The entire group rushes their masters into the infirmary.
"PROMETHEUS!!! CAN YOU HEAR ME!?!?" asked Miguel.
Happy pushes their beds into the hospital, growling.
Anna, Jedan, Lord, Gerard, and Fred all follow after.
Athena grabs Prometheus' finger. "Pro..." she said, worried.
The nurses appear to handle him.
"What happened?" asked one nurse.
"Duel," said Miguel.
"*sigh...* I'm not surprised..." said the nurse. "Use one of those weird machines this man gave to our worlds."
"Can we stay with them when it happens?" asked Miguel.
The nurse stops them as the pair are charged into the rooms. "Patients cannot walk beyond this line," she points to the line on their feet and shuts the door. She enters the room and shuts it with metal doors.
"O.A. much?" asked Anna.
"I hope they're okay..."
3 weeks... later...
Miguel meditates beside the Reaper, who is in bed asleep.
Prometheus is in the bed across the Reaper's.
Prometheus... wakes up. "*GASP!!!* OH MY SHIT!!!" he roared. He gasped for his breath and stood up, shaking. "Where am I? Are my kidneys still-? Oh... They are. I could still wriggle them around in there. Miguel! ANNA!!! WIVES!!! CHILDREN!!! I'M A TERRIBLE FAAAADUUUUH!!!"
"Chill, Pro. The others are at home holding the fort down," said Miguel.
"Oh, thank God..." said Prometheus, tucking himself in. "Wake me up when somethin' important happens."
"Thank God he's awake now..." sighed Miguel.
Suddenly, the Reaper opens his eyes.
"Mr. Reaper? You're okay! Thank God as well..." said Miguel.
The Reaper ominously stares and looks forward. He slowly stands up. "YARGH!!! I BE FINALLY HAVE TAKEN OVER THIS BODY ONCE MORE!!!"
"Uh..." said Miguel. "Reaps?"
"Huh? Ah! You must be the Reaper's boatswain!"
"You're acting weird..."
"NAY, SONNY!!! IT IS I, CAPTAIN MORBIUS MORRBEARD!!! DEADLIEST JUDGE OF THE SEVEN SEAS!!! WARRIOR OF DARKNESS!!! YARRRGGGHH!!!"
"Uh... Okay..." said Miguel. "Wait... Didn't Reaps say he had another personality? Are you one of his identities?" he smiled.
"Yes, sonny."
"Wow! Uhm... Nice to meet you, S-... I mean! Captain... When may I meet Mr. Reaper?"
"HmhmhmhmHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!! Oh, you don't get it, do ya, boy? He's NEVER COMIN' BACK!!!"
Miguel's eyes widen in horror.
"YARHARAHARHARHARHARHARHAR!!!"
Let's take a step back...
Back then, the Reaper lost his parents to an Aswang. Remember? Miguel's father. His parents were actually eaten right in front of him: Mauled to death and turning the Reaper slightly insane. Growing up from the age of 8 to 12, Reaps had no parents and was essentially under foster care, where he would be hurt and touched by the headmaster. Well... let's just say all that hurting and touching caused the Reaper to gain a defensive mechanism.
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It was then that Prometheus learned about the abuse that he adopted the Reaper and killed the headmaster and speaking to the Judge of Heaven to place him in the worst of Hells, as per usual. Prometheus would raise the boy right. Though he could be harsh, he raised the boy. However, over time, Prometheus began noticing how the Reaper began to speak to himself in the mirror. At first, he thought it was an imaginary friend. No... He was speaking to... two imaginary friends? One was a pirate and one was a mafiosa gangster. Strangely enough, he would act like he was them for entire weeks and days. Prometheus began differentiating each personality he would make and be horrified to conclude that his adoptive son gained Dissociative Identity Disorder due to four years of continuous trauma. Prometheus offered to give the Reaper medication every week, which if he misses it, the personalities...
could take over...
"So..." Captain Reaper stands up. Several blades begin leaving his body. "Where can I find the greatest treasure in the world, boy?"
Prometheus snores silently.
"P-... Pro? PRO!!!" asked Miguel.
The blade is pointed at Miguel's neck.
"Be careful with where ye place yer tongue... BOY..."
Suddenly, Prometheus' eskrima stick is tossed into his face, bounces on the ceiling and bounces back into Prometheus' hand.
"Sticks, mother FUCKER," said Prometheus. "Well, well... If it isn't my son who plays pirate all the time?"
"Well, well. If it ain't me beloved cap'n meself! Greetings, wizard father."
"Get that blade away from your fellow identity's son. NOW."
"YOHOHO!!! Nay... ya don't seem to understand, mate... I've been trapped in that lily-livered vigilanter for so long... It's time for the Captain of the ship to finally come his due to this world... And sail once more in its seven seas..."
"Kid... Don't do what I think you're doing-..."
"YARGH!!!" Captain Reaper kidnaps Miguel.
