Before Music:

A few years go by since S.T. Musician, rescued Light Harmony. Through training, a strict diet and spiritual therapy, the once famished and dirty urchins were now clean, fit and ready to fight.

They start off small. Taking on petty thugs and learning to both break off and work together in order to take on multiple opponents. Then moved on to gangsters, murderers, rapists and other scum. Letting the punishment fit the crime. However their biggest challenge is right in the middle of the abandoned building not to far from the place, they first met S.T.

Light: What are we doing here?

S.T.: We got a tip that one of the former Rape Robbers wishes to surrender.

Harmony: It could be a trap.

S.T.: Then let's see how much of a trap it is.

As they search the place they see three figures. General Deidre Armita, as well as Dark and Divide.

Divide: Well well well. If it isn't our old friend. S.T. Musician. Surprised to see us?

S.T.: Not really. I figured you'd turn your nose up sooner or later.

Divide: I was hoping my nose isn't the only thing you're staring at. Like the new outfit.

S.T.: A little too dark for my taste, but whatever floats your boat. So what are you three doing here in an abandoned warehouse waiting for us.

Divide: See that's where you made the mistake Shane. You see 3, but I C-4.

She takes out a small detonator and motions her head above them. The entire ceiling and surrounding walls are surrounded by C-4 charges next to barrels of Gasoline.

Dark: We realized even with the numbers even between us, that we couldn't beat you in a straight fight. So we're just gonna blow you out of the sky.

General Deidre Armita: But then we realized it was too quick. An explosion, a shrapnel here and there. So we only rigged the C-4 to the gas so we can roast you fuckers alive.

Divide: In short, if I can't have you. No one can.

S.T.: Light! Harmony! At the ready. I'll take Dark.

Light: I got dickless.

Harmony: That leaves you and me bitch.

Divide: I think it hardly seems unfair that two women should entertain the boys with a catfight. So I'm going Co-ed. General? She's all yours.

General Deidre Armita: I am gonna enjoy this.

Divide: Dark, kill the mouthy blonde.

Dark: Awww but I wanted to kill S.T. !!!! No fair.

Divide: No. He's mine.

She places the detonator down her shirt and takes out a whip.

Divide: Last chance Shane. Be mine or be no one's.

S.T.: I'd say "Fuck you." but you'd take that as an invitation.

The fight begins. Divide throws the whip wrapping it around S.T.'s neck. Reeling him in like a caught fish. She tries to force her lips on him but he keeps pushing her away as he's choking. The pushing only turning her on more.

Divide: I always knew you liked it rough. Give in.

She punches him in the ribs. Trying to shorten his breath more. He kicks her in the crotch, wincing in pain as the sound of a metal plate is heard.

Divide: I learned my lesson the last time.

Meanwhile General Deidre and Harmony are going at each other. He tries to shoot her, but she reflexively dodges every bullet. Harmony goes to tackle him only for him to strike her nose with the butt of his pistol. Causing her to stagger and allowing him to grab her in a bear hug.

General Deidre: I should warn you, you're not the first I make sure they remember what I did to them.

He opens his mouth and moves it slowly towards her neck. Teeth glistening in the light. She turns to him, with a clever smile.

Harmony: I should warn you, my teeth are sharper than yours.

In a quick movement. She bites down hard on his throat, ripping it off and exposing his jugular. He drops her in an attempt to stop the bleeding, but she doesn't have it. She scratches, punches and bites every part of his body she can reach. Spitting out chunk after chunk so more blood comes out. The general screaming in agony as he dies.

Dark has Light pinned to the corner. With a Blade to his throat.

Dark: You make me sick urchin. You're a constant reminder of how much of a disease humanity is and you deserve to die like the rest of them. I just want you to know tha-

Light kicks him in the crotch, causing him to stagger and drop the knife. Wasting know time. Light delivers one heavy hit after another.

Light: YOU *Left Rib Punch.* FUCKING *Right Rib Punch* TALK *Stomach Punch* TOO *Straight Jab* DAMN *Right Cross* MUCH *Left Hook* YOU *Slam Head Against Wall.* SON *Slam Head Against Floor* OF *Throw Body Against Ground* A *Stomp Nuts* BITCH!!! *Final Kick To The Face* FUCK YOU!!!

Dark is out cold and badly beat up. Light spits on his body before walking off to help S.T. He was about to rush Divide on the side, before he hears a loud bang. Anticipating that she'd get rushed. Divide, shoots him in the knee cap with a derringer disabling him. Before turning her attention back to S.T. As S.T. is turning blue from being choked, Divide closes in on him intending to kiss him at least.

Divide: I've waited a long time for this and this time I'll enjoy it slowly.

Suddenly the length of the whip was split in half. Harmony standing between Divide and S.T. as he struggles to catch his breath. In a manner similar to when they first met.

Harmony: When we first met, you were nice to me, S.T., you protected me and Light from the horrible elements of this world and provided us with a place to call home. Now it's my turn to protect you.

Divide: It's a shame I have to use my hands. I was saving that bullet for you. You stay away from my true love, you man stealing harpy.

Harmony: Is that what you call what you were doing to him? Love? Love isn't about dominating one or another. Granted sex involves some of it, but not love. Love is a mutual understanding between both parties. To share and considers one's feelings with another and vice versa and finding the common ground between each other. I don't know what happened between you two, but it's perfectly clear that the only one you love is yourself and damn anyone that doesn't agree with you. When you went after him, did you even once consider his feelings. Once considered that maybe, he wasn't interested in you.

