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a companion novel to @mixiewrites562's Super Struck
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Maroon Henry Allen is a normal kid. Locked away from the world at age seven and as fast as lightning, if you call that normal. Maroon is the son of the Flash, Barry Allen, and...
"What in the name ofGalactus do you want me to do?" "Think transparent, like I said." "What the heck is that going to do?" "Transport you where you want to go. "Yeah, but, where is that?" "Try uh..Hell." "You're kidding me, right?"
"No." "You thin--" "N-no! No, no no no no no. I was just suggesting trying to go there. It's always the easiest." I raised a eyebrow. "Alright. Now what do I do?"
"First you need to know how it works." I sighed. "It's a form of teleportation. You just really have to.. focus." "Right. So I should try it now?" "Yeah, go ahead Mar."
I tuned everybody else out, on and thought of where I wanted to go. It had a tint of red.. in the sky. The ground was rock, and the humidity was killing me. I opened my eyes, I wasn't in the dorm anymore. I stood directly on there. I don't really like the underworld, why'd I come here again?
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"I really don't like it down here, it's really killing me." I looked around, surely enough, I was alone. "Now, you'd think there would conveniently be allies around?" I sighed.
I Started walking. "Hello? Any dead people that I... happen to know?" I was alone. I'm usually not alone.
"Hey, Maroon!" Normally I'd be scared out of my skin. But this was literally Hell. I was bound to meet some dead people. "Why're you here? You didn't die here... did you?" "Nah. Some teleportation hippy stuff Cart taught me."
"Oh, cool. What'd you want to do?" "I..- you're the dead one here. I don't know what is here..? Also shouldn't you be in heaven?" "Yeah, well, the underworld is apparently the waiting room. Not the most cool waiting room, but it's alright."
I nodded. "If you're not in heaven, I'm going to need to smash some heads." Zippy smiled. "Thanks, Mar. I can always count on you, can't I?" "Yup. Supporting peanut gallery at your service."
"Alright, supporting peanut gallery. Let's head to the hotel." I nodded, and we started walking. "How does it feel to be.. dead?" I immediately regretted asking him. Too personal?
"Well, I can tell you that it really sucks. It.. really hurts at first. Plus it's sad, you're mostly alone. Until you find relatives, though! It isn't all that bad." I nodded.
"I missed you, though, I'm glad I can see you now. That is- when i'm concentrating on going to the underworld." "Yeah, I like that." Much better than being alone, I'll tell you that." We had reached the hotel. "So, this is the place!"
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