As I continue talking to the general, someone sneaks up behind me.
A giant wave of ice & snow rushes to me, blasting me in the face. In an instant, my entire body is frozen.
I'm so sick of this damn ice!
I instantly teleport out of the ice & scream out. "You can't trap me! Even you should know that from our last battle!"
"Stop right there!" The Cold-Hearted screams from behind me. "That kid, I won't let you get to him!"
As both her & the general stand tall, ready to fight, I ask. "You, cold hearted. Why? I remember you. You would kill anyone for even the smallest benefit. Why are you teaming up against me? Work with me, and i'll make it worth your while!" I shout, attempting to recruit her. Of course, once I do, I plan to kill her after I kill Kyle.
"Let me guess. This is all for your goal, right. That unachievable goal that you've worked so hard for? But you won't make it. It's too difficult! That dreams borders on impossible!"
Ha! I scream out in vanity. "You dumbass! So, you won't do it. I remember you, you used to kill people without hesitation! What happened to you? What did you do with your freedom?"
Giving a cross explanation, she starts to yell back. "I kill people when I benefit from it. Sure, that's evil! But I won't kill children! That boy is innocent! If you wanna go through him, you'll have to fight me!"
Shit! This is pointless!
"I don't have time for this!" I shout out in rage.
I lost Kyle! I'll never be able to find him, might as well give up. As long as he doesn't have the orb, he can't do anything anyway.
I use Quantum Flight to escape. "I can't fight anymore. I'm exhausted. One hit from you, and i'll die! I'll just leave!"
As I retreat, I see the faces of the general and the Cold Hearted. Both of their faces twisted in rage. "She used to be so much more ruthless." I said out loud, wondering what happened to her. "How did she get so weak?"
-4 hours later, at an unknown army base-
Kyle, the Cold Hearted, the General, and the Wild animal were all going to get treated for possible injuries they might have sustained during the battle.
"I can't believe it! This military base is huge!" The Cold Hearted mused in awe.
The Wild Animal spoke up. "See, this is the one i'm stationed at, but its not a military base. It's more of a giant safehouse!"
Her arm was already patched up along the way. "Why are you so happy?" The general said sternly. "You still might die, with that arm looking the way it does. How can you even talk, I thought you would have bled out by now."
The Wild Animal says, with a ferocious smile. "I won't die! I'm too scared to die. Plus, as a strong soldier trained to kill Chaotic Demons, I wouldn't fall to something like this!"
The military base was huge. The walls were higher than anything the group had ever seen. It was beautiful. The armed fortress and giant cannons laid throughout the place was very nice. Even the decorations were nice. To top it off, there were thousands of people. "You see, in this place, people live here. Their families rest for free. Every single man, woman and child living here is specially trained to defeat and kill Chaotic Demons. Just the other day, little timothy almost killed a woman with porcelain skin!"
To that, Kyle stopped. "Porcelain skin." He mumbled out loud.
Throughout this entire time, Kyle stayed quiet. The moment of his best friend, almost older brother, who cared for him for 2 whole weeks rushed into his head. To him, it was the biggest betrayal anyone could ever think of. Did it really all mean nothing? Was it all pointless? To him, all hope had died the moment Shelby died. He couldn't believe that J would do something like that. Seeing the blood and guts flying through the air would certainly give him nightmares for months. He would never sleep soundly again.
For the next 2 days, Kyle stayed in his dorm room, never opening the door once, despite the many people knocking to check up on him. He refused to even speak. The boy just sat there and lied on the bed, unable to move. Unable to even eat. He didn't care. He wouldn't shower. Hell, the boy wouldn't even brush his teeth.
"Kyle." The Wild Animal knocked on his door for the 3rd time this week. "You can't just sit in your room all day. What's the point in living if you're just gonna give up after 1 betrayal. I mean, you only knew the guy for 2 weeks."
She thought she would never get to him, until she said these words. "The top brass are discussing how to get rid of the Freedom Junkie. They want you to join today's meeting. They think, since you travelled with him the longest, you might be important to the discussion."
In response to that, Kyle immediately opens the door. The Wild Animal didn't even comment on how he looked. She knew how bad he looked, but she didn't want to make anything worse. They just walked in silence.
-Meanwhile, somewhere in the sea-
I've been Quantum Flying for 2 straight days! Good thing i'm all patched up, though. As I quantum fly all the way to another area, I instantly sense something wrong.
Wait. This place?
The neon lights surround me, and the modern japanese feel of it is nice. "I'm in the country called "Anan."
The country is known for its beautiful night lights, almost like a flash of both red and orange. It's never day here. It's usually a nice tourist spot, but today, it'll definitely be a bloodbath.
"Hey! Freedom Junkie!" I hear from behind me. A woman, nearly 7 feet tall, beautiful tan skin, and clean purple eyes screams from behind me.
She's flying! No... she's not flying. She's using some kind of hoverboard. I don't even know what i'm looking at, really. "What, came to ask me out? Don't worry lady, I'm single, so you got no competition!" I laugh, while secretly calculating how to kill her in the most effective way possible.
From behind me, a grotesque looking man, who is basically just a giant 400lb blob of fat waddles up to me. "What, no hoverboard like your dumbass friend over here? Oh, let me guess! You'd break it!"
Immediately laughing to myself, I say that out loud. In response, he also gives a slow, really awkward laugh.