Divide: He is mine, we are destined to be together. My feelings are supposed to be his feelings. He's supposed to give up everything so he can please me forever and ever. Spare me the self-righteous brainwashing about mutuality and romance. Love is always and often about conquering everything. He's not even a human being to me. He's an an object, a toy for my own amusement and I don't like young harlots like yourself PLAYING WITH MY TH---

With one quick motion, Harmony dragged a single finger across Divide's face. leaving a large scratch that went from the left side of her forehead to the right side of her chin. The shock of which staggered her towards the nearest gas barrels. Causing gasoline to spill on the floor around her. She looks from the reflection of the poured gas to see the bloody scratch.

Divide: You....RUINED MY FACE!!!!

She takes the detonator out. S.T. tries to choke out

S.T.: Peleg DON'T!!!

Harmony: You're standing on GA-

She pushes the button. The building blows up causing the surrounding town to shake, as if an Earthquake hit it. A huge chunk of the building going up in flames. Smoke pouring out all over. Three figures can be seen walking out of the giant smokey hole where the building used to be. S.T. on one side. Harmony on the other. With Light in the middle as they help him get out.

The Next Day.

S.T. and Light Harmony are sitting in CIEIR HQ covered in bandages as they rest and recuperate.

Light: According to the news, only one body was found. General Deidre Amirta. They had to I.D. him through dental records.

Harmony: Do you think they've been vaporized? She was standing in a puddle of gas after all.

S.T.: Part of me wants to think so, but something tells me they're still out there. Planning their next move.

Harmony: There's one thing I didn't get. What did she mean that you were destined to be with her.

S.T.: Much like myself she met the mystics. According to her, the spirits said that if the Dark Righteous Saviour ever intermingled with pure evil, they'd give birth to a strong and powerful offspring that can potentially wipe out humanity. She seemed helbent on being the mother of that offspring.

Light: So they needed to corrupt you in order to keep you from destroying them.

S.T.: Exactly. Now rest up, we got a lot of rehab to go through before we go out there again.

Harmony takes out a USB.

Harmony: I found this in the studio last week. What is it?

S.T.: Oh that? Just an album I have made to Chronicle the highlights of my life. From starting out to meeting you two. Would you like to listen to it?

Light Harmony: Sure.

Author's Note

And that was The Adventures of S.T. Musician. Hope you enjoyed it.

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After S.T. kicked out the two individuals that would later become Dark Divide. He decided to go to the nearest town to take his mind off things, refresh his mental and emotional health. He notices a small crowed gathering into the middle of a street. Two teens, a boy and a girl, both blond hair and gold eyes, but otherwise dirty and ragged, were standing in front of a portable stereo, playing music in the background and a sign that says "The Helpful Urchins: Trying to bring the Good Urchin Name back since the days of Oliver Twist. Services $1 Each" Curious, S.T. politely shoved some of the crowd out of the way for a closer look. Their song begins and they sing their lyrics:

The Urchins:

Gather round everyone.

We have news.

That will help us both out.

Today we offer some.

Services for coin.

What you need we got.

We're not like others.

We don't need to steal.

Only help for help.

We don't pick pockets.

Or pull guns on you.

We're nice urchins.

Some Rob Others Kill.

We only offer hope.

That you do not judge.

Based on their fuck ups.

Do you need a hand?

Use all four of ours.

We carry your bags.

We help to your cars.

We also protect.

Those who can't fight back.

Only one dollar.

Per each person's task.

How can you say no.

To a deal like this.

You can't get better.

And we are honest.

Don't just stand there now.

Take this offer true.

We are only here.

To help all of you.

As someone nearly driven out of his own home on more than one occasion, S.T. sympathized with their plight, but was impressed by their optimism and determination. Few people only gave Dollars out and wrote their services down for a later time. S.T. on the otherhand had a thought.

S.T.: These kids work hard to stay alive, they deserve more than scraps. I'll treat them to something nice.

He bent over and drop a $20 bill into their pay hat. Making them a total of $20 in bills and $10 in change. Without skipping a beat they added him to their song.

Urchins:

Is that a 20?

You are generous.

Yet you did not ask.

For anything back.

Bless you, you good sir.

In indigo clothes.

A great example.

Of how things should be.

While still bent, he managed to get a good look into the girl's eyes. While both have yellow Retina's her pupils look more like slits than dots, as if she were a cross between a human and a cat......or a fox. Luckily he was wearing shades, so he was able to hide the shocked expression in his eyes. Using a technique he learned from the mystics, he disappeared in plain sight. An act that didn't go unnoticed by the two. Without skipping a beat, they continue to sing.

Urchins:

Where did that man go?

It's like he vanished.

Oh well, let's focus.

On the job at hand.

If you all are like.

That mystery man.

We'd be grateful too.

You'd donate to us.

Until that happens.

We still offer work.

In exchange for coin.

And your peace of mind.

We are not robbers.

Nor scammers or cons.

We want to survive.

But not without earn.

So far so good.

We made enough now.

To eat and warm us.

And live for next day.

Yet we're still angry.

At the world hurting.

If only we could.

Do something about it.

After making about $80 in total. They close up shop and go to the nearest market buying blankets for their tent and fast food with the $20.

As they sat in their tent and ate, they make conversation.

Boy Urchin: I still can't get over what happened. No one gives us bills for nothing. What was his intention?

Girl Urchin: I don't know, but I think he's kinda cute.

Boy Urchin: Harmony!!! Jesus, the man is old enough to be our fathers.

