sebastian, who caught him between the legs and did a midair twirl before smashing the clown into the ground. Sebastian did a karate chop to disarm another clown, followed by a quick chop to the head to knock him out. He faced a clown that was about to cross a sewer lid, so he quickly lifted the lid, bashed the clown with it, and made him fall headfirst into the sewer. His puffy suit caused him to get stuck, but Sebastian slammed the sewer lid on his behind, anyway.

Nolan tossed boomerangs to dizzy two of the other clowns, going to beat one of them into submission. The other clown recovered, but Sebastian stylishly tossed a kitchen knife, the base of the knife hitting the clown's head and dizzying him. Nolan could then knock him unconscious, and so the only clown left was the Riddler Informant. "Give. Now. Riddles. Talk! Else! Or!"

"Kay! O!"

"If you insist." Nolan knocked him out. "Wellp, that's three groups of thugs. You've certainly seen your share of combat."

"Indeed, but it's always good to have some extra experience points."

"True that." Nolan reached into his coat and pulled out Sebastian's business card. "So... you're a Black Butler. But what is a Black Butler, exactly?"

"It is a business that was created in medieval times. I am sure, by now, you have determined I am not human. The Black Butlers are a group of demons who appear before any mortal who has gone under terrible emotional crisis. We are trained to follow any order and ensure our master's protection. We establish a contract with our masters and serve them until the day we consume their soul. Unfortunately, due to the incident with my master, King Malladus ordered the business to be shut down."

"The incident with your master, huh?" Nolan thought he could piece the rest together.

"Correct. And because of that, my contract was never completed, and I remain a servant to the Earl Phantomhive. I am the last of the Black Butlers."

"So depressing." Nolan said sarcastically. "Reminds me of these two fairies who served a 10-year-old boy. He's about 60 years old now. And he still has them."

"Oh, yes, Fairly OddParents. I despise that show. They make butlering look easy. ...Now that I think about it, if we are going to be superheroes, perhaps 'Black Butler' could be my Hero Name."

"We're more like vigilantes, but that is a pretty cool name. Look sharp, Black Butler."

"As always, Sandman. By the way, I was thinking this could be my mask." Sebastian slapped on a black cat mask.

"Now you look like Catman."

Nolan heard static in his communicator. "-rk... Mr. York. Can you hear me?"

"Carol! I was getting worried..."

"It's okay. I guess you just got bad reception in that forest. Anyway, I've been monitoring the town from the satellite. I couldn't find anything on Kelvin Renbourn, but I did spot something... unusual. Go to this location."