I was a bully.
Or at least I was, but I never thought of myself that way before. Yes I would make jokes and poke fun, but I never actually meant to hurt anyone's feelings...
Yet here I am, Cain Everett, collapsed to the ground in some backway alley, with a knife repeatedly stabbing into my neck over and over and over again.
By my own classmate at that. I always thought he was weird so I would make jokes about him to the class. People would laugh, and I thought that meant it was okay.
'To think I would die because of this fucking weirdo.'
'No, but why is this kid going so far, its not like I beat him or something. To kill your classmate because of a couple of bad jokes? Are you fucking kidding me?'
I couldn't contain the anger building deep inside me, but the pain of being stabbed overtook any other sensation.
'No, no, no, no, no, no!'
'This shit hurts so fucking bad! I wanna cut this bastard into a million different pieces!'
'Why am I the one getting killed? Fuck! It hurts!'
'I wish he could feel this pain, why me? Why me? I wanna cut him... I want him to feel this pain!'
As the thought crossed my mind, a blinding light engulfed the world. I couldnt see where it came from, all I could do was close my eyes to avoid the brilliant light.
Then everything went dark.
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I woke up to the feeling of raindrops hitting my dry skin. Lips peeling, I gasped for air clinging to any notion of life I could.
'I'm... Not dead am I?'
'All I remember was being attacked, and then a light blinded me. After that, everything went dark, and I thought that I had really died.'
After gathering my bearings a little, I stood up and looked around me.
All I could see was the same alleyway I was in whenever I got attacked by that weird kid.
Wait.. That kid! He stabbed me multiple times in the neck, yet all I have to show for it is a light scar that stretches from my chin to my chest.
How am I alive? And where the hell did that fucker go?
BOOM!
A loud explosion reverberated throughout the air, coming from an empty street exiting the alley.
BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!
Explosion after explosion, I began to think we were at war and thats why there were no other civilians out in the streets.
But as I walked to the edge of the alleyway and took a peek at the scene, my heart jumped.
It was two men fighting each other, one causing explosions from his bare hands, and the other seemingly blinking around the area dodging the others attacks.
'What the fuck!? How the hell is that guy causing explosions from his hands!? And is that guy fucking teleporting!!? Are you serious right now!!!?'
Watching the two of them fight, I couldnt fathom what I was witnessing. Two people with actual superpowers are just battling in the streets. Where are the police? The government? What is going on?
After a few seconds of calming myself down, I began to observe them a little more closely. Thats when I seen him, the bomb guy. Something about him was very familiar.
'That's it! He's the guy that the police apprehended a few days ago! Apparently he was a serial bomber who bombed multiple different events and fundraisers. How is he a free man, did the police let him go?'
But it wasnt hard to realize that if he really has fucking explosion powers, it wouldn't be hard for him to escape the police.
I don't recognize the other guy, but I can tell he is badly hurt. He's bleeding all over and half his body is burnt to a crisp. If he couldn't teleport, he wouldn't even be able to dodge a single attack from the bomber guy.
Just then, the bomber went in for a frontal assault, launching his right arm directly for the guys face. The man simply disappeared from sight, and reappearing behind the bomber not even a second later.
But right as he appeared, the bombers other hand swung backwards, and landed palm down on the mans ribcage.
BOOM!
The explosion was terrifying. The fact the man survived this long against attacks like those was a miracle, even being able to teleport.
Even so, the man was able to teleport away at the last second, but sustained the damage of most of the initial impact of the explosion. His ribcage and innards were in clear view, and blood gushed out of him like a red waterfall.
A few seconds later he fell to the ground, yet still clung desperately to life.
"Hmph, you should have just told me where she was you fucking idiot, then you would've had a painless death. Hahahaha!"
But it wasnt over yet, as the bomber laughed and let his guard down, the man used the last ounce of his strength to teleport directly behind the man, and thrusted his knife into the mans body.
The bomber was able to dodge a fatal blow at the last second, but the knife still jammed into his right shoulder.
"YOU FUCKING BASTARD! ARGHHH! FUCK!"
The Bomber then reached down toward the mans lifeless body, grabbed his neck with his only good arm, and poured all of his rage into the corpse.
BOOM!
An explosion even greater than the one earlier blew the corpse into smithereens, scattering the blood and innards all over the ground. The smell was of burnt flesh and blood, so bad it reached the alleyway in a matter of seconds.
I was hiding behind the wall covering my nose and mouth trying not to inhale any of the fumes or smell, or else I would vomit uncontrollably.
And just when I thought I was fine and could take my hands away, everything inside me ached, and I violently vomited all over the ground.
Nothing but blood and stomach acid came out of my mouth, and it hurt like hell. The only reason I didnt continue to vomit was because I was so scared that it might have caught the attention of the bomber, that I forgot how to breathe.
As if my fears manifested into reality, a bone-chilling voice came from the street behind me.
"You... What power do you have."
I looked up at the man and fell backwards in fear. I didnt know what to do, if I tried to run and he caught me, I'd be turned into mush. If I stayed and he got ahold of me, the outcome would be just as bad.
"I asked you a question."
Just as he reached his arm out, he flinched from the pain coming from his shoulder wound.
"Aghhh"
"...Hey, I wont hurt you, just tell me what your power is and I will let you go."
I could barely fight through my fear, but I eventually managed to understand his words.
'I see. So he thinks I have a power. This actually might be the only way I can survive, I hope it works.'
"M-my power is healing, but its pretty slow when used on others, and it requires direct contact with the wound."
The bomber look me up and down, and then grabbed my arm with his left hand.
"Get up and heal my wound, if you do I'll let you live.
I'll hold one of your arms to make sure you dont do anything fishy. If you are lying and cant heal, then ill blow your arm off, and we will bleed out together."
Perfect, he believed me. Now I just got to figure out a way to get out of this situation.
The bomber slowly took of his shirt, avoiding the knife lodged in his shoulder, and sat down on a broken wooden chair.
I slowly started to pull the knife out of his shoulder, and as if I could feel the pain he was experiencing, my shoulder stiffened and felt like a needle was poking into my body.
"Ah fuck! Stop going slowly you idiot, just yank it out and heal me!"
"Y-yes I'm sorry!"
I pulled the knife out as quick as possible, and I could feel his grip weaken on my arm as I did. Right at that moment, something inside me activated and without even giving it a second thought, I pulled my arm away from his grasp. I then held the knife with both hands, put all my weight behind it, and lunged it straight into the back of the bombers skull.
It all happened so fast, the bomber couldnt recover from the pain in time to stop me. Blood dripped out from his skull, and I felt a relief wash over me. At the same time, I started to realize that I just killed a man.
But before I could expand on that thought, a searing pain engulfed me.
It felt like someone took an ice pick and swung it as hard as they could into the back of my head, piercing it completely.
Almost immediately after, I fell unconscious.
And that was the first time I felt the pain of dying.
Author Note: Never wrote a web novel before just going with the flow, if this somehow gets a few views/likes I'll be sure to make more chapters.