Harmony: Relax Light, it's not like I'm trying to get into his pants or anything, I'm just saying he looks good. Maybe you'll grow up to be that handsome one day. Not only that, but well.....he smells good. I mean the guy looked clean and all, but unlike the others that were around his seemed, unique. Like Lavender. Not to mention the outfit. Indigo and Crimson Red. A strange combination, yet he was able to put it together.

Light: I suggest we forget about him and focus on our next work day. We were able to complete all the tasks today. I must admit that $20 made me feel extra motivated. Still odds are we won't see anything like that ever again.

Before they could finish their meal, their tent gets stabbed through with 5 knives. 5 men in black trench coats with DD on their backs have ripped open their tents. One of which was a very familiar built man whom seemed to be missing something around the crotch area.

Rape Robber Leader: Well well well. If it isn't the kid duo that moved in on our territory for coin. Our urchins have been complaining about you lately. Stealing what they rightfully called dibs on.

Light: Well well well. If it isn't The Dickless Ex-Rape Robber. What's the matter, Schoolgirl's not doing it for you that you keep a gaggle of brainwashed kids at your beck and call.

Rape Robber Leader: That's General Deirdre Armita to you. Dark Divide hired me personally to take out the trash around here and I am gonna enjoy taking my time with the both of you. Especially you, little girl.

Light: Now you've done it.

Harmony: Threatening me is one thing, but WHO ARE YOU CALLING LITTLE!!!?

With one swift movement, Harmony swiped her hand knocking Deirdre down and scratching his face. The shock of which momentarily stuns the other four. Long enough for Light to drag her out and run. They hide from them in an abandoned building for now. While they tried to remain quiet, Harmony was still fuming over the threat.

Light: Harmony remember the mantra. I'll do that with you.

Light Harmony:

Breathe Deep Let Out.

Breathe Deep Let Out.

Ohm.

They calmed themselves for now, but just as they feel safe, 10 cops show up guns drawn at them. With five people next to them. All civilians and covered in cuts and bruises.

Evil Civilian: There they are, that's the two that jumped me.

Light Harmony: Well if you haven't stolen that nice old lady's wallet, we wouldn't have had to jump you.

Police Officer: You're coming with us.

They bolt once again running into the 5 before, running into the nearest Alleyway. They stop at a dead end, with the cops and crooks swarming in on them. Out numbering them 20 - 2.

Light: I guess this is it. Part of me wishes we had a better life than on the streets.

Harmony: I have no regrets save for losing you brother.

Just as they were about to get rushed a caped figure comes swooping down. Standing between the mob and the urchins. He doesn't say a word, staring at them with a look in his eyes that can only be described as the Fear of God. Each group of the 20 reacting in their own way.

Evil Civilian: Oh shit it's him? I thought he was a myth!!!

Police Officer: The Angel of Indigo. The Dark Righteous.

General Deidre Armita: S.T. Musician. I heard you improved your look, but I never thought it'd be true.

S.T. then raises his foot and takes one step forward. All run off except the General.

General Deidre Armita: I may be outnumbered, I haven't forgotten what you've done to me, butI know who you really are. I'll see you soon Shane. I'll see you all soon.

He walks away grinning to himself. The two were awestruck.

Light: It's him, it's really him. S.T. Musician of CIEIR Music. I heard rumours that he moonlit as a vigilante, but I never thought I'd see it for myself.

Harmony: Well let's talk to him before he disappears.

S.T.: I won't disappear not yet. I didn't just come to save you. I came to make you an offer. Of course you can refuse if you wish, but I hope you don't.

Light Harmony: What is it?

S.T.: I saw how you handled that General. Those marks on his face won't go away for at least a weak and even then it would leave nasty scars. However, without proper resources and training, you would have been killed.

Light: With all do respect, S.T., we been through worse.

S.T.: I don't doubt that. Which brings me to the offer. I have plenty of space for you to live and plenty of food for you to eat. However, it's not without price. For starters, I would like to recruit you to my cause. I plan to help change the world, to save it from a great Evil coming from it. You already seen a glimpse of what that Evil was. However, it's not just your fighting skills I'm interested in. It's also your singing voice. I love making music and I have an ear for talent. So, how would you two like to work for CIEIR Music as singers? It makes a good cover as travelling musicians.

Light: We've been hoping for an opportunity like this, but we never thought it would fall into our lap. It seems all to good to be true.

Harmony: Mr. Musician, do you think we can have a moment to think about it?

S.T. Nods, giving her a warm smile. Which seems to bring out a blush from her. They turn to each other.

Harmony: I think we should at least try it out for a while at the very least until we get on our feet. This guy is offering us a job and a chance to change the world like we've sung about all these years.

Light: There's something I don't trust about him. Maybe it's because we never had any good help from adults in the past. Still, you're right. We should at least get a leg up, we could help more people that way.

Light Harmony: We're in. However there's one thing we want to know.

S.T.: What is it.

Light: It's clear they know who you are, yet, for some reason they don't act on it. Is it because you scare them that much?

S.T.: Well let's just say, on top of my violent rep, which could be a contributing factor, I have been given many blessings. Nothing that would make me outright invincible, but would protect me by throwing them off my trail.

Harmony: I see.

S.T.: Let's go before the General here decides to bring in the rest of Dark Divide. I bet all that running and fighting made you two hungry.

Light: Ya we could really go for some meat right now. Harmony especially likes a medium rare steak. I swear she acts like a wild animal on the prowl.

Harmony: Well I must admit living on the streets since we were toddlers, did make me kind of feral. Almost like a fox.

As S.T. and Light Harmony make their journey to CIEIR HQ, two figures watch from the shadows.

