Simon walked down the street with his hands in his pockets when a black van with a white hat painted on the side drove up to him. The doors slid open and a group of people in riot gear stepped out.
"Come with us," one said.
"Fuck that," Simon said.
They charged at him.
Simon grabbed the first one's arm and flipped him onto his back and grabbed his nightstick while simultaneously kicking the next one in the abdomen, sending him sprawling on the ground. He turned and smacked the third man's head with the baton then jabbed the handle into the fourth's neck, hitting a nerve cluster and the man crumpled like a suit full of rocks. The last one knocked the nightstick out of Simon's hand and hit him in the head with the butt of his gun. Simon collapsed but twisted his legs around his assailant, knocking him on the ground. Simon quickly got up and started running away. He ducked right before he heard a gunshot. He jumped through a pawn shop window as the gun fired.
He crashed through the glass and knocked over a drum set. Before he could catch his breath he got up and hid in between a chess set and a cello.
He listened as he heard the crunch of boot on shards of glass. The footsteps got to the other side of the clothing rack and stopped.
The man spread the clothing, revealing Simon.
He held a pistol to Simon's face.
"You're being a real pain in the ass," the man said, cocking the gun.
"Screw you," Simon answered.
The man smiled and pulled the trigger.
Everything went white.
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The Two
ActionTwo high school boys discover that they are deities who become the victims of a crazed CEO of a shady corporation that seeks to become a god himself
