nachthound

more stuff...episode one of the comic....still no artist. damnit....file got screwed up format wise and i am feeling lazy so ignore weird spacing and shit....hope it still makes sense....

Theres this place I go that has a damn good cup of coffee, its not cheap, but you either get quantity or quality right?

So I show up like always and get my cup of coffee and sit outside, all seems normal enough so far, right?

This tow truck pulls up in the gas station next door

and the yellow flashers are reflecting off the building across the street,

before my eyes those flashing lights turn into flames and the shadows played on the wall become burning children in the fires of Armageddon.

I stand up and spread my arms in cruciform like some dark Christ come bearing salvation to those wretched creatures burning in my wrath, yet no respite is given.

This amuses me to no end, and I bark out a short bitter laugh almost before I realize what I am doing.

You alright?

Peachy. I said as a cruel smile came to my lips.

I think maybe I should keep an eye on you tonight. You dont seem like yourself.

Fine, but, just out of curiosity who do I seem like? I laughed. Although, it wasnt that funny.

Okay, well Ill be right inside if you need me.

Okay. What I wanted to say was Other than as cock cozyy why would I need you. But, I didnt.

I suppose now would be a good time to explain to you that I met this girl three nights ago and on our first date we bumped uglies.

The night I met her I had multiple people tell me not to get attached to this one.

Ill admit it she is quite the little heart breaker, but they tell me. HA! Me of all people not to get attached, but as always I didnt say it. I only said, I have no intention of it.

I happily went back to watching the macabre dance playing on the wall.

Her voice sounds like breaking glass again coming into my little world, my own personal haven.

Youve been staring at that wall an hour now is something bothering you?

Besides you keep talking to me? No, but it would seem something is bothering you and youre probably going to tell me about it.

I just dont know what to do with my life.

Join the fucking club In what regards?

Well, I wanna make things up with this guy, but my parents dont like him and I cant talk to him on the phone because my mom knows his voice, I just dont know if I should get back together with him.

So you ask the guy who you jumped two nights ago? Do you love him?

I dont think I am capable of love anymore.

At this point it occurs to me this has to be some sort of bizarre movie. I mean visions of the Apocalypse, women asking their lover advice about other men, it just doesnt happen..Right? I bark out another short, bitter laugh.

Whats so funny?

YOU! You think I care about you and that you are using me, well guess what!? Not only do I not care, I cant care!

What makes you think you are important enough to me in my world that you can just barge in and start trying to make me become a friend!

No one cared about me when I was plunging into this dark world of pain and loneliness! I wouldnt trade it either, here I am an incarnation of the pain you will receiveI apologize I digress.I heard a joke earlier today and I just now got the punch line.

Now is no time for jokes. She said as blood starts to ooze from her eyes.

I rub my eyes as if my contacts were bothering me, I looked up and it had stopped. Sorry, youre right. I snickered under my breath.

Its all right, so what should I do?

If he was a better lay than me, go back to him.

Dammit, Im serious.

So am I.

I watched her go back inside more confused than when she came out. Good. After the door closed I looked back and the fires were gone.

I screamed out Do you see me?! to no one in particular. Having scared a couple stray dogs, the doorman and an old couple I went back inside. I needed more coffee.

Having refilled my coffee I retreated back to a booth taken by one of the members of my extended family. There are another couple guys that know him approaching.

He wants to know about Dawn. My adopted brother informed me.

That cute brunette out there? I asked.

Yeah, is she single? He looked at me expectantly.

An evil grin crossed my face and I said I dunno I stuck my DICK in her two nights ago.

You ever seen the fear of death wander across a mans face? If not go shoot someone its kind of funny.

I uh.that is He very astutely observed.

Go for it. I dont own her and hey if you get the chance I highly recommend seeing her naked.

We all had a good laugh; bastard probably could have had her if hed realized I was serious.

I hate playing games, these social freak shows I go to every day.

I laugh and I joke, but inside I hate all of it and I can hold nothing but contempt for these people who willingly, even eagerly take part in that game.

After all I have no choice right? Im only here for the coffee.

The two college prep boys left shortly after that and believe me I was very disappointed to see them leave without trying to talk to her.

Its just not every day you see a couple young dorks get shot down by a homicidally attractive woman.

Snickering to myself under my breath, I went back outside to glare at the stray dogs again.

I do this cause it is the only remotely entertaining thing to do while waiting to go watch a bunch of David Lynch films.

