Kill Or Be Killed (Chara vs Doomguy Mock Fight)

[Doomguy]

I sunk into the bench of the hover bus as it flew between the steel and concrete monoliths of the Coruscant skyline. It seemed weird to be here of all places, but after the Empire "graciously" lifted my bounty after what I had done to save their bacon, it had seemed that it would be a waste opportunity to not go to the one 'verse most like my home. At least before the Empire decided to spring whatever traps they had planned for me. Which is why I was still armed with my usual assortment of weapon, a fact that was not lost on the other passengers of they had decided to keep themselves on the other side of the vehicle.

Except for one.

A little tyke in a green and yellow stripped shirt, a big smile on her rosy cheeked face as she stared at me with red eyes, kicking her legs back and forth beneath the bench. I stared her down (a bit hard to do in a helmet), but she was unphased and kept that wide, unnerving smile.

"Who's child is this?" I demanded of the other passengers, but they remained quiet and their sight away from me. If her parents were among them, they didn't have the spine to save their kid. I didn't know what was sadder, than they would abandon someone like that or that the Empire had given me THAT much of a bad reputation.

Either way, my annoyance had started to bubble up and I need to vent it before I snapped at someone.

"Alright, you little ankle-biter," The child simple turned her head sideways as I addressed her, "if you're going to  stare at me, at least give me a name"

"You already know me, Flynn"

What the fuck did that mean, and how the fuck did she know my name?

Before I got any answers, I felt the inertia of the bus stop as we made it to monument plaza and we were all forced off into the large park.

"Whatever" I told myself and walked across the concrete towards the four pillars that surrounded the center. My mind wondered less towards the mountain top that this park was dedicated to and more towards the smattering of stormtroopers that patrolled the area. They were in much smaller numbers than, well, everywhere else, but the plastic soldiers were still as much an eyesore as before. I gave them a mocking finger wave and they just stood there and stewed. One nearly jumped out of line, but was held back by his comrades, as if to say "it's not worth it". If nothing else, the trip was worth it for that.

After the bit of teasing I finally decided to head over to the actual attraction of the pack was and then maybe gouge myself on the local fast food. Until I saw that flash of green and yellow again. That little kid was weaving through the legs of the adults, with some goal in mind. I shook my head. Don't let her bug me, I though. Whatever stupid shit a kid says is not something to get upset over.

Until I saw with one last glance over the flash of metal in her hands. A long kitchen knife, held ready to stab into someone. Before I could confirm, she disappeared into the crowd. I pushed the crowded away as I tried to chase after the child, unsure of what was about to happen. The troopers wouldn't believe me if I tried to tell them, and by then someone may be dead.

When I heard the telltale sound of sharp knife enter flesh, all concern disappeared and I fired my shotgun into the air. The people around me scattered with screams as panic forced everyone towards the edge of the building.

Except for one.

She stood over the lump of a body, knife in her hand, and a smile over her face.

"Drop it, kid," I yelled out, "or the next one goes through your skull"

She turned around, bloody knife in her hand, and looked back to me. I could see a sheen of red light in her eyes, and something far more primal and evil in it.

"You know there's no other way this will end, Doomguy."

[Marisa Kirisame]

as Chara saw Flynn shoot his gun in this park, she felt that this was a good time to mess around with his feelings then he said "Drop it, kid, or the next one goes through your skull" then she started to walk slowly away knowing that he couldn't kill a kid or he would be in big trouble then she said *Well I guess if you want to get hunted by the EPD then shoot me, and I know everything you did to your brothers in arms, I know how many things you killed you are just like me killing without a second to think about who you kill* then he snaps yelling at her "I am going to tear you to bloody pieces!" then he started to run to her and she "glitched" easily away from Flynn.

she looked at him and said calmly with her huge grin at toying with the man *I think you should know who is the real monster here, well you think that you could get away with a mass genocide of Hell,* Flynn gave a shocked look about how she knew about his endeavors *Yea I know you liked killing everything there, you wanted to, I really just want to say her voice grew cold almost like she spited Flynn *When where you the one in control?* then she smiled with her big grin and said to his face calm like she never had sounded could to him "You will never know why im here and why I have decided to stop you because, you have a sick and twisted mind, up in there, I wonder what nightmares you think what memory's you see every moment of your life.* then he fired with blind rage to stop her from telling him what he did was wrong.

