Anti-Human Gathering

Franchise and Evangelist breathe heavily, feeling an awful itch caused by the sand on their wounds. Moments later, Evangelist yells, in the verge of tears.

— Masha! You really meant all that stuff you said about me?!

— I was buying time for you to find the Thread you twat! We were lucky that Green didn’t decide to kill us like he did Liver.

— I WAS FEELING ALL WARM AND FUZZY INSIDE! But the nails actually hurt a lot, so I wasn’t that emotional…

— …What?

— I thought I was going to die! If there’s ever a time to be honest with yourself is always!

— That’s… true. Hm…

Franchise rises slowly, coping with the pain of his lost arm. He looks at Evangelist who kept blabbering on about all sorts of things. He takes out his smartphone and calls Killerkill. While doing so, Evangelist`s unforgettable voice began to annoy him. He smiled at that thought. Hours later, they were brought into the Lapse.

Green himself was executed under the Searcher’s rules. Killerkill visited the other three and gave them the good news. Juice felt relieved for putting an end to such a problem and Ragnarok was furious because she wasn’t the one to do him in. Either way she happy that Liver was avenged. Imperium… didn’t have much of a reaction.

Meanwhile, Evangelist and Franchise were hospitalized. The two battered idiots couldn’t move at all and stared at the ceiling dumbfoundedly. They were staggered by the pain but just being back in the Lapse and knowing that Green was dead was extremely calming. –

— Hey… Franchise. — The girl said, with a scar where her right eye used to be.

— Give me silence or give me death.

— What happened to my lipstick?

— Killerkill gave it to Hyuga, and the higher-ups will decide what happens next.

— Aw dammit… I lost Liver… my lipstick… my eye… Your arm…

— You can get one of those things back.

Evangelist closes her eye and sighs.

— This was an awful day.

Franchise struggled to get up from his bed.

— Hey… Irina.

The girl shots up, surprised to hear her name. She sees Masha smiling, extending his only arm, with a closed fist. Searcher Rules were very strict with the usage of their nicknames. So, there was something quite special about hearing your real name uttered by another.

— Good save back there.

— Always.

She smiles and answers his fist bump. But they fist bumped too hard and complained about the state of their wasted bodies. They lay down again in relief and Franchise continues talking to his friend.

— Your birthday is coming up right? I’ll treat you to some dinner.

— Dinner? You think a girl like me wants dinner?!

— It’s that or a box of socks.

— Knowing you, you’d probably get the wrong size.

— Fine, I’ll get you neither.

— Hmm… I don’t mind going out with you. Not with new socks at least.

Green had been executed in his unconscious state. They were not going to wait until Evangelist’s Threads to reattach themselves, and Killerkill had already learned everything about him with her all-learning eyes after a long, good glance. He could have been interrogated but Liver’s death angered many others outside of his squad. Green’s death was felt by someone, moments after it happened.

In the nasty and filthy depths of a garbage dump in Prague, Czechoslovakia, a man came up to two other individuals. He who entered the disgusting place was about 1,80 meters tall and had immense black hair which was carelessly tied together into thick ponytails. There was black rectangular tape over his nose and two other strands, horizontally placed in his forehead, like an equal sign. He also had immensely tired eyes, to the point which it seemed like they hurt. He wore some roughed-up type of a 1700s suit or vest, not pompous at all. Slippering its way around the man`s waist and shoulders was a thick snake-worm, made out of flesh, with a human face. It kept cacking its teeth, trying to please it`s master. The man was named Ejo, embodiment of Sadness.

— …it’s a sad day for us… the embodiment of selfishness was murdered…

The girl who answered sat upon a pile of garbage. She was a small, malnourished, and grey skinned child. She seemed frail but bared the withering skull of a large goat demon as a hat or mask, which made her seem more monstrous. She had vicious yellow and pink eyes and many metallic stakes piercing her chest and shoulders. She only wore bracelets and a stained white robe to cover her legs. She also had strange, accursed markings tattooed around her womb and bellybutton. Her name was Vitrolica, embodiment of Illness and she always wore a sharp shark-like smile.

— It’s always a sad, sad day for you Ejo. Wait — Green bit the dust? Really, really Ejo? Ain’t that something. — She pondered.

The monstrosity next to her was a man maybe? His mouth was permanently frowned, and his teeth were exposed in some sort of sad smile. Inhumanly large and with crimson red skin, he had his fat torso out, but his arms and legs were surprisingly muscular. His brain was completely exposed, and his hollow eyes were carved into that pink mush. He sounded like a stereotypical senile grandfather who had also swallowed a broken megaphone. This thing was called Kruger, the embodiment of Madness.

— DID NOT EVEN WIN 1ST PLACE IN HIS DADDY’S JOB!!! THAT GUMMY WORM!!! I WILL MAKE LOVE TO HIS BRAIN JUICE IF I EVER VIEW CUTE PUPPIES!!!

— Y’know, Ejo, maybe talking out of his ass finally got, got to him. I didn’t like, like his stories anyway. It’s not like anyone would care about where we, we came from if we got our Depth 6 going. How unspeakably gruesome do you think, think his death was, Ejo?

— WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU ON ABOUT?? — He said scratching his brain.

— Really? That’s what your censorship captioned? How much, much angrier than usual is he? Huh, Ejo? Ejo? — She said coming down the pile of garbage.

— MAMA’S SWEET COOKING!!! — Kruger raged.

Ejo politely signaled silence and the two freaks respect their brother’s wishes. Even his snake-worm stop clanking its teeth and simply smiled.

— …that means two things for us… the first is that there are people who can surpass us.

— Those are some real nasty Searchers if so, Ejo!!

— it’s not a matter of power… i believe that green lost because he was alone… and the searchers overwhelmed them with their wits and experience…

— I WILL EXTRACT AND TRADING CARDS THEIR BACK BONES!! I WILL DO JUST THAT, FRIEND!!

— the second is that we will have to get a move on… our 6th depth awaits…

— Damn it Green, I thought you were going to pull it off!! Welp, let’s get going, Ejo!

— TIME TO EXPUNGE THOSE ANIMALS OFF THE GLOBAL SURFACE.

— to the wetlands, brother, and sister. we have a crisis to instill. as a family this time.

Kruger began to sink into himself until there was nothing left. Vitrolica whistled and poll of sludge came from her feet. Black and white hands covered in eyes emerged from the sludge and dragged her down into it. Until she also disappeared. And Ejo… Well, Ejo walked away of course. And it was going to be a long walk to the Wetlands too.