"OH, COME ON!!!" yelled Miguel, as Captain Reaper rushes outside the hospital.
"YOHOHO!!! SHIVER ME TIMBERS!!! I'M BACK, LANDLUBBERS!!! CAPTAIN MORBIUS MORBEARD BOOK IS BACK!!!"
Prometheus opens a portal and ends up in front of Captain Book.
"GARRRR!!! I forgot ye can do that..."
Prometheus spins and blasts bubble spells at Captain Book only for Book to jump, do a flip, and pop each bubble into several blades with the bubbles turning into various objects: Books, papers, confetti, slugs, snails, monkeys, rats, lizards, and frogs.
Prometheus spins, warps out his stick, and slams it at Captain Reaper who blocks the attack with his blade.
Prometheus and Captain Reaper, in the driveway, exchange strikes with their weapons.
"Reaps... You in there!? Can you hear me!?" asked Prometheus.
"Yer precious 'Reaps' is GONE, Savvy?!" roared Captain Reaper.
Metal blades began growing from Captain Reaper's skin. He activates his own armor, which is a pirate-like version of his armor.
He activates his own armor, which is a pirate-like version of his armor [https://img.wattpad.com/ad0f57bfeb034e52c50c10884b68cac72f24d711/68747470733a2f2f73332e616d617a6f6e6177732e636f6d2f776174747061642d6d656469612d736572766963652f53746f7279496d6167652f2d6f70312d4945543536446732413d3d2d313432393430313535312e313762636133393963316531373436653432313933323832343330332e706e67?s=fit&w=1280&h=1280]
"Well?" smiled Captain Reaper. "What's it gonna be, O, Great Lord Prometheus: Sorcerer King of the Cosmos?"
"It's gonna be this, Captain... You're goin' back in... whether you like it..." Prometheus shows a syringe. "Or not..."
"YARHARHAR!!! DO BE TRYIN', WIZARD FATHER!!!"
"To do is to be... To be... IS TO DO!!!" his eyes turned red as he tightened his grip on his sticks. "Doo be doo be DOO!!!" Prometheus does a head strike, spins, and does a side strike, before spinning the sticks together to knock down his blades.
"WHY AREN'T YOU USING YOUR MAGIC!?!?" asked Miguel.
"Pride, mostly," said Prometheus, as Captain Reaper spin kicks him and reaches out, tossing his blades at Prometheus.
Prometheus goes matrix style and jumps up, spinning in the air and managing to get stabbed all over by the blades. He falls to the ground and screams in pain. "OH!!! OHHH MY SHIIIT!!! UGH!!! ONE OF THEM WENT THROUGH MY DAMNED LEG!!! UGH!!! TSSSS!!! OW!!! Ow, ow, ow!"
"Ye be an idiot..." said Captain Reaper, before running away. "WHOOP WHOOP WHOOP WHOOP!!!"
"HEEEEEEEEEEEELP!!!" yelled Miguel.
Captain Reaper keeps on running and laughing. "YOHOHOHOHOHO-!!!"
*CRASH!!!*
"Oh my God!" Anna runs outside of the CoolDudeBus. "I didn't see him there! REAPS!!!"
"No... No, it's all good," said Miguel, sitting up while being practically cut in half.
"OH MY GOD!!!" yelled Anna.
Miguel holds up his hand. "Chill! Just, chill..." Miguel reattaches his legs to his upper body. "We knocked him out. We're good now... He'll be back to normal in a second."
"What just... Oooh... Did the personality thing happen when he woke up?"
"Yes! How'd you know about that!?"
"He told us..." sighed Anna.
"He didn't tell me!"
"He always tells you."
"Oh... Oh, right! He did...! Huh... Weird... Am I deaf? Oh my God. I'M DEAF!!!"
"No... You just have ADHD. Or autism. Or-..."
"Yeah... I should reeeally get checked."
The "Reaper" slowly stands up, now with a different armor.
"MR. REAPER!!!" smiled Miguel, only to look at him in horror.
REAPER!!!" smiled Miguel, only to look at him in horror [https://img.wattpad.com/6e306e6eae90fa23748acae484d9ceb2ab45bf66/68747470733a2f2f73332e616d617a6f6e6177732e636f6d2f776174747061642d6d656469612d736572766963652f53746f7279496d6167652f666f357650724e6b726c444e4d513d3d2d313432393430313535312e313762636133666536646336633031333830313533303338383931302e706e67?s=fit&w=1280&h=1280]
"Ms. Reaper?"
She flatout takes out a glock and points it at the pair. "Gde korol Aswankov!? GDE ON!!!?"
"Uh..." said Miguel, backing away.
"Akh... Ty yego uchenik Asvanga. Gryaz'... no nedostoyna moyego vremeni..." she squinted her eyes.
*click!*
"Odnako..."
Miguel's eyes widen in horror.
*BANG!!!*