[Doomguy]

[Fight]

If there was any intention to bring this little bitch in alive, it died as a flash flood of anger washed over me and my sight turned red. I fired the shotgun without a thought, but the spot where the child was lacked the blood splatter of a eight year old hit with buckshot and instead only broken concrete laid there. A quick glance to my mapper showed a red blip where the she had disappeared to, although her constant babble revealed her location well enough. Everything she said pounded a nail of hatred into my head, my thoughts all focused into a single goal to obliterate the striped sweater wearing motherfucker.

"Shut up!" I yelled back, I was not in any position to come up with anything clever "You don't know who I am or what I've done! You're just some fucking shithead kid!" Yes, I swore at a child. Go fuck yourself too. 

A spent shotgun shell flew to the side as I pumped a fresh one in and fired again. But the little brat was faster that I thought, as she seemed to almost flash away from it. A growl rose in my voice as my attacks missed, my fists gripped over the stock of the gun as my knuckles turned white. My shots kept going wide as she weaved closer, my aim probably not helped by the worry that I would hit a civilian and had to curb my usual run and gun tactic.

"I thought you wound find this easy, Flynn" The child taunted "After all, it wouldn't be any harder than gunning down the men and women who looked up to you"

And, I can tell you loyal reader, did I really want to shoot her.

"I'm going to shove that knife down your throat!" I roared, but if threats meant anything to the young creature (I wasn't even sure she'd counted as human at that point) it was only as a joke. I reached back to pull out my rocket launcher to even out this dodging bullshit, but Smiley had other plans. Her weapon glowed a hateful red as she charged something, and with a slash across the air several waves of red energy surfed towards me. But Hell has made me very good at dodging projectiles and I weaved through each one with barely a inch to spare between them. It felt like old times.

Smiley on the other hand finally had another expression as she was shocked to see me dodge her attack, and I took that opening to fire a rocket at the ground where she stood. She tried to run, but the blast engulfed her and sent her stumbling across the pavement.

"How do you like me now?" I taunted as another shot loaded itself into the tube. But when the smoke clear she had disappeared again "Damn it, where are you?" I glanced around me, but my mapper told me before I saw her: that littler red dot behind me.

I turned and immediately pointed my weapon down at the damn happy face, only to immediately realize my mistake: at this range, the blast radius would kill both of us, something the child knew as she took her long knife and rammed it through the a slit in my armor, sharp steel punched through my skin and stomach lining. The tyke stronger than she looked, but when I countered with a balled fist into her face, she fell back and kept her distance from there.

We looked at each other, bloodied and hungry for a fight. But she smiled on, and so did I as I imagined tearing her apart.

"If I'm going to break you in half, I'd at least want to know what name to give to the monition" I joked as I reached over for my heavy assault rifle. She smile, whipping blood dripping from her nose on her sleeve.

And yet, a worm of dread in my gut told me that I was in a dangerous dance . A niggling that this was not just some psycho. I steeled myself, and readied for the next attack.

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[Marisa Kirisame]

As Chara was dancing with her monster she looked at his motion to his next gun then she heard a request that she didn't think she would here "If I'm going to break you in half, I'd at least want to know what name to give to the monition" she thought that at least she should tell this worthy foe her name "Well I think you know the answer, but if you need help it's Chara" he looked a little confused at the name and then he said "well you will die knowing you gave me a lot of trouble for what you are worth." and she knew that he finally meant what he said and nodded. She felt kinda sorry for the old man for his troubles it was like he had the same problems as she did but she knew it could only go one way, she had taken it too far for this to go down with out an easy fight.

Then he grabbed his heavy assault rifle and charged while firing his gun to try to hit her, but to no avail he barley got her sweater she looked at him and said "well I wonder," and he growled with anger as I took it further because the angrier some one is the more mistakes they will make and how much slower they become "why did you kill every one, now you have no one to love not even your rabbit because Daisy doesn't love you, don't you see you are not a hero but a monster, for every thing you did to humanity." he stopped smiling because, he didn't care anymore about anything nobody talks about his dead rabbit without dyeing to him then he grabbed his Chaingun while saying "oh dodge this you little" she knew what was going to happen next and she charged her own weapon and fired at his cutting through most of the bullet's, but some got past and hit her left shoulder, but she also hit the target on the arm, leg and, the body, then he grabbed his Super shotgun and ran up to her to fire she welcomed the chance to get his arm or behind the knee to make him kneal down "five feet, four feet, here he comes!" and she glitched to right behind him just as he fired but she got a few bullets in her stomach, she then stabbed the behind of the right knee cap, then she "glitched" out of there.

