I opened my eyes in response to the voice that had awoke him. I tried to stretch my arm to touch the figure floating above me "Sandra" I muttered but to my surprise l felt the texture of something smooth something like wood I thought. "Aaaah,what the fuck! Am I in a fucking coffin.what's going on?". I hearkened the sound of a shovel as if someone was burying me while am still breathing. Who the fuck in their right consciousness would bury a living person.I began to tap on the wooden bier crying out to be discharged from it . My vision was blinded by darkness inside the casket. " Hey you out there ,you better let me go from this hole or when I get my hands on you am gonna feed you your own intestines you bitch " I listened closely and all of a sudden it went silent. The man probably ran due to the shock that a dead man had come to life likely due to the fear of zombies. I tried to push the frame of the casket and to my luck it finally opened. l was enraged like a fucking erupting volcano. l cursed the name of the goddamn fuckin lunatic who placed him in a grave. I collected my thought and tried to study my surroundings. (Shawn's pov) Where the fuck am I? Is this some kind of a dream? Who the heck brought me here? I flashed back his mind. I recalled feeling cold while my body lay in an alley after putting up a fight with a thug who tried to snatch some bucks from me. I some how was happy to die after having a shitty life. l shielded myself from the world and passed most of my time reading fanfic novels & comics, watching and playing combat games in my room. I lived lonely and after bathing in a pool of my own blood I suddenly awoke to this world. I caressed my body and the stab located at my solar plexus was missing. I rubbed my inverted triangular shaped face and felt that everything was normal,even my short straight stylish black hued hair and narrow intimidating steel blue eyes were all normal. l was gifted with deceptive charismatic charms. Many girls had a crush on me even before l attained an age of 16. I felt more energetic than before like my body had undergone a mutation. My body gained a chiseled shape and l felt more amazing than a freak l was. "What do we have here," a chilling voice vibrated from my back, I turned my head robotically at almost 240 degrees and bam a projectile was heading towards me but I managed to escape by leaning on my left and jumped backwards. "Whooo you have got some moves there kid," a voice muttered. The voice seemed familiar and cold but I could not make out whose it was. Then I asked the shadowy figure that stood at the darkness who he was. The shadow stepped forward to the ground exposed to the moonlight. "What the fuck scarecrow! What is this,, some kind of a ...
...costume tournament, buddy you look like a joke right now man. I would probably grade you a C minus bro." " Don't you dare mock me boy, am going to end your fate and crowd you with fear that you beg you never set foot to this graveyard." Scarecrow remarked and shot multiple projectiles at me i evaded by performing some few backflips and landed with my back
at a stone grave. This gave me an opportunity to shield myself from the bullets. I knew those bullets contained a dangerous chemical that could carve out someone's fear to reality rendering them immobilized.
I knew that this body was perfectly agile but I he had an upper hand since I was on a defensive position and I had could attack at this proximity. I needed to level the battlefield by closing some distance between us or else.
"System activated" what is this I heard a voice in my head then a blue holographic screen appeared infront of me. "What is this?" I rubbed my eyes several times to make sure that it wasn't an hallucination and validated that the icon was still there.
"This is no hallucination" I demurred. Splish-splash "I told you whelp nobody will remember you. Your fate is sealed, you will die here." Shadowcrow boasted while he shot projectile at the me.