And So, The Lovers Story Was Forever Lost To The Cruel Fate Of Time...

STRIKE #2

THE NEXT MORNING

*Panel shows the bell ringing at a high school, THE ACTOR and CREAMPUFF walk to class.*

CREAMPUFF: Hey Mars!

Can we talk real quick?

THE ACTOR: Sure thing, Goldie.

Is everything okaaayyy-??

*CREAMPUFF pulls THE ACTOR into a corner to speak in private.*

CREAMPUFF: I know.

THE ACTOR: You know...what?

CREAMPUFF: I know about The Actor and I know about Obsidian.

Mars, I know about you.

THE ACTOR: Elizabeth. I have o clue what your talking about.

CREAMPUFF: Mars, I know you are The Actor.

THE ACTOR: How do you-

*THE ACTOR is cut off by TELEPORTER.*

TELEPORTER: Elizabeth!

There you are! I've been looking all over for you!

*CREAMPUFF annoyingly waves.*

TELEPORTER: Oh, hello there, Farrell!

THE ACTOR: Keegan! What's up, my man?

TELEPORTER: Oh, nothing much. I was just looking for the two of you, we're going to be late for class!

CREAMPUFF: *Sarcastically* Great.

THE ACTOR: Well then, let's get going.

*Whispering, to CREAMPUFF* We'll talk about this later.

AFTER SCHOOL

*Panels show THE ACTOR fighting some goons in an alleyway, they defeat them and go to comfort a young woman who the goons attacked.*

THE ACTOR: Are you alright ma'am?

WOMAN: Yes. Th-thank you.

*The woman gathers her things and leaves the alleyway. OBSIDIAN jumps down into the alleyway, and knocks out a goon who was getting up to attack THE ACTOR from behind.*

OBSIDIAN: Might want to watch your surroundings.

What? No thank you?

THE ACTOR: *Smugly* Thank you, Obsidian.

OBSIDIAN: Your welcome.

See, was that so hard, hero?

THE ACTOR: *Sarcastically* So tough, such a struggle.

OBSIDIAN: *Sarcastically* Oh, yes. I'm sure it was.

THE ACTOR: So, why'd you drop by?

OBSIDIAN: I, uh...

...I wanted to talk about last night.

THE ACTOR: Oh...

*THE ACTOR blushes and can easily be seen behind their domino mask.*

OBSIDIAN: Yeah, I...

...I wanted to apologize.

THE ACTOR: Apologize, huh? That's out of character for you.

OBSIDIAN: Heh, I know. But, I just don't know what came over me last night and...

...I'm sorry.

THE ACTOR: Well, your forgiven.

Was that all you wanted to talk about?

OBSIDIAN: Well, now that you mention it...

...Last night, after our meeting I was confronted by a girl in the alleyway.

THE ACTOR: Oh?

OBSIDIAN: She said she knew you.

THE ACTOR: What'd she look like?

OBSIDIAN: Its was hard to see in the dark but...

...She was dressed in some makeshift uniform with what looked like facepaint over her eyes...

...Oh, very blond hair I can tell you that!

THE ACTOR: I don't...

...Oh...Goldie.

OBSIDIAN: So, you know her?

THE ACTOR: No.

Well, yes. But...

OBSIDIAN: But?

THE ACTOR: It's nothing.

I've got to go.

OBSIDIAN: Again?

You seem to have a habit of walking out mid conversation.

THE ACTOR: I'm sorry but...

...I need to make a call.

*THE ACTOR grapples away leaving OBSIDIAN in the alleyway alone.*

OBSIDIAN: ...Damn.

LATER

*THE ACTOR is at home trying to contact CREAMPUFF on the phone.*

THE ACTOR: Come on, come on, pick up!

CREAMPUFF: *Voicemail* Hey!

THE ACTOR: Hey, Goldie!

CREAMPUFF: *Voicemail* Sorry I can't come to the phone right now...

...But leave a message and I'll get back to you as soon as I can!

THE ACTOR: Damn.

*Beep.*

THE ACTOR: Goldie. We need to talk. Please call me back.

*THE ACTOR looks over to the TV which is currently showing the news.*

NEWSCASTER: And in other news, Creampuff, a newly established hero has defeated her first major foe.