She see's that they are both fairly out of breath and then he charges again.

word count 480
Doom guy: wounds on his left leg, right arm and behind the knee cap on his right leg
Chara: she has bullets in her arm and gut and various cuts and bruises

[Doomguy]

Chara. A useless name to me, but I felt like it meant something important. Considering she knew so much about what had happened to me in my own world, I thought that she was a demon from my own world that possessed a child. Yet her MO was so different than the zombiemans. For one thing, she intelligent rather than the slobbering meat puppets of other former human, and she lacked the sickly green skins or wounds of their first death. Was she something new altogether? The Omniverse was vast and pulled things from the entire universe. Who knows if she was fucking with my head or there was something there between her insults.

When I turned her into bloody chunks, then maybe I'll find out.

The dodgy ankle-biter kept it up, her jabs struck closer to my heart than I would have every wished. You don't tell a man his pet rabbit didn't love him! But as I sunk further down into anger, I realized what she was trying to do. It's something I've seen before. Hell, it has been something I've done plenty of times, throwing insults and taunts until they're too wrapped up in their selves to do anything intelligent. I gave one last glare toward the little killer. She seemed content to mock me rather than focus on attacking. I took a deep breath, resharpened my focus, and reached back for something at my belt before I charged back into the fray.

Each step hurt as I hobbled over to the loon, but I didn't have time to bleed. The two of us had weapons ready, but I had a plan. As we got into melee range, I pulled the primer on the smoke grenade and dropped it between us, covering both of us in a thick fog. I could hear the knife swing widely in front of Chara, and with a few pumps of the jet pack  I easily dodged over her head. As long as she couldn't see where my attacks were coming from and she was on my radar, then I had the advantage.

"You know what I think?" I asked as I rummaged through my arsenal. I couldn't see her face, but I could imagine Chara's creepy smile as she talked.

"Oh, is this going to be your excuse for all the pain you've caused? I'd love to hear it, maybe it'll be original for once" She shouted back, and a wave of red energy flew off towards where I stood a few seconds ago.

"I think you talk too much!" Any reply was drowned out as the super shotgun roared and leveled the area in buckshot. A meaty smack meant I hit SOMETHING, and I followed through with a rev of my chainsaw. I saw the red dot jump away again, out of the cloud and away from the tearing death of a chainsaw to the face.

But It was just to scare her away. I grabbed one of the many does of stimm at and my disposal and jabbed it into my neck. The pain of the gashes in my leg and and stomach slowly started to dull, although it wouldn't stop the blood flow. 

I needed to finish this. Whatever happened afterwards I would handle as I always did.

Word count: 566
Doomguy: Smoke Grenade, Super Shotgun, Regeneration (1sp) 5/6 SP
Chara: True Knife, Glitched

[Marisa Kirisame]

As Chara finally got out of the smoke she rubbed her eyes to try to get the chemicals out of her eyes. she yelled a insult to see if he still acted stupidly but he didn't react like she wanted then she had to say "I guess you finally got smart, even after you killed your parents" that got through to him and grabbed a grenade and he chucked it and he missed horrible then she said "I thought the "HERO" would be able to throw a grenade correctly." then she realized what he did as she looked up she saw an explosion and then she saw one of pillars start to fall down she tried to run away but she was frozen in fear and then she looked at her worthy foe and said "I am your feeling of genocide, but I guess this is the end for me and she started to tear up at her closest ally and she threw a bag that said everything about her." she then started to cry as the pillar crushed every bone in her body killing her.

Doomguy limped up to the rubble and didn't understand why this bag had everything about her so he opened it open and it contained a Scrapbook, and a letter directed to him formally "How did she know anything about?" and then the EPD finally came and said to come as they had something for him and he got into the car and drove off into the Sunset to get a medal of courage from the Emperor himself who said that he was an honorary citizen of Coruscant and should feel proud that he had done a great service to the city.

