by C S » Tue May 06, 2008 8:43 pm
That night, after he dissapeared from the scene where police flooded the location of where Kevin shot a mail box into a man's house, Kevin went to sleep. At first he dreamt about school, how his teachers seemed nice, but during the year, they'd slowly get on his nerves as well aas him and the rest of his class on theirs. He dreamt of Mrs.Hayden, who was nice enough, and in the middle of the class, she transitioned into a monster, her pale skin breaking out with boilds that were filled with puss, then turning dark green, her face peeling back to reveal nine tentical like heads with snake like jaws filled with needle sharp teeth and drippping acid. Kevin then promptly dissapeared and reappeared in his Speedfreak costume. He jumped onto his desk and then at the creature, throwing a punch. It hit her in the stomach and sent her flying inot the chalk board. What used to be his math teacher sent her 9 head after the boy hero, hey stretched out as if made of rubber. Kevin pnched each one away, his arms a blur. He was about to charg the monster in front of him when the floor gave way. It collapsed and Kevin fell into darkness. He found himself running through the busy city at night, on his left was Deathstoke, laughing maniacally. Kevin jumped over a car in persuit of Deathstroke. As soon as he got close to where Deathstroke was, he felt a shock, and he was launched backwards. "Stay on your own side, and run foward, beat me to the end" Deathstroke growled in a gruff voice. Kevin concluded this was some sort of race, some sort of personality confliction, but then it hit him, he was thinking logically, in a dream. Kevin waned to wake up. After all, he didnt need sleep, he had unlimited energy. He would normally wake himself up, but it wasnt happening, not at that moment. Kevin jumped over an oncomming truck, runnning over it, He jumped off the trailer it carried. Right now he was neck and neck with Deathstroke. Then the villain growled "Let the evil consume you" Kevin looked at the caped figure with confusion, then the memory of shooting the mail box off into that person's house. Suddenly, Kevin hit a billboard and fell backwards. Deathstroke sped off, and thats when Kevin woke up, breathing hard and in cold sweat.