Dark: So, he's found replacements for us. Good, we can take them too. What's the plan Divide? Divide? Are you ok?

Divide: First chance I get, I am gonna kill that bitch. She stole what was rightfully mine and harmed our General.

Dark: Peleg, calm down. We may hate S.T., but he's too "Noble" to be cavorting about with a minor.

Divide: S.T. isn't the one making the moves. She is. I seen how she looked at him. Wonder, awe, a hidden lust. Those were my feelings when I first met him. She's brainwashing him.

Dark: Damn and you say I'm the crazy one.

To be concluded.....

Months go by since the events of part 3. Shane, now S.T. Musician of CIEIR Music, has made a name for himself as a superhero and has even recruited two people to his cause. Blake Coltan, a strong individual with a short temper. As well as Peleg Victoria, smart individual with a preference for divide and conquer strategies. Things seemed to go well and with their help, he even funded CIEIR HQ. S.T., however began to notice two things. One, that Blake has become increasingly violent, which coming from a guy like S.T., means a lot. Whilst the other, Peleg, simply couldn't keep her eyes off him. Even in battle, her main focus was staying close to him.

One day at CIEIR HQ S.T. was making his rounds before calling it a night, he first checked on Blake who was in the gym aggressively lifting weights.

Blake: One....two....fuck em......fuck em.....FUCK EM ALL!!

Blake throws the weights in S.T.'s direction who barely dodges it.

S.T.: Blake, buddy are you ok?

Blake: Sorry Shane, I didn't see you there. I'm glad you're hear actually, because I have to tell you something.

S.T.: Ok, what is it?

Blake: I have come to the realization that as long as humanity exists, there will always be crime, violence and other things that make this world worse. So I believe that humanity itself is the ultimate crime.

S.T.: Now, Blake. I get why you'd say that but not all humans are bad. There are good decent people out there, that need people like us to defend them from the bad that is out there.

Blake: You don't understand Shane. It's not just the criminals that are evil. It is those so called good, decent people out there too. They take shortcuts knowing full well they are dangerous, yet they do it anyway, bringing these foes out. They haphazardly put others at risk by bringing them to places no one should go. Men want their money stolen. Women want to be raped. Babies want their candies taken away from them. Humanity is the disease and I think we should kill them all and let whatever's up there sort them out. Staring with that grotesque temple you built.

For once S.T. had a look of fear in his eyes, he knew Blake Coltan was going insane. However he didn't want him to catch on.

S.T.: Ok.......Well, finish your workout first and we'll talk later.

S.T. slowly backs away and once out of sight runs to Peleg. However Peleg looks like she has other things on her mind.

S.T.: Peleg, something's wrong with Blake, he's starting to lose it, we need to get him help right now.

Peleg: I see, well I'll help whatever I can, but that could wait. There is a more important matter to discuss.

S.T.: Don't tell me the Rape Robbers are out of jail again. Even their dickless leader doesn't know when to quit.

Peleg: That's not what I mean. It's more personal.

S.T.: What do you mean.

Peleg: Ever since we've met, I've tried everything I could to get your attention. Flirting words, revealing clothes, I even once walked around the entire HQ naked just to see if you'd respond. Yet you never bat an eye at me. You only talk to me when it comes to the mission at hand and when we hang out at that bar, you make sure we sleep in separate rooms when we get back. So I am gonna spell it out. Shane, I love you and I am going to fuck you.

S.T.: Are you fucking serious right now. Blake is literally a hair away from destroying the temple and all you can think about is having me. Look, I'm flattered that you have a thing for me, I really do, but I am not interested. I don't feel the same way about you and right now if you're not gonna help then stay out of my way.

S.T. turns to leave as Peleg's eyes go from lovey dovey to entitled rage. A low growl comes from her mouth as she rushes S.T. from behind and tackles him. Pinning him down before forcing him face up, with her straddling him.

Peleg: I DON'T SEEM TO RECALL ASKING YOU FOR PERMISSION SHANE!!! You are gonna lay there and let me have you. Besides, you know you want it anyway.

S.T.: Peleg Victoria, what you are doing is attempted rape, if you do not get off of me, I will force you off of me and you really don't want that.

Peleg: Silly Shane, men can't be raped by women. To many innocent women got put away for what was always consensual.

S.T. had more fear in his eyes. Where was she getting that bullshit? Has she gone crazy too?

S.T.: I'm not gonna ask you again.

Peleg: Take off your pants or I'll take them off for you, you're mine. You're an object of my desire and from here on, I will take over this place with you as my love slave.

Now, S.T. would never once hit a woman even if said woman is an unrepentant criminal, but he never underestimates women in a fight either. If it came down to it, he'd restrain them and would let someone like Peleg dish out the punishment. However since Peleg has rape on the mind and Blake Colton is almost finished his work out, he had to make an exception.

S.T.: I.......said........NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!

With one swift move, S.T. kicks Peleg in the crotch. Causing her to scream in pain. He then proceeds to armlock her and pin her to the wall. Blake, was just coming out the door when he sees the two.

Blake: WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING!!!! LET HER GO!!!!

Blake, throws S.T. off of Divide causing him to roll back and draw his sword at them.

S.T.: I guess the ancestors were wrong, I don't need allies after all. Both of you get out.

Blake: You can't kick us out, we helped build this place.

S.T.: Ya but your names aren't on the deed. As a precaution I saw to that, you may have paid for it, but I am it's rightful owner.

Peleg: This isn't over Shane. I will make you mine, if I have to break you to do it.