  

 word count is 294
Doomguy's has no new injures
Chara has been crushed by a piller and is dead 

[Doomguy]

Well, that's the official story, anyway. We know that if I was in front of the Emperor that I would have tried to shove my fist down his throat, and the EPD knew that too. They didn't come in with gifts and honors in mind, but rather a full intent to gun me down if they had the chance. Unfortunately for them, They were too late before the fight had ended with me knelled over the rubble covered body of Chara. Compared to her previously manic expression, she almost seemed at peace as she laid there. Even though I had killed a murderer, there wasn't much there to be proud of. Just another set of scars across my body. The civilians, those who hadn't already fled, had now made a ring around the two of us when their own curiosity overcame their fear. 

"How'd the other guy doing?" I turned to one of them, a fancy looking suit who was surprised to be on the spot. When you're talking to a group, you need to single someone out or they delude responsibility to everyone else. Before he could respond, I tossed one of my stimm packs into his arms. "Hold your fingers to his neck to check to see if he still has a pulse, inject one of those into him if he's still alive, and keep pressure on the stab wound. You," I pointed to someone else, "call medical" And they both ran off to do so, as I scooped the bag she had thrown as her final act. There was a scrap book and a letter addressed to me in there. I had a good mind to burn it all, but my own curiosity got the best of me and I pocketed it. No enough time to read it, as I could already hear stormtroopers trying to muscle their way to me.

In the last few second I had, I noticed one last thing: a pendant wrapped around the neck of the fallen...I don't even know anymore. I reached out and pulled it off her neck, a press on the latch opened to reveal what was hidden inside. A picture, with Chara (lacking the red eyes) and a goat person happily hugging each other. Etched into the other side was "Chara and Asriel Dreemurr". Siblings? I've seen stranger things. I pocketed that as well, and wonder if this Asriel was elsewhere in the Omniverse as well. Maybe then I could get some answers.

I didn't get much farther before several gun stocks slammed into the back of my head repeatedly until I blacked out.

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It was nighttime when they finally let me out of the holding cell. They were VERY happy to slap me with property destruction and disrupting the peace, but there was a flood of eye witnesses to back up my story, and they couldn't really get anything to stick. Well, they COULD have, but if there's one thing I could give them credit it's that Dredd was tough but fair. They gave me an apology (bullshit) and a handwritten commemoration from the Emperor himself (also bullshit, since my pardon was also "handwritten" by the Emperor and they both had different handwriting) with a little medal and they kicked me out with a warning to get the hell out if I knew what was good for me. I gave them the double finger salute, but I took that advise and headed back towards the Nexus.

With a little free time as I took a cab towards the center of the first tier, I reached into that bag and started to shift through it's content...

[Doomguy]

You can't kill a Prime. Everyone knew this. As long as Omni kept his nonexistent eye on them, they would always come back after death. The general answer to this was to banish any troublesome prime to the Underverse, where the hellish minions that lived there would have their way with them. But the Empire was a bit more long term thinkers than the average bounty hunter or concerned citizen. They knew that anyone banished would fight for Diablo should he ever find his way back into the Omniverse. Each prime banished was like handing him a nuke. So they've gone to great pains to find alternatives to keeping Primes captive and hidden from the rest of the world.

It has been months since the fight between the primes known as Chara and Doomguy at monument plaza. Despite what the marine thought, she had survived the tower falling onto her and had been carted away and healed... before she was then taken to what the Empire called a mental hospital. What it should have been called was a prison, but rather than metal bars and guards they locked them in their own minds. Unsure of anything and never knowing they were held against their will in the first place.

Chara didn't know this. After they tweaked her head, she thought she had come in willingly as an empire civilian that needed help. She'd see the doctor who'd tell her she was progressing but would still need more time, she'd do all the little activities with the other patients, and when she asked the nurses about her dreams she had about a family of goats and another child her age with a knife, they'd tell her to take her meds and everything would be okay. And this went on for some time.

Until one day, as she tried for the nth time to try to get her bunk make Pete to talk (who'd just stare at the wall all day), she heard an great commotion down the hallway and the floor under her rumbled. It was if a large weight had smashed into a wall, followed closely by a firefight. She couldn't see anything as the little window in her room's door was too high, but she heard something that gave a clear idea of what was happening: A single man screaming insults and death threats as he unleashed hell.

