There are a few people still that we haven't seen in the story yet. There are people I wish I could stuff into the story here or there because they're awesome, but there are some of those people I will not be able to write in. I don't want to give a list of people I've entered into the story to save a few surprises... but I do want to give a shout out to someone who will absolutely be in the story. Sorry to spoil it but, Handy - you will be in there somewhere in the last chapters. I knew that since like chapter 8 or something. But, I have to give you a shout out. I was figuring out how your character will look, and I looked through every single one of your blogs. They were hard to get through. Mostly because I was laughing too hard to move on. Handy - dude - you probably have one of the best senses of humor that I know of. Props to you. Thank you for giving me a night of laughter.
In the morning, Ravensdale was brightly lit without a cloud in the sky. James walked with his group walking into a deserted set of buildings that, despite the well lit area, seemed shady and evil. Around every corner of every building and coming out of the windows were shadows that seemed to push themselves out into the sunlight. James readied his sword and that prompted his team to do the same. Hugh stood to one side with his baseball bat and on the other stood Wolf with his blade out and ready to strike. Kraid and Alice Dixon were in the middle with AlphaDeus covering the back.
"Do you think there is anyone here?" James questioned.
"There is always someone." Hugh said. "Always expect someone."
"I always think everything could be a trap." AlphaDeus said. "Which is why I'm still alive."
"Is this really the appropriate time for that?" Wolf said.
"I think the joke is on you." A man said out of their line of sight.
"Who is there!" Wolf said. "Show yourself!"
"Why have you come to Ravensdale?" The voice said.
"We're looking for the masked man." James said. "Someone in a mask that is killing hundereds of thousands of people. He has great power. And we intend to take him down."
"Ah yes... Let me introduce myself..." A man emerged from the shadows carrying a shot gun and wore a small mask over his eyes. "My name is Gareth. Some people call me The Comedian."
"Pppttthhhheehehehe..." Alice laughed.
"What?" James turned. "What's so funny?"
"He's a comedian. I just." Alice raised an eyebrow. "I thought it was funny?"
Gareth walked towards James with his shotgun aimed level with his stomach. James looked around at his team and they were starting to smile. He noticed that there was a feeling rising up from his throat. Something tickled him. The whole situation was a bit funny and ridiculous, and he let a bit of a hiccup sounding laugh out of his esophagus.
"Anthony sent you didn't he?" Gareth said. "He sent you all here to die. You all have been tricked. You're looking for a masked man and of course he sends you to me. Was he a reverend? A preacher this time?"
"What? Heheh... Are you saying Anthony is the masked man? Phuhuehhehe... Ahhh... Breathe..." Hugh said, trying to keep control. "Cckekeheheh... ugh... That's... impossible. Isn't it? I mean he helped us. He healed people. Out of everyone he seemed to be the most humane."
"They aren't really healing powers." Gareth said while he lined up his shotgun on James's head. "He's just making you younger, and then older again to preserve your age."
Everyone broke out into laughter because his explanation seemed quite funny at that point. Gareth was not surprised by the laughter. After all he was The Comedian. He could read phone numbers from a phone book and people would laugh. It was painful being the clown because no one would listen. Nothing important could be said. All his life, people would brush him off. So, instead of suffering other people, he became The Comedian of Ravensdale and before long became the reason that no one went there anymore.
It had all come down to this. James turned into the barrel of the shotgun and froze in time. His thoughts crystallized into a clear epiphany. His lucky coin had always pointed him straight towards Anthony every time. His luck told him to stay with Anthony when his coin was doing strange things like not landing on ether side. Anthony Burch was their man, but he couldn't prove it. It was a shame, because he knew how to prove it very easily if, in fact, they had been double-crossed. AlphaDeus had to make a new list of superheros and see who was dead. If there was anyone dead in Anthony's team, then if Anthony was also alive, he would have some explaining to do. Such a shame to realize this now, James thought.
Everyone continued laughing. They rolled on the floor laughing. They curled up and laughed on the floor rolling around struggling to breathe. They laughed out loud until they had tears in their eyes. The only one not amused was Gareth.
"Let's see who laughs last." Gareth said confidently.
"Hahahahahaha!" Everyone laughed.
Gareth pulled the trigger and the gun misfired, shooting the metal parts of the shotgun into his own face. The metal burned and he dropped his gun. Hot splinters of metal were embedded deep within his nostrils and his mouth. He could feel some of it in his neck and his forehead. He was in extreme pain and was having trouble breathing. The metal in his throat started sealing up his flesh and breathing stopped. His mouth hung open trying to scream but his vocal chords were all shot up with beads of metal as well. His knees hit the ground and he started grabbing at his own face as his vision went dark. He wasn't able to feel his hands or face to be able to tell whether or not he was able to take out any of the metal shards. His body convulsed as his lungs filled with blood. After drowning in blood he lay still. And only after he lay there for a few moments and his spirit left his body did the laughter cease.
"That, was a strange ability." Hugh said. "I don't think we can exactly be ready for powers like that. I mean, we come in here with bats and swords, and sometimes these mental power guys just fuck us up."
"I got lucky." James said. "The gun misfired. And The Comedian blew his own face off."
"Do you believe him?" Kraid said. "About our Reverend Anthony?"
"I don't know." James said. "There are fewer and fewer options. Fewer choices of people this masked man could be. We need to get to AlphaDeus's computer to check for the survivor list. Then we will know where to go next. Let's head for North Bend."
"Niero." AlphaDeus said.
"Niero?" Hugh asked.
"The computer is called Niero." Alphadeus explained.
Near North Bend Alphadeus's lair was covered in wires and technology. It had been untouched since they had been there. Niero sat in the middle of the room shut off for the moment, but with the flick of a switch Niero was turned on. Niero lit up red and green. And when Niero was functional, AlphaDeus started giving the computer his commands.
After a few keystrokes a list was spit out.
"No Beyamor." James said. "Damn it. The list was too big last time."
"Could it be that Elsa and Anthony have deceived us?" Hugh said.
"That's what this looks like." AlphaDeus said. "Law and Beyamor are dead."
"Okay, wait." Alice whined. "Maybe they're in trouble! I mean couldn't Anthony and Elsa be under attack? They might need our help!"
"We need to find them either way." Kraid said.
"Yes, exactly." Hugh seconded.
"Corduroy Turtle?" Wolf said. "He's the guy that beat me with his bo staff skills."
"I don't know a few of the people on this list." James said as he flipped a coin.
The coin showed heads on the upward facing side. It answered a question James had asked about Anthony. He had asked the coin to show him Anthony's true nature. The coin had answered yes to the question: "Is he our man?"
"I think he's our man." James said. "But, I will hold judgement until the facts are in."
"Then we head back towards Silent Hill." Hugh suggested. "Something tells me we are going to run into them."
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