(Disclaimer: A warning to those who continue. This is a sequel to a previous story. Both of these were written in the mid-1990’s. While the first one was slightly edited and vanity press published, this one has not been touched in over 20 years. I figure I should do something with it and people may get a laugh or fright from how I used to be. Every author comes from somewhere, so this is part of my origin. To that end, I am deeply sorry for whatever nightmares I will inflict on the literary world and the American English language. Enjoy?)
“Well, I hope you’re happy. I now have a lot less respect for you as a murderous immortal,” mentions Cybro as they continue walking down the street. Draveon just smiles and makes a low snorting noise.
They turn around the corner and see the restaurant that they were looking for. There is a very large crowd standing right outside. There are also cameras going off in the crowd and every now and then the sound of girls screaming can be heard above the crowd. The two immortals are left extremely confused.
“Come on,” whispers Cybro. Draveon follows him up to the crowd and they try to get through the crowd. The crowd seems to get thicker and thicker around them as the crowd of people swarm them. Draveon and Cybro suddenly realize that these people are not attacking them, but asking for autographs.
The crowd starts yelling things like, “You’re a lot bigger in real life. What’s up with those red contact lenses? What happened to your accent? I thought your hair was short instead of long.”
“Sorry, people. My friend and I are in a rush. We are very sorry, but we have to go now,” announces Cybro as he gets out of the crowd and into the building. Draveon manages to get through without giving in to the urge to crush the entire crowd. Once both of them are safe inside the restaurant they get a table far in the back and somewhat shadow-covered.
“You know what? I miss when we were still fighting those muggers. At least criminals I can understand better than fanboys,” whispers Draveon as he takes a deep drink of water.
“I have to agree. I wonder how Adriana and Tegam are doing.”