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"You can have your fucking medal back!" It might have been more dramatic if I had thrown the medal in question at the stormtrooper that rushed towards me, but since I had melted it down for scrap some time ago I chose instead to pump him full of buckshot. Those that hadn't fled in terror had made a beeline towards where the assault boat had crashed through the building's wall, only to find a unfortunate fate at either my hands or the squad of other marines that joined me. There was little resistance here, but unless we got the prisoners rounded up quickly we were going to find ourselves elbow deep in plastic soldiers.

"Alright, start getting everyone on the boat" I ordered as I slammed the button labeled "emergency release" on the controls we 'parked' next to. "Remember, these people have probably been brainwashed to hell and back, so don't get rough with them" With that I sprinted down the halls to do my part, directed people down the hall and occasionally knocked the teeth in of any of the "handlers" that decided that coming at me with a needle full of bad news was a good idea. 

And there was that little brat. Chara, the insane child that attacked me months ago in my last last visited this wretched hive of scum and villainy, not looked just as confused and lost as everyone else. She never popped up at the nexus when a prime normally would and I had absentmindedly dismissed her as a secondary. Instead she was trapped here. Despite my own annoyance at her after the fight was over, I still felt some responsibility to get her out of this hellhole.

"Chara!" I called out and she nearly jumped out her skin as she was caught unaware. She seemed so unfamiliar with me, or anything for that matter. But when I knelt down to her level and pulled the heart locket from my pocket, she looked as if lightning had struck her. Her eyes grew wide, looking down at the floor in thought as she tried to think the information just presented to her "I think this belongs to you"

She pulled it it away from me and opened it up, where the same picture and the same two names etched into it. There was not much time for recollections, as I heard the thundering footsteps of the Empire's little toy soldiers get closer.

"We can do this later. MOVE!" I ordered, and the two of us ran towards the assault vehicle.

[Marisa Kirisame]

As she was running by this man who she had no idea who he was she stopped and asked "Who are you and why am I leaveing?" He stopped in his tracks and looked at her like she was being stupid and he said "Come on ill tell you later, just follow me." she had her old cloathes on and she said "are you here to give me my medication's because the doctors said I would have them now." then she herd a bunch of foot steps comeing there way and she had a flash back of killing one of them and a Cyborg battle her she smiled from ear to ear and summoned a knife as Doomguy readied his shotgun and she screamed at them that they were all going to die. A doctor came walking slowly down and said she said he is another Prime that everyone calles the Blu Medic and a very heavy looking man with a Minigun walked out of the corner and sounded Russian  "This little baby in green caused all this trouble." the Medic said "Yes Uber is ready if you are, Heavy?"

Chara looked in disgust at the two primes at what they did to her mind and what she had to face and Rushed at the Medic with Doomguy right behind her.

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[Doomguy]

The heavy footsteps of the minigun merc was the first thing that announced that the duo was here before I even saw the heavyset man or his sadistic fuckbuddy. I knew the two would be here, the intelligence had made it clear that the Empire had branched out its security for their little mind game laboratory here, but I had hoped the bash and grab method would mean we could dodge the two primes entirely rather than get stuck in a protracted fight with them. And if there's one thing these two were known for, it was dragging out fights. I raised the barrels of my own chaingun in perpetration, but I couldn't afford to waste time while the plastic soldiers in white came were on the way. I started to back pedal, when I saw the little maniac was still her with a gent of rage in their eyes.

"Get to the ship, I can hold them off" I ordered, but I knew that I would've had a better chance fighting the cyberdemon unarmed then get the crazy kid to follow orders. Even without the beef she had now that it seemed that some kind of memory has surfaced. I let her get to whatever the mad prime had planned while the real soldier here held down the trigger of their weapon and the duet of whirling barrels sung out.


"Don't let this be too easy, green baby" the Russian shouted out as his minigun came to speed "I want fight to be worth boolets!"

"Go back to eating sandwiches, Heavy, that's what you're actually good at!" I taunted back, and the bullets flew.