"Great, you killed the joke, you fat fuck! Maybe stop shoving oreos down your mouth and go work out! It's called a gym. All you have to do is walk in and talk to the person at the counter!" I shout over to him, clearly enjoying myself. To that, the woman yells over to me. "Hey, Freedom Junkie! We heard what you did! Your estimated level went up after you killed the Arsonist! I never thought that guy would die!"
I see what this is!
"So, you guys wanna take me in? What are you, mercenaries? Celestial angels?"
To my shock, she replies with a smile.
"Chaotic Demons."
Instantly, I teleport. I teleport so fast that I break the sound barrier, a giant supernova explosion rushing from behind me as I use all my power to Quantum Fly. Instantly, I use my downward momentum to punch the fatty, but instead, I hit what appears to be a portal instead! "What!?" The portal glows purple and black, and all of a sudden, im sucked into another part of the world."
Damn it! They tricked me! Where am I? I look around to see myself in New America, and above me, are the 2 of them. "They followed me!" I shout out in horror!
Instantly, I teleport inside of the fat loser, but to my shock, my fist doesn't completely destroy his body. Instead, its stuck inside his rolls of fat. "Ok, this is just ridiculous. How many twinkies does it take to be able to do shit like this." I ask, but not before he slowly reels back and uses the weight of his fist to punch me across all of New America. The weight of his fist blasts me so far that the g-force of it nearly knocks the wind out of me.
"Dude, what the fuck. He's so fat, it just negates my main form of attack? What kinda bullshit is that!?" It doesn't even make any fucking sense! I mean, the guy is basically just straight up using magic at this point.
To my surprise, it appears! Another goddamn portal! "Ok, this shit is getting really annoying. Let's just call it a draw." I call out, ready to give up.
"No thanks! The entire world knows what you did. We want the pedigree of being the ones that defeated you."
The woman says, and as I teleport away to escape, a portal comes from right behind me, and she comes out, stabbing me with a knife.
"You see, you can teleport, while I can control portals. I am the far more superior version to you. You cannot beat what surpasses you in every regard, she says, letting me fall.
"Is he dead? That fat fucking weirdo asks her in an unsure tone. "Of course not, but we defeated him, that's all I really wanted. Now, everyone in the world will know my name! The portal manipulator!"
As they both walk through a portal back home, my eyes white out, and I slowly fall unconscious after having lost a large majority of blood.
-Meanwhile, back at the military base-
As the group finally walked over, the Cold Hearted saw Kyle's especially ruthless face. "Hey, kid. If this is too much for you, we don't have to go." She says. She had been pretty ruthless all her life, so it was difficult trying to be nice for a change. Without a word, Kyle walked into the room.
There, in that room, were some of the most powerful people in the entire world. If that man, the Freedom Junkie, could be defeated, those people would surely be in that room
Kyle looked in the room, noticing a portrait of a woman who seemed to be wearing a bright, glowing armor. She was albino, and on that picture, had no semblance of a smile.
"Who's that?" Kyle asked, before being interrupted by another voice.
The guy who interrupted him was a gothic-style guy with dark eyelashes, and he had a smug face, as if to say 'Yeah, im prettier than you! What of it?'
"That, right there, is the strongest woman under our command. She once beat 10 Chaotic Demons at the same time. She's even more legendary than your little psycho friend!"
'Psycho friend?' Kyle thought, before immediately picturing J, no, the Freedom Junkie, in his mind. He didn't like it.
"You might be asking who I am? I'm one of them. The 5 Strongest people at this military base. We call ourselves 'The Authority', and we oversee all that happens in this base."
The 5 strongest. "Does that mean she's an authority?" Kyle asks, pointing at the woman's picture.
"Nah, she's even stronger. He power goes beyond ours. You see, each one of us 5 have seen the Freedom Junkie fight. Well, everyone except me. Tell em, bro!" As he says that, 4 other powerful figures come out of the woodwork. These 5 figures, produce an aura that even the strongest people can't defeat. Kyle could immediately tell. These people! All of them! They were Celestial Angels!
One of them was a woman. She seemed to smile, and said, "This'll be interesting. Anyone who is able to see the red thread of fate becomes far more powerful within hours of defeat. Of course, it was me who spurred him on to destroy the Red Thread of Fate, since it was obstructing my one true goal. It seems as if you're his new partner in crime after that girl."
Kyle was very confused. Was this lady speaking gibberish? He couldn't understand a word of what she was saying, and immediately assumed that the 5 Authorities were probably some pretty weird people just from her weird monologue.
He then tried to shake her hand, but the Cold Hearted said, from the side, "Don't."
Kyle looked confused, but the Cold Hearted responded. "I already tried that, but she's not of this world. She's more like a hallucination or something. It seems like she's the ultimate weapon they're using to defeat that teleporting idiot."
Kyle didn't say a word, but there was clear, visible confusion on his face. He thought to himself, "What the heck is going on? I'm so confused.", and just decided to sit in a chair, ignoring the other people coming into the room.
At the front, one of the 5 Authorities smiled, with bright red lips and a giant scar across his arm, that looked so gnarly in comparison to the rest of his clear, untouched skin that it was not only annoyingly distracting, but also vomit inducing as well.
Suddenly, his tone grew serious, and he no longer had a happy smile. Instead, it was a mangled and grotesque frown, as if he was truly speaking from the depths of hell itself.
"No wasting time. Let's get started with the topic at hand. Let's kill him...
The Freedom Junkie."