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(god I'm so sorry, I've had a lot of stuff going on, I'll try to be way more frequent now that it's the weekend)
The punch brushed his cheek as he held Crush down, and he grunted as he aimed a punch towards him.
Crush couldn’t block in time and the punch struck him in the face. He cussed under his breath before launching a kick for Vulcan’s stomach before pulling out a different type of bomb. It was a gas one with some mysterious contents.
Luke took the blow, stumbling backwards and clutching his stomach. What is that? He wondered, still trying to get himself together.
“You look confused…” Crush said with a smirk, “This my friend is well known as mustard gas. It’ll kill anything it touches. So I’d stay back and let me do my job, unless you want to kill both yourself and a good amount of people that this gas will reach.” Crush easily tossed the bomb back and forth, pretending to drop it now and again.
Luke glanced at the mayor, then back at Crush, and let out a sigh, still clutching his stomach with one arm and holding up the other. "Alright." He took a step back. Damn it, I've got to think of something…
Crush’s smile widened as he turned, shoving the bomb back into its holding spot and cracking his fingers before poising his hand to shove it into the mayors chest.
Luke's hand fell from his stomach as he raised his hands and blasted fire out at Crush, being careful to avoid the mayor. This had better work…
Crush grunted as the fire hit his back, knocking him to the floor. He weakly tries to stand up but fails. He glares at Vulcan and tried once more. This time he stumbled towards the terrified mayor attempting to yank him down.
Luke rushed over to them, calming the fire in the palms of his hands as to not accidentally burn the mayor. He grabbed Crush by the arm, trying to pull him off.
Crush fought back, kicking him once more and finally standing up, breathing heavily. His back was burned, bleeding, and his back hurt like bell. He refused to give up, his job would be completed. He turned to the mayor and thrust his hands towards him, hoping he had enough time to finally win.
He grunted and fell backward, his stomach exploding with pain. He coughed, putting a hand up to his mouth. It came back with blood on it. Crush was heading toward the mayor again. Come on, get up… he willed himself, only to fall backward once more, wincing. "No!" was all he could manage, as the pain was too bad for him to try and stop him. "Don't touch him." Fire welled up in his palm as he crawled over to them.
Kopke glanced back for a split second before quickly doing what he was meant to do. The mayor's heart was easily crushed and he fell to the floor. Kopke began to laugh before passing out a few seconds later.
Luke's stomach wrenched as he vomited onto the ground. It was brief, and after a few minutes he glanced up and wiped his mouth with the back of his hand. "Damn it!" he yelled, as he weakly got up and stumbled over to them before falling to his knees again. "No…" he murmured, his bloody hands shaking.
Crush was completely unconscious on the floor from the fire and blood loss, his back was still bleeding and it didn’t look pretty. The blood coating his left hand wasn’t his, instead it was the mayors from crushing his heart.
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He heard police sirens in the distance and he hauled the mayor's body over his shoulder. Police broke through the door, holding guns, all pointed towards Luke. "Don't worry, he's out cold." He gestured towards Crush's limp body as he heaved the mayor's body out of the room and handed him over to the police. As the officials continued to investigate the scene, Luke dropped down to the ground up against the building, running his fingers through his hair in anxiety. I could have saved him if I was faster. Just a little faster… He sighed and held his head in his hands.
Crush woke to the sound of police all around him. He panicked and forced himself to stand up. He was bleeding heavily but he had to escape. The cops a turned their guns at him and he threw a smoke bomb so he could make his getaway. When the smoke cleared, he was gone. Kopke made it to the easiest place he could, the alleyway from where he had changed and once again after a bad attempt of concealing himself, passed out. The blood had ceased a bit but, the wound was bad.
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Luke sat up in bed and rubbed his eyes. After the incident he headed right back home and slept for a couple of hours, which felt amazing. He stood up and walked out to the living room where Emily, his sister, sat at the table doing her homework. "Hey, Emmy. How was school?" She shrugged, still focusing her attention on the work. "It was fine." Her blue-gray eyes seemed sad. She glanced up at Lukas. "You know Mayor Marshall?" She asked. He swallowed anxiously and nodded. "He got killed by some guy today. He was Lily's dad. She's really upset. She won't answer any of my calls." She sighed and glanced down at her paper again. Lukas cursed himself in his head and sat down at the dining room table, running his fingers through his hair. How could he let this happen?
Kopke woke after a couple hours or so. He was sore and his back still hurt. He got up and changed into his normal clothes, making him look pretty normal. He began to walk back to his apartment, slightly limping but with a smile on his face. I did it. And Vulcan couldn’t stop me…. He thought to himself.
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