- - -
Two days later. Jim was now allowed to exit his prison but was in a dilemma. If he exited he would have to rob somewhere and will also have to return. He can't purposely run away or tell someone about his predicament. He could just tell a hero or someone and take the pain again.
'Damn, how will I save myself? I can tell someone, but I don't know if there are any side effects of continuously enduring the pain. Hopefully, I should be fine.'
Jim grabbed his glove and climbed a ladder up to a hatch. With a hard push, it opened. His eyes ached in pain as they tried to adjust to the light.
'Ah, the blinding light of the sun. How much I have missed the warmth of it. The cool breeze of wind. Finally, I'm out of that hell hole.'
Jim scanned the area he was in. He stepped up and closed the hatch.
'The city, it's in the distance. Only one km away. I need to get help. Do they think I'll just listen to them? Ha, in their dreams. Time for payback.'
Jim started walking towards the city while observing his surroundings. There are trees and dead grass around. But almost nothing else. As if everything made sure to avoid here.
- - -
Jim had made it into the city. Lots of tall skyscrapers reaching the sky. Many people walk around and even more drive on the streets. He had missed this noisy city. Jim quickly focused on the task at hand, he had to go to a hero to help him.
- - -
With a little walking, he was here. The hero association. He needed to get a hero. Jim walked in.
The inside of the building was grand, with a high ceiling about 15 feet high and lots of pictures of heroes on the right wall. The left had some plants and a machine to register as a hero, Somewhere he thought he would be in the future.
There are three booths with receptionists in each one. They were all occupied until the man on the right finished his turn. Jim walked to the counter where a young lady stood. She seemed to be older than him by a few years but no more than 25 with fairly average looks but amazing silky blond hair put in a neat bun. She smiled at him as he came to the counter and said.
"What can I help you with today?"
This being his first time speaking to someone other than the villains for a while Jim was a little nervous.
"H-hello, I Need help, Villa-"
"AHHHHHH!"
Before Jim even had a chance to say what he wanted he was already being punished. Suddenly Jim felt cold as he realized what happened. He couldn't stop the pain. It wasn't like before it kept going.
'W-what do I need to do to stop it???'
"M-MAKE IT STOPP!!"
Jim started to hear a familiar voice.
"Did you think we would let you go away that easily? Kill her, kill her and it will stop."
"N-NO"
The people in the building were all in distress. Some called for an ambulance while others watched. The lady in front of Jim went towards him and consoled him.
"Hey just hang in there. I don't know what's happening but the ambulance is coming. Just hold on a little longer"
The voice continued.
"Kill her or it won't stop. NOW!"
Due to Jim being in immeasurable pain he couldn't help but listen to the voice. His hand slowly lifted from his neck and turned a dial on his glove. He then put his hand on the woman's cheek.
"I-I'm sorry. I am."
"For what-"
-BAAANNGGG!!
The woman's head exploded. Jim's pain disappeared. A look of relief appeared on Jim's face as it turned to guilt.
'W-what did I do?!? No, no, no this is not how it's supposed to happen! I was supposed to be saved. Not kill someone!'
Jim's grief didn't have time to set in as he saw a person enter the building. She looked like a kid wearing a pink dress and a tutu, she was a Pink Princess!
'Pink Princess, fuck…'
Jim realizing his situation started to run. Unfortunately for Jim, there was only one way out from the lobby and Pink Princess was right in front of it.
'I'm stuck in between a rock and a hard place, just perfect!'
Pink Princess looking at the dead girl without a head stared at Jim. Pure fear is what Jim felt. His entire body froze. His eyes shot from one side of the room to the other scanning. The world seemed to be at a standstill.
'This is where I die, isn't it?'
-WHOOSH! … BANG!
Jim got hit on his abdomen and got sent flying.
-CRASH!
After getting hit Jim slammed against the wall with pictures of heroes. He stood back up.
'I'm fucked! She won't let me off with just this, not after I killed the receptionist.'
Jim coughed up blood and winced in pain.
'I can't escape… Not without retaliation.'
Jim is aware that he is at a huge disadvantage. He looked at his glove resolving himself.
-CRUNCH!
As Jim was looking at his glove a fist entered his vision and left just as fast. He got punched in the face. His jaw got shattered. Jim started to laugh.
"Hu, Ha, HAHAHA… always. I'm always the unlucky one. You know what? I don't even care anymore!'
Jim pointed at Pink Princess and a red laser shot out from his glove.
-BZZZAAAPP!
A sizzling sound could be heard. Pink Princess looked at her shoulder, now with a finger-width wide hole in it.
"You are so dead, kid!"
Jim muttered.
"I know..."
Jim was terrified. He just stood there with regret in his eyes.
-PUNCH!
Jim's eyes started to close. He had a look of guilt on his face.
'If only I could take the pain. If only I didn't kill her. She seemed like a good person…'