Glaring at the dogs, while amusing, was not very exciting for anyone but me, so Ill spare you the details.

Dancing we wanna go dancing. Dawn came out to tell me.

Groovy. Where?

Amnesia.

You want ME to take you dancing at a gay club?

Yes me and a few other people.

I see, sure lets get the truck.

You have to understand at this point I have never been much of a dancer and am even less of one now.

I used to have fun dancing but that was beforeno wait Im getting ahead of myself. Youll find out about that soon enough.

We arrived at the club about two in the morning; two homosexuals immediately noticed me.

Great not five minutes and Im already being scoped. How you guys doin?

FABULOUS! they lisped in unison.

(SHUDDER) Lets get inside.

Upon entering the main dance area of the club the first thing I saw were two rather buff men in g-strings. Needless to say I found myself a place to hole up where I could not see that. They were all dancing while I sat there and contemplated what a poor night it was shaping up to be. A set of female hands started rubbing my shoulders and dear gods did it feel good.

Monster. My unknown angel whispered in my ear.

If Im such a monster why are you rubbing me like that?

To think I loved you.

At this I whirled around and was confronted with the only woman I have ever or will ever love.

It cant be. You died.

Yes, and you killed me.

NO! It was him, the old man, he was there at my grandfathers funeral, and he was there when that drunk hit us, even at my court martial. I told you about the man in my nightmares, he killed you, not me. He ruined everything in my life.

Havent you figured it out yet? He is you. Your are the same now, you ARE hatred and he has won.

God no! Please dont say that. No, this isnt real you are some Demon playing as my Angel. You were the only one that could beat those monsters in my head. I love you.

You are obsessed now and no longer are the man I loved. You say I am a demon? Then see exactly how demonic I can be.

I watched in horror as my darlings skull caved in and her hair became matted with blood. It was all the same as that night, I had to relive the nightmare.

NOOOOOO!! Why are you doing this?

I fell on my knees on the dance floor. When I looked up he was there. That leering, taunting smile on his face.

My instincts told me to roll and I did, just as his scythe was coming down. The lights flashing across the stage played tricks with my eyes, everything slowed down.

It was like some dark dance twirling across the floor and Loki was leading..

I needed some advantage, my hand brushed against a chair.

Without thinking I grabbed the chair and bashed him in the face with it.

This was all I needed. I jumped on him and with my bare fists I pounded and pounded.

I felt my knuckles split. Thats for my grandfather!

I felt my pinkie snap. Thats for my only love.

I felt the bones in my hand buckle. Thats for my life!

Now our blood is mixed and we are one. He laughed.

I ran. I knew he was behind me and I couldnt get away.

The interstate, I have to get to the interstate.

There was the overpass, my last chance at salvation; please God let me be right.

I looked down at the speeding cars. The man you loved isnt dead baby, I was only lost.

The last thing I saw as my head crashed into the cab of a semi was a look of abject terror on that old bastards face.

I dont know if any of it was ever real, but in the end I think I found myself.

Im sorry, but you died for nothing and your sacrifice was in vain. The voice in the light said.

Fine, but God, can I see her? Can I see my Angel?

Shes not here. Im Sorry.

Thats when God explained to me how it really worked.

Thats also when he explained that she would never remember me and that I was the point where she messed up her life.

That was the first time I died. It was also the first time I met God.

I think.

I cant really tell anymore.

When you jump around in time the way I do, timelines get kind of fuzzy.

The three times I mentioned that I had seen Loki had been in my real life.

They happened before the hallucinations.

The first time I saw Loki I was six.

He was standing in a corner at my Grandfathers funeral

.no one saw him except for me.

I didnt know then who he was, but I knew he was evil.

The second time I saw him was right after the accident.

.a drunk had swerved in front of me.

.there was nothing I could do.

.She died in my arms

The last time I saw Loki in my real life was at my court martial.

What was I put on trial for?

Mass Murder.

Its not really all THAT bad.

I was on patrol in some third world hell hole

I turned a corner and found a crowd stoning a girl to death.

.she was pretty and young and I didnt see her, I saw my love.

I ordered my squad to open fire.

When it was all said and done fifteen people were dead..

..including the girl.

..She had smothered her child..

.I had killed fifteen people attempting to save a child murderer.

.ok, so I guess it was that bad

.now you see why I am doing what I am doing..

.I want some answers.

..NOW!

(Without any further comment the man plunges off the side of the building, never emitting a scream.)