After Heather died Kevin made his way slowly through the week, earlier today was the feuneral and we begin immeadiatly there after. We follow Kevin, Ole, and Hacker down a cobble stone road as Kevin, stricken with grief contemplates life, Ole tries to be supportive, and Hacker is just himself...

It's raining again, but this time it's more of a drizzle than a downpour as the church bells ring out eighteen times being the custom, and a rugged, black horse drawn carriage pulls away from St. Micheal's Catholic Church of Gaylord, coffin in the bed, with a soft clopping of horses hooves.

"Oh God Ole... why did it have to be her? God, why couldn't it have been me?... I loved her Ole! I never told her, I never even told myself, but I loved her. I just ignored it, told myself it was impossible, told myself that I couldn't, she was too much of a friend, too much of a sister to me.... How can you possibly risk that for romance, for love? Ole? Why didn't I go to get the stuff? Why didn't I stop this? It could be me in that casket right now. Ole, do you think she felt like I did? Do you think we could have been more? Ole?" Kevin Kobalski walks down the cobblestone road in a soping wet extra large hooded sweatshit over his most appropriate black button-up shirt and dress pants. His voice is faulted, cracky and tinged with guilt as he tries to hold back the tears, his adam's apple bobs up suddenly in an effort to stifle what must come out at one point or another.

"Man, it was just her time to go, there was nothing you could do, I told you that already. Listen, I loved her too, she was like the little big-sister that I never had, but there's no sense in getting caught in the past, you gotta move on eventually." Ole Christianson walks quietly next to his trusted accomplice and beloved brother. He stands nearly several heads above Kevin and his girth is nearly four times that of Kevin's. He walks between Kevin and the side of the road, trimmed with trees to which his eyes dart every so often, following a shadow.

"Shut up Ole!" Calls out the shadow in a very rude manner," There is no such thing as "the time", it's just one of those things you tell the dumb little kids to keep them from throwing a fit. They come for you when they feel like it and they won't stop until they've put you six feet under! Just look at me, if it weren't for... well, they put me six feet under before and they're after me again, this time it'll really be the end! They'll get you two first, I'll make sure of that 'cause I'm not dieing alone. You two are dieing with me whether you want to selfishly hang on to all this or not, I'm not going down alone! And who cares about that girl anyway? She was just a stupid girl who couldn't dodge a bullet if it were standing still. You Kev, you're just being selfish, holding on to her like she ment something. I can find a dozen other women just like her on this block alone, don't fool yourself with all this love shit, it ain't happening, they won't let it happen." Hacker walks in the trees, trying to dissapear as much as he can, but still casting a shadow that Ole can easily follow.

"Shut yer mouth before I tell "them" where you are Hack!" Ole says, then he turns back to Kevin,"Don't listen to him Killer, he don't know what he's talking about, he's just a sick little bastard, you worked your ass off to keep the Kobalski's alive for how many months now? Now he's just walking in and you're letting him trample over your work! Get it together man!" The group turns a corner, heading down the same route Heather and Ole took mere days before. "Look Killer, this is bad, but you gotta rise above it, you gotta show your strength man! This could be your time to take the world by storm, make your presence known, run for President!"

"Ole... shutup." Says Kevin, sounding defeated," This isn't my time, this was Heather's time, this was her time to be... and I ruined that. I don't deserve to walk on when I could have done something! I should have stopped it! I should have been there to protect her, to keep her safe! Hell Ole, do you even know what it takes to be President? You gotta be fourty or something... you're so damn stupid! Just... let me be." With that Kevin drops his head and speeds up, trying to escape what he can't escape and to leave behind all that he needs, but Ole catches up to him quickly, grabbing him around the waist and swinging the lost Kobalski over his shoulder. Kevin strugles as much as he can with all his energy drained from him, he does however get a good shot at Ole's heavily bandaged and braced neck, causing Ole to let out a pained roar.

"Would you two keep it down over there? They'll hear you! We gotta hide! Come on, get smart! Don't stupe to the level of that Carnage guy and... what's his name? Oh, Betawolf! I think... they were going to tell Them! They were going to try to stop me, to bury me again! Ha! They got what they deserved! They got it alright! That was just a warning! You got that Kevin? You understand Ole? Ha! You're just a stupid oaf with the shit job of handling a hyper dwarf! That's all you deserve! That's where you..." Hacker begins with a know-all voice along with a tad bit of pure... chaos? Evil? Just plain parinoia? In any case Ole quelched Hack's obniouxis speech with a,"SHUT UP! Dammit you fuckin' prick! If you don't shut your damn mouth right now, I'll take you out my own damn self! You're pathetic! A nobody! No one cares about you, and for good reason! You're an ass and you don't care who you're dealing with! You piss off, ridicule, and hurt those who care about you, even more than you do everyone else! You can go to hell man! We're going to the Tavern alone, I don't want to see your face around here again, you got that? Is that simple enough for you? Now, get the hell out of here!"

