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Deadmen Manhattan ( in hiatus )

Vincent is just a regular Mexican American mechanic living in Harrison Minneapolis. But after dying by an unknown cause, he reincarnated in the Lower East Manhattan set in the early 2000's, where 50% of the population posses superpower's known as meta abilities. Now a half man/dog hybrid living with a mysterious sociopathic dad. Vincent has been abused and force to murder and eat people because his meta ability allows him to enhance his body by consuming human flesh and only human flesh alone. As he cannot digest anything other than that. Living 10 years under his roof until Vincent manage to cultivate enough strenght to kill his dad. Finally free from his influence, he strive to leave the apartment and redo his second life. Managing to apply as a mechanic again thanks to his new found friend and co-worker Dave, a caring and casual mechanic that has black scale's, a carapace that blocks his eyes and a meta ability that grants him enhanced hearing. Unfortunately. Vincent knows that his second chance in this world won't go well due to the cannibalistic side of meta ability. Leading him to a dark path where he hunt's down criminals, villains, thugs, drug lords and even some occasional vigilantes at night. Just to satiate his hunger. But will he be able to keep his secret and hunger intact? ( in hiatus )

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16 Chs

Same goals different reasons

* Tick Tock *

" Grunts....,"

' God damn it.... It's hard to accept that I'm in detention again. '

I thought, looking at the clock above the chalkboard to see how many minutes have passed.

Their only two kids in this room, one teacher sitting his ass on the desk and a while a lot of .... I don't why? But that damn clock feels like it slows down just to fuck with us.

" Sigh....,"

Though I swear I set the alarm to at least 6:25 a.m. in the morning, I even go on my way to remember setting my alarm clock since yesterday. Fuck, did someone set me up or did I forget to set it?

WELP either way, no way mom will let this slide. I'm going to get the silent treatment, being yelled at home or I'm getting my ass whooped....

So yeah~ I am fucked.

Minutes pass, I guess, as the ticking sound of the clock was the only noise in this almost empty classroom. I don't want to talk to these two kids since they feel like bad news and the fact that the teacher just prevents us from doing so or else we get an extra minute in this prison.

Looking at the clock feels hella boring, so I just turn my head to look at outside. As I wait to leave this nightmare, I wonder... Is Ar's... okay?

It's been two days since he left home. Mom has been calling the police for any updates, and they have already listed him as one of the disappeared victims on the news.

At first.... I thought he would be fine....

I mean, why not? My brothers, a vigilante, of course he'd be kicking a couple of villains and a few criminals, assess daily, and I thought that this was no different....

Did he got kidnap? If so, then.... What happened to him....

Thinking about it just brings me the chills, as the more I look into the window, the more I thought that, maybe.... Just maybe.... I could have prevented this from happening.

I know Ar's secret identity. I've been helping him keep his vigilante stuff from mom or anyone else from finding out.

So I should have at least warn him.... I should have at least talk him out of this, but no.... I just supported him to go beat some ass.

I've been thinking about this throughout my detention. Thinking that there might be something I could have done to save him.

My afternoon detention was over, as Mr Morn let us go. Grabbing my backpack and leaving detention without saying a word, I walk through the halls to reach my history class.

I know I should be worried since we were supposed to have a graded recitation over the history of human rights or whatever, but I just can't shake this feeling of being inconsiderate....

" HEY!,"

" M-MOTHERFUCKER!?,"

" Haha hahaha! Sigh~ so how's detention? Did you have fun?~ "

" Go fuck yourself Jasper "

" Hehe, SOOOO! now that you're finally out of jail, can I ask if I could go to your apartment so I borrow your computer for my videos? "

" Hmm, let me think? Agh! You could~ by kissing my ass. "

" Come now Jay, it's not like I'm going to use it that long. I could even invite you to my birthday party or give you some 50 bucks~ "

" What videos do you even plan on post, anyway? "

" Oh, videos of vigilante fighting, of course. "

" Pfft! And you think you can manage to find one? "

" Eh, I know gal, I can even include you in this? "

" Eh, pass.... And I'll think about letting you borrow my computer later "

" Sure I can wait "

She said as we arrive at our history class. The teacher isn't here yet, so we head back to our seat.

