The Truth

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Yeahhhhh it's been a really long time, sorrrrrry. Anyways I don't own these characters, only the plot. Enjoy this story.

 "It's just a dream." Someone whispered and I felt fingers on my back. They were cool and gentle to the touch. Soothing, whispering, my breathing came raspy, and I slowed my breathing down. They began to trace the muscles on my back and I tensed in discomfort.

"No." I managed to pant out holding my head. This suddenly got even worse. Now we would have to kill Jawa, Zoe, and Chip before even reaching Mike and the 'it'. Have to deal with their army as well, while protecting citizens. Or, maybe the citizens are already killed. I eased at the thought, less work.

I suddenly realized Erica's arm was around me, tightly. I could feel her side pressed against mine. Feeling her ribs digging into my own. I really need to eat more chicken nuggets. I admired the sensation for another second, then I pushed it away and jumped up to grab the remote. Flipping on the tv to find a very horrible surprise.

"This is 'Vote For This FanFic' News broadcasting services, and we are reporting on the north entrance of Yellowstone. An individual is warning of an attack!" Adjusting his "Make America Great Again" Hat, then running his hands over his handle bar mustache. I searched his waist for a gun, typical redneck.

Then the reporter moves out of the way revealing Mike. Surrounding him stood two guards clutching guns. The black vest, with a futuristic helmet protecting their heads. Shiny black boots and knives on their waistband. A tool kit full of supplies, beside me I could feel Erica's jealousy. I glanced over at her and she was practically drooling. 

Mike smiled waving to the crowd watching him. I cringed he also had the same redneck style attire. A red button up, and a fake mustache on his own face. His black hair wild.

"I'm not here to kill, no." He gestured to his men "These are to protect you, from two murderous individuals." The guards both grunted and lowered their illegal guns.

The crowd gasped and I rolled my eyes. This all seemed staged.

"Escape now before they kill. Besides my organization, TNBG, will protect you." Mike smiled and nodded his head at a guard. Warren got pulled into view and Mike frowned pointing right at him. Warren quivered and even from a TV screen I could tell he was crying.

"This is an example of the murderers. We found him snooping in on a camp site. About ready to fire his very illegal rifle on children." Mike shook his finger and put on a pout face. 

"That is one sorry example of a murderer." Erica mumbled wiping the drool from her face.

Warren quivered and I knew he wasn't caught. Based on the bloody marks he was abused. I closed my eyes thinking about the pain. At least I had superhuman abilities. By superhuman I mean super demon. Stop quaking Lucifer.

I looked over at Erica "They are going to kill him" I said flatly Erica shook her head guessing what I was going to do.

"I'm going." I growled pushing myself up.

"No!" Erica shouted back she looked unsure and confused. For once she was confused and I smiled at that.

I put my hands on her shoulders and looked at her. "I'll be fine."

So I then took off jumping out of the window like a bad ass. The glass shattered and I smiled diving out of the hotel. I landed and did a somersault the three stories I fell feeling like nothing. I bowed and really expected applause. None came but then Erica poked her head out and shouted "Hey you actually landed!" So, I bowed once more.