"Hey, You know what? Fuck You! Fuck you! You're just a stupid, ugly, brute of a man in a family of inbreds and half-breeds! You're nothing compared to me! You think you've got what it takes to come back from the dead? Think again! You know anyone who's done it before? No! That's 'cause I'm something else, something better, and that's why They are after me! You're working for Them aren't you? I should have known! I suspected, but I wasn't sure, now I am! You fat little bitch! You will NEVER! And I mean NEVER, speak to me like that again! Do you understand me?" Says Hacker X as he, enraged, steps from the shadows, accenting every step he takes towards Ole, his face red and scars deathly white like molten steel. His soggy black hair shows it's think strands with whitening roots as the wind catches his heavy purple cotton hood and knocks it off his head, leaving it hanging on his back. His raging eyes are hidden by deep purple Raybans, but they seem to still peirce into the Gargantuan Polock. Even the earth seems to feel the raw hatred coursing through the dead Kobalski and the air seems to crackle with the energy stemming from that very intensity of the emotion. Finally, as the air nearly begins to glow a red haze, Hacker comes to a stop in the very center of the cobble, waiting for Ole's response... he doesn't have to wait long.

Ole steps forwars, inches from Hacker, a good head taller that him and thrice the girth, but Hack doesn't budge," You still think you got something I don't? Hack?" He spits out the last word as if it has an aweful aftertaste. The two stand, facing each other with equal distaste and hatred for a long moment before Hacker takes a swing! He swings hard and fast, delivering a nasty shot right to the temple, only to find an even worse one coming at his temple. "Whoomph! Whamph!" The two return nasty blows, each time more staggering, nearly throwing them both to the ground. With every strike comes a call, a yell, from the hagard Kobalski," Stop it! You guys! Stop!" He nearly breaks into tears,"Ole! Stop! Hack! Steve!" A warmtear rolls down his face,"Dammit you guys! Stop it!" Then, something comes out of the big front pocket of Kevin's.... Something boxy, a little "L" shaped, sleek black, deadly.... Kevin holds it up to his head," Stop!" He yells in the most forceful manner he can mannage before breaking down, his body shaking and voice trembling," I'll do it. I'll pull the trigger. Just stop you guys. Just stop..."

This catches Ole's attention and the fight is over, he bends down to Kevin, stooping low and looking as nonthreatening as possible. He reaches slowly for the gun, but Killer steps back. He says," Man, just give me the gun. Come on man, it's only gonna get better, give me the gun." He does everything in his power to be gentle, carefully picking words from a limited vocabulary.

Meanwhile Hacker is standing vey cocky, with a near-grin on his face," Pull the trigger! Pull it!" He eggs on," It's so much better being dead! He he! Just pull the trigger!" And to that Ole responds," Ignore him Killer, just give me the gun.." And Hack cuts in,"Yeah! Give it to him! Unload that clip on his ugly mug! Just do it! Do it for me!"

Kevin's attention waiver's for a moment and that's all it takes as Hack hops forward, kicking the gun with his right leg out of Kevin's left palm and then, when his right food lands, his left takes off in a roundhouse kick to the neck, knocking the ragged Kobalski to the ground! "You stupid FUCK! What did you think you were going to prove?! What the hell? Don't you EVER pull a stunt like that again you supid little brat! Uh! I can't do this! You know what? Kill youself! See if I care! I'm out of here!" And Hacker X runs quickly to edge of the road and dissapear into the shadows.

"Man, let's get your neck looked at and then we're going to find a good counsler, you need help."

Kevin, defeated, colapses to the street, sobbing hard enough to make him worry that he may break a rib, and that causes an even stronger wave of sorrow to overcome him. He lays there, in his feuneral clothes and black extra large hooded sweatshirt in a mess on the ground, shaking violently from the sorrow and pain, the loaded gun he planned to take his own life with, a few feet away from him, a frightened friend just a little further away still, and the sound of horse hooves fading away in the distance...