Blake: I used to have respect for you, but you're just like the rest of the disease.

S.T. switched to the hilt of the sword, knocking the both of them out. When they awoke, they were thousands of miles away from H.Q. With nothing but their luggage and the clothes on their back.

Blake: I can't believe this. All because he cares about the scum of the earth.

Peleg: Don't worry, he'll see things our way. We just need to show it in a way for him to understand. From this day forward, we shall divide the world and conquer it piece by piece. Wars, Hate Crimes and other extremities are bad enough without our help, but with our help, we'll crack this world in two.

Blake: And once we're satisfied with the shattered remains, we'll cover the world in so much darkness, not even a halogen light would help.

Dark Divide: From this point on, we will be forever known as Dark Divide.

Meanwhile back at HQ, S.T. is losing his mind. Smashing up everything in their room.

S.T.: WHY FUCKING WHY!!!! THINGS WERE GETTING GOOD UNTIL THEN!!! WHAT DOES THIS WORLD WANT FROM ME!!!!?

He takes his sword aiming the point at his abdomen. Tears flooding from his eyes. However, he stops himself at the last moment. A memory, of his past enters his mind.

While the spirits usually come once a year, they've made special exception for Shane, because he needed to hear the message himself.

Spirits: We come to you all once a year. You welcome us with all your cheer. I fear though the days will go dark. As Evil approaches near your park. Two figures dressed in black. Are here to torment for their lack. Their soul is rotten, their intentions bad. They will take every thing you've had. This Dark Divide will destroy us all. Through chaos and anarchy Earth Will Fall.

S.T.: They will take everything you've had. Blake nearly took my life when he caught me restraining Peleg. Peleg herself tried to take something else from m.....oh no. They aren't the chosen allies. Oh fuck no. OH GOD FUCK NO!!!! NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!! NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!! NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!! They were the great evil, they were what the spirits warned us about. And I just threw them out into the world for them to do God knows what to it. I could have stopped them. I could have imprisoned them, restrained them. Hell, even kill them. Instead I let them loose. This is all my fault. THIS IS ALLLL MYYYYYYYYYYYYY FAULLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLTTT!!!

He drops the sword, gets down on his knees and looks up.

S.T.: I swear, from this day forward, that should I die, it would not be without taking them with me. To atone for letting this evil seed grow out into the wild world. I haven't found my true allies yet, but I will one day. Blake Coltan, Peleg Victoria, you are officially numero Uno and Dos on my shit list and like the first criminals I've fought, I will take my sweet time destroying you piece by piece. This means war.

Meanwhile at a jail cell 400 miles from CIEIR HQ.

Dark Divide: We have an offer that you can't ignore. We are here to right the wrongs we helped wrought out to you. More specifically we are here to offer you a chance for revenge on a certain individual that took more than just your freedom away. So how about it, how would you like a chance to kill. S.T. Musician?

Rape Robber Leader: I'm listening.....

To be continued.

Author's Note

First and Foremost:

I'm Back BITCHES!!!

After settling in my new place, one of my first priorities was to get back internet as soon as possible. Took me a few days, but I did it and once again it's unlimited. I want to thank each and every one of you for being patient with me on that front. So without further adieu, on with the next chapter.

Picking up where part 2 left off, S.T. decided to teach the Rape Robbers a lesson in manners. He swooped down and faced them. There were three of them. Also in ski masks and black suits. Varying height and weight with the leader being the tallest and more well built of the group. He stares down S.T., with murder on his mind.

Rape Robber Leader: Who the fuck are you supposed to be.

S.T.: Your worst nightmare. Normally in a fight like this, it's smart to take on the biggest and toughest of you three. It's an old cliched means of intimidation. However, because I really want to take my time with you for what you did to that girl, I'm saving you for last.

Rape Robber Leader: You're short, heavyset and I can literally see your bulge and nipples through that shitty outfit of yours. This is gonna be quick. GET HIM!!

The two thugs try to rush S.T., but with quick thinking and timing he dodges their attacks. Sending one to the wall and the other to the ground. He then stares back at the leader. With murder on his own mind. The leader grabs him and smashes him against the wall, punching and kicking him until he spat blood. S.T. taking deep breaths to keep his mind off the pain.

Rape Robber Leader: Lost your wind already hero?

S.T.: No, but you're getting tired. I guess all that time you wasted chasing her, took what's left of your strength.

In two moves. S.T. then kicks the leader in the kneecap and trips him on the ground. The leader landing face up. S.T. then gives him one good stomp on the groin. Causing him to scream so loud the entire city could hear.

Rape Robber Leader: Heroes don't fight dirty. What are you-

S.T. Stomps on his groin again.

S.T.: I'm not that kind of hero.

No matter how much the leader begged, pleaded and screamed, S.T. continued stomping on his groin until it was nothing but mush. The leader lost consciousness afterwards. Once the rush of taking down his first bad guys wore off, he realized he did all that in front of a teenager. Whom has been sitting in the fetal position the whole time. Scared out of her wits. He turns to her.

S.T.: Are you ok?

School Girl: Please don't hurt me!!!

S.T.: I'm not here to-

School Girl: Just leave me alone.

S.T.: Ok then, but you better get home before your parents worry.

Without a word, S.T. turns to leave and walks home.

The bruises and cuts on him as well as the copious amount of blood, didn't bother him so much. But the fact that the person he tried to help, ended up being just as scared of him as she was of the others, felt like a long jagged knife piercing through his heart.

S.T.: This is nothing like the movies and comics. Usually someone swooping in to save the day would be met with praise or gratitude. It couldn't have been the violence. Even the most well to do hero gets their hands dirty. What was it?

