After The Flash: Fanfiction by R.T. Adams (ereader android TXT) 📕

“Hello there, good sir,” I said to the main. All he did was kick me in my stomach, forcing me to fall to the ground while in the chair. I grunted and soon recovered. “A rather striking entrance, don’t you think?” He glared at me, picking my chair back up and facing me towards the table.

“Why the hell are you here?” he began to interrogate me.

“I was here for a good time,” I said, “and I asked the old man for a free beer, but he said I could get one if I played a tune he hadn’t heard on piano. In other words, he wasn’t really involved in any way, mind letting him go?” The man ignored my request and continued to ask questions.

“How’d you get here, anyhow? And how’d you manage to pay for the new clothes?” He kept asking questions, as if I were some criminal.

“I followed the path you left from the harbor town,” I responded, “And I sold some of my weapons and clothes for these, in exchange.” He seemed rather angry. Did I say something wrong?

“You sold the clothes we gave you, plus some of the weapons?” he said, “For how much?”

“Three tenths of ten thousand total,” when I said that, all of them looked insanely surprised. “What? I told them most of the items were custom-made, so they thought it’d be worth a lot. Sad enough, the guns are made in nearly every town from my region, and the coat is fairly common.”

“You dumbass, those were custom made, but they aren’t worth that much!” the man shouted. Seems like I ripped off two sorry losers.

“Hey, their loss. They’re the ones who accepted the deal,” I said, “Either way, I got some nice fitting clothes, rather than the tight, uncomfortable clothes that you gave me.” The man sighed and let this pass by. He stared at me with his expressionless face.

“Seems like I have no proper use for you,” he lifted his sleeve and pressed a button. I heard a loud beeping come from the guard behind me. Several men came into the room along with that. They all pointed guns at us. Me, the old man, the guitarist and bassist, and Akina.

“Wh-What is this?” Akina said, seeming rather surprised.

“The CDF has placed you under heavy confinement,” the man said, “You will remain here until we are given further instructions from headquarters.” It seems he was a part of the CDF all along. They forced Akina against a wall and stripped her of her weapons. Typically, I have a plan to escape, but this time, I would need to save four others while I’m escaping. That would involve knocking out the seven CDF soldiers and the man who is, apparently, a CDF captain. I may have strange supernatural abilities, or it seems, but I can’t take on all eight of them. It would be too overpowering of a force to have them all attacking at once. If I could only release the other four all at once to have them help me. Wait a minute, I’ve got it!

“Say, I need to use the bathroom. Can you untie me and take me there?” I asked.

“Take a piss in your pants,” a CDF soldier said.

“Rude, there’s a lady in here. It would be improper. Besides, what if I have to take a shit?” I responded. The CDF soldier looked at the captain. The captain nodded. Seems like they fell for my trap. Now, who should I liberate first. Considering Akina is flexible, and much more experienced, I should release her first. As I was released, I grabbed the CDF soldier’s collar and swung his body around, slamming his head into the soldier’s head who was imprisoning Akina. They both fell, unconscious. Akina ran over to the captain and began to get into a fistfight with him. I continued to knock out the other CDF soldiers, freeing the others as fast I did knocking the soldiers out. Finally, the others were all free and the captain had escaped. Akina was practically unscathed.

“Are you okay?” I asked Akina. She stared at me, smiling. Was something wrong? I took a look at her body, but nothing was wrong.

“I’m fine, James,” she said. Good. For a second there, she had me worried. However, I suddenly heard a loud, ear-deafening sound. It sounded like an explosion. I couldn’t move. Why can’t I move? I looked down. A hole? What is this? It’s red, runny. Wait, could it be? Suddenly, my body went limp and crashed into the table in front of me. Red liquid, everywhere. There was another hole in the wall. I could see it very vaguely. It was hard to notice it, but I could see it. I saw Akina’s face appear in front of me. She was shouting, but I couldn’t hear her. All I could hear was noise. Just noise, nothing else. Soon, however, that noise vanished and everything went dark. My final thought: That backstabbing bastard.

Publication Date: 12-06-2015

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Dedication:
Stephen King and my dear friend, who will go unnamed.