My aim was leveled at the medical hack in the hope that I could finish him off quickly, but the fat ass blocked the shots with his body while the Medic kept the healing up. I had to crush them both quickly, but that medical device the so-called-doctor had its own reputation. I tried to keep ahead of the machine gunner's shots, but while I could keep away mine hits did little to deter him and the wounds would rapidly disappear back into flesh. With the narrow corridor we were stuck in there was little room to dodge, and I felt the lead of his weapon chip my armor and graze my skin under the storm.

"Alright you bastard! Take this!" I roared as I whipped the rocket launcher from its place and unleashed a barrage of rockets into the floor around around the two merc. The Heavy stopped his suppression fire as he jumped straight into one to tank for his support. A large gash placed in his chest from the direct explosion and the shrapnel across his front already started to heal over by the red energy that surrounded him. But it was my sole aim, as the blast still buffered the medic and forced him back a bit while the building around them was rubble.

Which gave me enough time to breath and plan.

"Lets fall back" I ordered, again with no expectation that Chara would follow them, and shuffled towards the intersection behind us where the fight would be more even.

[Marisa Kirisame]

As Chara ran to the wall she told Doomguy that she would get rid of the Medic, he just had to keep the Heavy busy or it would not work. he nodded to her surprise that he would listen to the little kid that tried to kill him a while before and she "glitched" to behind the medic and Charged up the Knife then she saw Pete stand in front of her and ask "why are you attacking the doctor"? and he tilted his head she stopped the attack and saw doom guy try to stop the heavy but with the medic still healing him it was only a matter of time before he knocked out Doomguy or killed him

"Kill the Medic Chara I can't keep this up for much longer as the heavy punched a hole in the wall behind Doomguy "little baby, is to weak for Soviet man"! Chara looked at Pete and then back to the back of the medic then she started to run to Backstab the medic but right as she got to the neck Pete got in front and she slashed his jugular and she stopped and felt a needle hit her neck she then got the medics back and then felt the Glazed feeling she originally had but she had one thing on her mind now "Take Doomguy down".

She looked at Doomguy who said to her "Hey help me Beat the Heavy"! she just looked at him like he was someone who she never had seen before and said "you are a foe of the empire, you must be stoped and they will fix your problems". he looked at her like she had just gone crazy and then she just ran at him with no hate or joy in her eyes, just that they showed a glazed calm look.

Well doomguy has a chance to try to break  Charas mind control but if he cant ill make it happen

[Doomguy]

"Fuck it" Was the only thing I could muster as I watched Chara fall to the effect of the quack's medicine and lose her free will. As she charged me, I decided that it wasn't worth it anymore. The newly subverted killer child rushed towards me under the oppressive firepower of the Russian merc, my cover slowly reduced to the bare bone before I was forced out into the open. I was pushed back towards the dropship, the anklebiter close as she swung her knife with wide swings. I dodged away, only to fall into the Heavy's killzone. Blind shotgun blasts scattered across my enemies as I tired to keep them back, but a sharp pain jolted through my leg and looked down to see Chara rammed her knife into it.

I was done with this. My store of fucks had run dry and I had none to give. 

I grabbed the child by the neck and yanked her away from the knife wound. With a mighty heave I tossed the murderous brat into the face of the heavy, who was not quick enough to duck away and now had the little monster on him, his aim went wild.

"What sick man sends baby to fight me?!" He yelled as he let go of the trigger of a massive gun to take hold of his little face hugger, but when he looked but I had switched to a FAR bigger weapon. The great bulk of the BFG hung in my arms like the weight of the world, the soft hum of its plasma generators give a harsh green glow that revealed the firepower hidden inside. I held down the trigger and the electric scream as the containment hold filled with death and my smile grew ear to ear as I awaited the impending doom of the two mercs and their unfortunate hanger-on.

"Doctor?" Was the only thing the russain heavy gunner could say, as if questioning his previous invincibility, but the only answer was the horrified face of the Medic before the great green bolt was hurled down the hallway. I turned and ran, the roar as plasma struck and ripped through the building around was the only thing I heard before I made it into the drop ship at the end. If they weren't dead, then at least it would take them a long time to be dug out of the rubble.

I slumped down into one of the few chairs not occupied by a marine or a crazy person. I prayed this be the end of this little chapter, and I hoped I never run into that insane child again.

Not that I was ever that lucky. But that's a different story...