It was then he looked in the mirror, still in his suit that he got his answer.

S.T.: Damn. They were wearing the same thing I was. She probably thought I was one of them. I only wore this to hide my identity, not be on their level. I have to look like someone the guilty fears, but the innocent trusts, but how?

A knock is on his door, Shane unmasks and answers it. A young woman in indigo robes is on the other side of it.

Young Priestess: Forgive my intrusion. Are you Shane by any chance?

Shane: Who wants to know?

While Shane is wary of this young stranger, he couldn't help but feel drawn to her appearance. As if the colour of her robe and her soft voice had a natural allure to it.

Young Priestess: I am part of a secret order who is tasked with peering into the bounds of space and time to see where humanity will eventually go. We have been watching you for quite a while including your heroics with that poor child.

Shane: I don't know what you're talking about. You must have me confused with someone else. I'm not a hero.

Young Priestess: No, I'm certain I met the right person. That being said, you're a terrible liar. You still have their blood on their clothes.

Shane looks down, embarrassed with himself.

Shane: Ok, you got me. What do you want from me.

Young Priestess: Our temple is 15 blocks away, but take a hold of my robe and you'll get there quicker than a car.

Shane was skeptical at first, but did as she said. Before he knew it, he was in the centre of their temple surrounded by the other members. Each one with their own unique reaction to this.

Young Monk: This is who the fate of humanity relies on? He's too stupid and violent. There is no way we can take him seriously.

Shane: Well fuck you too.

Old Priestess: Such barbaric language. Our ancestors must have made a mistake, they have been wrong before.

Shane: Look you old, Raven Roth wannabe Battleaxe, I didn't ask to be here, you all brought me here. I'll help out anyway I can, but I am at least entitled to know what the hell is going on.

Head Abbot: As rude and vulgar as he is, he does raise a point, we can't just throw him out if he has no idea what's at stake first. Young man, are you aware of the existence of pure evil?

Shane: Did Alice Cooper gain his public image by throwing a chicken into the crowd?

Head Abbot: I am unfamiliar with what you mean.

Young Priestess: He's referring to an incident in a Toronto Concert in which famed Rock and Roll singer Alice Cooper was thrown a live chicken on stage. He in turn threw said chicken back and the audience proceeded to tear it apart. This was the event that allowed Alice Cooper the fame and infamy of being a dark rockstar despite being a nice guy in real life. So in short, he said yes.

Head Abbot: I see. Well, anyway, not too long before your....first foray into freeing the female from the fearful felonious, faceless freaks....

Young Priestess: *Whispering* He's talking about your night with those rape robbers.

Shane: I heard him the first time.

Head Abbot: We received a message from the spirits of our ancestors, stating that a great evil is coming to this world and that only a dark, but righteous soul can stop it.

Old Priestess: Bear in mind, peasant, that we made a solemn vow to remain neutral. To let the world run it's course and merely observe and document the goings on.

Young Monk: They insisted that we break our neutrality just this once, to train this dark saviour. Something they never once asked before.

Young Priestess: While some are skeptical here, some of us believe that you Shane are that dark saviour. It wasn't your violence that brought us to you, that merely comes with the territory. It was the feeling of regret that you didn't do enough to make your save feel more safer and more trusting of you. Some of the best heroes always show concern for the people they save otherwise what is the point of fighting for them?

Shane: So let me get this straight, You think I'm some chosen hero that is destined to save the world......ok. Sign me up.

Young Monk: Just like that? Strange, he's not like the others. They never once believed in the prophecy.

Old Priestess: This one is different indeed. Why do you believe us so easily.

Shane: I've lived in this world for a long time and seen many strange things, so the supernatural element to this task, comes at no surprise to me. The world is too fucked up to be based only in science alone. But that's not the only reason. The image I see before me, the indigo. That spiritual colour seems to draw me in. I believe it to be the answer to a problem I had. See, before I thought it'd be simple. Beat up bad guys, save the innocent. Rinse and repeat, however after seeing that poor kid scared of me, I felt that maybe I needed an image that would strike fear into the hearts of evil, while giving those who done no wrong, a face they can trust. With your permission I would like to use your image as my uniform.

The members talked amongst themselves. It wasn't a long conversation.

Head Abbot: Only on the condition that you do it in a way that it doesn't trace back to us. If word got around that we dropped our neutrality even just this once, we'd be destroyed. We will also have to train you in our ways of spirituality. To balance out your combative nature.

Without a word, Shane bowed to them in respect.

Days go by spent between training and fine tuning his costume. Shane began to lose weight, but gain muscle as well as open his mind more. By the time he was done, he stepped out of the temple, dressed in indigo robes covering a crimson red undersuit. Balancing his combative nature with his newly formed spirituality.

Three more members of the Rape Robbers gang assault the same schoolgirl in the same alleyway. However they're not looking for her money or her body.

Rape Robber Underboss: Where is the fuckhead in black that castrated our leader with his foot?

Schoolgirl: I thought he was one of you!!!

S.T.: He's right here.

S.T. swoops down between the three with them backing up. S.T. is more calmer this time, less snarky, but speaks in a tone that seems to show a hidden rage.

S.T.: And if you don't leave this instant I'm gonna use my hands this time on you.

The other two backed away running, leaving the underboss alone with him. He takes a swing at S.T. S.T. then ducks his punch, gets down on one knee and proceeds to systematically strike the assailants groin. With a series of punches that look quite similar to that of a standard punching drill in a karate class. The school girl looked on in shock. Not just from the punches, but the fact that the underboss is still standing and taking them with a look of pained horror on his face. She almost felt sorry for the guy. After S.T. was done, he simply lightly shoved the Underboss, causing him to collapse. He turns around still keeping his demeanour up.