I thought about what Jasper said. If she really does have a way of finding vigilantes? If so, then.... Does she know a way of finding the kidnapper?

After some thought I lean towards her and ask, " Jas, do you really have a way of finding vigilantes? "

" Yup, I talk it out with Ashley and she agree's to help me post my video. "

" Wait, isn't she like the daughter of that detective guy on the new's "

" Oh yeah, and she knows her stuff really well "

" Then could you ask if she could help me find my big brother "

" Bi- oh right the news!... Yeah sorry about your lost um I think I could talk her into this "

Once she said that, I felt relieved.

Maybe I can help Ar's other than just helping him hide his secret. I don't know what happened to him but looking for this mysterious kidnapper and finding out where he lives, then maybe I can finally put a stop to all this bullshit.

So determine to find the kidnapper, I look at Jas and said " Sure, I'll let you use my computer, but you gotta help me find who kidnapped my brother first "

" Wait, a-are you serious? "

" What? You have a way, right? Unless you're really making this up "

" Well.... B-but how am I supposed to post cool vigilante fights on the internet!? "

" That's your problem, not mine. "

Jasper was about to say something until she stop and look at the door. I turn my head to see a purple humanoid fish lady with long fins like hair.

We immediately shut up as miss Manleen, our history teacher, walks to our class, asking us if we're prepared for the grade recitation.

We say in unison that we do as miss Manleen put a small glass jar with dozens of folded piece's paper on the table and starts taking one piece.

" Micheal Voka ,"

" Gulp. Yes! "

We watch Micheal stand up but Jas suddenly leans towards me and whispers " Fine. You better keep your part of the deal. "

" Yeah, just don't forget yours "

" So Micheal let me ask you? When was the meta human rights first made? "

" Um it's year.... Y-year.... nine.... nine "

" Come on Micheal, speak up? I've given you the easiest question. Surely you've studied at least half of the material that I gave to the entire class? "

" Um y-yes. "

" Hey wanna bet on how hard he's going to fuck this up "

" Sure, bet his going to say some random shit "

" Boring, but my bet that he gets detention after this, then the teacher throws her chalk straight to his face "

" Um.... Um.... "

As we watch this guy get completely humiliated, we noticed something off in his pants. It's getting a bit soggy and blacker until we someone shout " Ew! He peed his pants! "

" !? "

' Pfft! What!? '

Yeah, so the whole class laugh at this guy, since who the fuck peed their pants on a recitation? Shame I didn't win the bet, but this is just way better.

The teacher looked at him a bit and shout's " Quiet! "

" .... Cough.... "

" Sigh Micheal just get back to your seat. "

" Y-yes. "

" Well, that went better than expected "

Jas whispered. After this guy got embarrassed in front of the entire class, Miss manleen pick up another piece of paper and unfold's it, saying " Philip Cornwell" as Philip stood up and waited for Miss Manleenquestion.

" So tell me again, when was the meta human rights first made? "

" Year 1996, November 19 "

" Thank you very much Mr Evans, Ehem Ashley Cornwell "

" Yes "

" Explain to me what exactly is meta human rights? "

Meta-human rights are a set of principles and laws concerned with the equality and fairness between metas and non-metas across countries.

It gives human's regardless if they have a meta factor equal amount of freedom and benefits. Regardless of whether individuals have a meta factor, they receive an equal amount of freedom and benefits, as long as they adhere to a strict set of rules. If individuals ever violate these rules, authorities will promptly apprehend them and take them into custody.

" Very good, next Jasper McGee "

" Hmm? Oh Ehem yes "

" Tell me, who is the founding member of Meta human rights? "

" Um, it's Ronald Mooresville ,"

" And? "

" And he was an american senate who.... First enacted meta human rights at the age of 50 and died at the age of 52. Leaving his will to his only child, Benjamin Mooresville ,"

" Hmmm, very good. Take your seat and Mr- ,"

" Phew~ good thing I manage to memorize that shit. "

" Heh good for you "

After Jas finishes her recitation, we waited several minutes for my turn. Luckily, I manage to review most of the learning material she gave me, not fuck myself up, and waited until history class ended.

Miss manleen gives us a few temporary assignments before leaving. As me and Jas talk about how we're going to start investigating about my brother's kidnapper.