S.T.: I suggest you find a better shortcut. This is twice I caught you here and twice I had to save your ass. Go home to your mother and ask her to drive you from here on.

Schoolgirl: Yes sir......thank you.

The schoolgirl runs off and S.T. drops the scowl for a moment. Smiling at himself.

S.T.: I might make a career out of this after all.

Young Priestess: There is one more thing you need to do. The prophecy also stated that you would find two allies. Diamonds in the rough. One with the spirit of a sly fox. Their fists made of steel and their hearts in the right place. A Harmony of Light if you will.

S.T.: Usually this would be the part where I say "I work alone.", but that didn't last long for Batman. You have my word I'll find these allies.

To be continued.....

Due to recent events in my personal life, I managed to find a new affordable place to live. The somewhat bad news is that I'll be without internet for a while. However not only will I try to get back online as soon as possible. Once things get sorted out, I will not only be able to post more stuff, I will have enough space to make more stuff. That's right. Place is big enough for me to make a small studio. So I can properly record my voice work and even try to audition for other people's. Oh ya for the first time in a long while things have finally been looking up for me. I am happier than I ever been for years.

I would like to thank each and everyone of my fans and friends for following me this far in my career and life.

Hell I'm so happy I also would like to thank those I've ticked off and those who ticked me off. No journey is without overcoming obstacles. So thank you too.

I hope this gets way better.

CIEIR NEWS

Local News. World News. Entertainment News. Jokes.

Letter from the Editor

I may have lost a contest, but there'll always be more. That aside things have been looking up for me. Events in my personal life have given me an abundance of good luck. I won't say exactly until it's 100% confirmed, but if it happens it will solve all of my problems personal and professional. However despite my good luck not a lot of people are so lucky. Whether it's death, trauma, or just finding something about the world you just don't like. A lot of people including myself have had their fair share of bad luck. Mine lasted 10 years. That being said I wish you all the best of luck.

Local News

Ontario Place Drowning Victim Died

This Sunday afternoon, a Sunday usually known for great summer activities ended in tragedy. When a man was found in Lake Ontario by the local police. Although his identity is unknown, he was confirmed to be a tourist who fell off a tour boat. Sadly, when they took him to the hospital he was already dead. The circumstances of his accident remain unknown. It's tough, people try to have a good time and it's always ruined by the worst of ways. I only hope the family of that man has found some closure and peace, knowing that his body has been found.

World News

What the fuck? Another Virus?

First covid-19, then monkey pox, now the Marburg virus. What the fuck man? stop tampering with nature. So far the outbreak has been in Africa putting the citizens in unrest. However no one around the world is taking their chances, and doing everything in their power to put a stop to it. I hope. But seriously what the fuck did we do God? You at least three waves of pestilence on us. I think we get the message.

Entertainment News

Newgrounds News

A big shoutout to @Dogmuth-Behedog. For becoming user of the week in @TheTankTribune. Cobgratulations.

@Dem0n1x deserves shout out to for achieving 75 fans. Currently at 76, I personally wish you the best of luck at getting to 100.

A HUUUUUUUUUGE SHOUTOUT TO @TaintedLogic for hosting the the 2022 Newgrounds Underdogs' Audio Vontest. Sincere congratulations to the contestants that made it to the next round. A sincere apology for those that didn't make it. Better luck next time. And I thank you to the judges for being firm and fair in the contest. Maybe I might enter next year.

Hollywood News

I regret the inform you fellow trekkies, but veteran actress Nichelle Nichols has passed away. The actress made famous for playing Lieutenant Uhura. The communications officer and linguist for the USS Enterprise NCC-1701. The less said about her elderly self doing the naked fan dance in Star Trek 5 the better. Nichelle Nichols revolutionized television as we know it, by being the first POC to have a serious role in a television show or movie. As well as performing the first interracial kiss on national television with co-star William Shatner. She has been the inspiration of famous actresses such as Whoopi Goldberg. She has been one of many Star Trek alumni to lend her voice on The Simpsons. Clearly showing she had great range in Arts. She also advocated for more minorities in the NASA astronaut programs . Clearly living up to her character. This recent demise results in Three Star Trek cast members left. William Shatner, Walter Koenig and George takei. Rest in peace and live long and prosper.

Leonardo DiCaprio and Martin Scorsese reunite for another movie call The Wager. Based off a nonfiction book about a boat of the same name. The HMS wager. This will have been their sixth project together, making Leonardo DiCaprio on par with Robert De Niro as the most recurring actor in Scorsese films. Sorry guys that title belongs to his mom and dad they've been in every one of his movies even in photos.

Ozzy Osbourne and his wife Sharon Reunite after a devastating split in 2016. The couple's more stronger than ever. You got to hand it to them Osbournes they don't know when to quit.

Jokes

1. This is about a simple family. A daughter, a mother, a father, a grandmother, a grandfather. They all live under the same roof. Nice people when they need to be. The daughter most precious of all. One night, before bed, the parents watch the daughter say her prayers at night. " God bless Mommy God bless Daddy. God bless Grandma. Bye bye Grandpa." The parents were shocked at what they heard but they Shrugged It Off. The next day the grandfather died. They thought it was coincidence. The next night, the daughter goes to say her prayers again. " God bless Mommy. God bless Daddy. Bye bye Grandma." They were shocked again, but this time they waited. They watched the grandmother while she slept and saw her die. The parents are scared. The dad especially, because he sees it going down the line and he's next. That night, the daughter says her prayers once more "God bless Mommy. Bye-bye Daddy." The daddy screams and runs out the door. He decides to spend the whole day in the office surrounded by Soft things so nothing would hurt him. The day comes and goes and nothing happens. The dad is confused. He gets a phone call. It's from the mom. She said "Honey, the mailman is dead. He got struck by lightning while he was on his way to give us mail."

2. If you are reading this dial 911. We are being attacked by killer tomatoes. Send a SWAT team to garble garble I'm dying garble garble they're eating my head garbled.

3. This joke is in tribute to Robin Williams. Bono once had a concert in Scotland and it was all quiet. Then he started clapping his hands. He says "Every time I clap my hands, a child in Africa dies." In the back of the Scottish audience; one man shouts. "THEN STOP CLAPPING YOUR HANDS YOU EVIL BASTARD!!"

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As most know I did a series known as Lovecraft Noir. A noir style horror series about a detective and an otherworldly monster named Eldra, whom recently grew to care about the human race despite her atrocities before.

The creative bug bit me again in the form of a PSA I did for kicks as seen here:

After that, just recently I got inspired to do a full series focused solely on Eldra and how she'd handle life between her duties as a heroine, by sampling some of Earth's pleasures and giving lessons to the listener on how to better enjoy them.

This one took me hours to do and at this point I was writing by the seat of my pants, but here it is:

Which all can be listened on this playlist.

Soon it will be on bandcamp like the previous series, but I'll wait for a while on that one.

Until then enjoy the show and if you're feeling generous, consider purchasing my other stuff there or just tip me on Ko-Fi.

As you know I did a fun article on messing with people's minds. This one is dedicated to a certain way that is 100% sure to work.

Make animal noises randomly.

Whatever animal impression you can do. Just do it at random times. The most common being, dogs, cats, mice, birds, monkeys.

People would either look to see who is doing that or go on a neverending search for an animal they thought they heard.

While Shane prepares for his first outing, a Temple 15 blocks from where he lived. There were a group of people in indigo robes, performing an annual full moon seance to see into the future. The spirits of their ancestors, plus their deities, give them this message.

Spirits: We come to you all once a year. You welcome us with all your cheer. I fear though the days will go dark. As Evil approaches near your park. Two figures dressed in black. Are here to torment for their lack. Their soul is rotten, their intentions bad. They will take every thing you've had. This Dark Divide will destroy us all. Through chaos and anarchy Earth Will Fall. Fret not my children for no hope is lost. A hero would rise to cover the cost. One with darkness in their heart, but righteousness in their soul. To save us all is his only goal. His music will rise, but his journey is slow. For he needs ways to strike some blows. He'll use his music as his front. While he recruits those willing to do dangerous stunts. Two diamonds in the rough will be their ally. One of them will have the spirit of a fox that is so sly. For this Harmony of Light will come from those three. As they work together to succeed. Spreading music and love all over the way. Fighting crime and evil, when it's no longer day. Their hearts are in the right place, their fists made of steel. The ability to bring evil to a heel. This trio of justice will not disappoint. As they march back and forth protecting this joint. Drop your neutral stance this time. For the hero needs help to understand crime. As well as learn how to get people on his side. And so ends this long prophecy. Do with it what you will, we may like what we see. Farewell my children.

They disappear and the monks and priestesses talk among themselves. 4 were present. The head abbot, two priestesses and a young monk who was on duty at the time.

Young Monk: They told us not to be neutral in this. This must be serious.

Old Priestess: It's not that simple though. How can we be sure this hero will show up? They've been wrong before.

Young Priestess: And who is this great evil they speak of?

Head Abbot: I have heard all your arguments and you make great points. However I have faith in the spirits and if they need our help, we have to help. If this Dark Righteous figure exists, it's our obligation to train him. Training is a neutral thing. We are not responsible for what this individual does with the training. This individual though must come to us. I've only seen a few that fit the bill. We just have to wait and see.

Meanwhile 15 blocks away.

Shane: So far nothing's happened. I'm just waiting in an alley and...talking to myself. Shit. This is a bad idea. I should have gotten a sidekick or a partner. Wait a minute...what's that noise.

A few feet away.

Random Woman: Get off of me.

S.T.: Goddammit. I thought I was going to get a mugger and instead my first fight is with a group of Rape Robbers. I better take a closer look.

S.T. stealthly sneaks around, his black clothes blending with the Shadows. He peaks around the corner and sees three men in black clothes restraining a teenage girl.

S.T.: OH THAT IS IT!!!

To be continued......

Meet Shane. An aspiring entertainer, who seeks to spread his art all over the world. Raised in a high crime rated town. Shane practically has ringside seats to every crime imaginable. Muggings, Rapes, Murders, Gang Wars, you name it he's either seen it or heard stories about it.

One day, while he was coping using weed and booze. He decides.

Shane: No one else is gonna do this. So I'll have to. I'm gonna take these fuckers out, one at a time. Give them such a beating and force them to stop harming innocent people. I'll wear inconspicuous clothes and get the drop on them.

And so he trains and puts together a generic one piece black suit with ski mask. He marches the streets at night in search of crime wherever it may follow.

Author's Note:

I wanted to expand on the Album I made for CIEIRMusic and S.T.'s Lore. So I will make a story with each song. I figured it'd be funny if a Superhero's origin story just amounted to "You know what? I'm just gonna beat the crap out of them."