We have Greg over on the scene. Greg?

GREG: Yes, Carmen. I am here at the scene of the battle with Creampuff.

Now tell us, what made you decide to join the fight?

THE ACTOR: Oh my god.

Goldie!!?

CREAMPUFF: Well, Greg I became Creampuff because I wanted to help those in immediate danger-

*THE ACTOR turns of the TV and sits there on their couch in shock.*

THAT NIGHT

*THE ACTOR crawls into the window of CREAMPUFFs house.*

THE ACTOR: *Whispering* Goldie!

Elizabeth we need to talk!

*CREAMPUFF turns on the light.*

CREAMPUFF: I knew you'd come.

THE ACTOR: What the hell do you think your doing?

CREAMPUFF: ...What?

THE ACTOR: You've just made yourself a target!

Your not trained for something like this!

CREAMPUFF: I know I'm not but I couldn't just stand around and watch you be an idiot!

THE ACTOR: Idiot!!?

CREAMPUFF: You struck a deal with Obsidian!

Their a villain! You of all people know what they've done! How could you trust them!

THE ACTOR: I knew it.

*THE ACTOR points a finger at CREAMPUFF.*

THE ACTOR: You were the one who talked to them last night!

*CREAMPUFF crosses her arms.*

CREAMPUFF: And what if I was?

THE ACTOR: Elizabeth, your putting yourself in danger, this is a situation that you don't understand.

CREAMPUFF: ...You are too.

Let me join your team.

THE ACTOR: Hm?

CREAMPUFF: Your making a team. I want in.

THE ACTOR: What did I just say about putting yourself in danger!!?

CREAMPUFF: I wont be in danger. You'll be there.

THE ACTOR: No, Goldie.

CREAMPUFF: Fine.

But I'm not going to stop being Creampuff.

THE ACTOR: *Sighs in defeat* Fine.

*CREAMPUFF smiles. THE ACTOR gives her a card*

THE ACTOR: Meet me next saturday at this location.

CREAMPUFF: I'll see you there.

STRIKE #3

SATURDAY

*SPECTRE, dressed in a casual outfit with a satchel, leg vine and home made mask, looks down at the card then up at an old looking house, confused.*

SPECTRE: Is this the right place?

*BLURRY FACE appears behind them.*

BLURRY FACE: You get a card too?

*SPECTRE shows her the card.*

SPECTRE: Yeah, I did.

But I'm not sure this is the correct address...

BLURRY FACE: Of course it is.

The best place to hide is in plain sight.

*BLURRY FACE opens the door and walks in, so does SPECTRE.*

SPECTRE: Wow!

*Panel shows the inside of the old house is incredibly high tech and doesn't match the outside of the building.*

BLURRY FACE: Told ya!

CREAMPUFF: Oh, more people!

Is The Actor with you guys or are we going to have to wait a little longer?

SPECTRE: Oh wow! Creampuff! I've seen you on TV!

*CREAMPUFF stands up from the desk she was sitting on and walks over to join BLURRY FACE and SPECTRE.*

CREAMPUFF: Really? How was I? I'm not entirely used to being in front of a camera...

SPECTRE: You were, uh, are so cool!

CREAMPUFF: Aw, thanks!

*THE ACTOR and OBSIDIAN walk in.*

BLURRY FACE: Is that Obsidian!!?

Why's he here!!?

CREAMPUFF: Well, The Actor, here thought it would be a good idea to join forces with a villain.

THE ACTOR: Creampuff, that's enough.

They are here to help us find Guy, as are the rest of you.

CREAMPUFF: Fine, whatever, I still don't trust them.

SPECTRE: Um uh, sorry but...

...Do you have a plan to find him? Guy, I mean.

He may have been a very popular hero a year ago but not much is known about him.

BLURRY FACE: Yeah, I may have been watching from the shadows for all those years but even I barely know him.

THE ACTOR: Well...

...I don't exactly have a plan but...

*THE ACTOR pulls up a file on a large computer.*

THE ACTOR: This is Guy's file.

Everything he documented, every fight he fought, all his personal information, It's all here.

I thought we could find some sort of clue in here but I've been over it a million times and found nothing.

OBSIDIAN: Wait, are you telling me you went through all the trouble of getting us all here and you don't even have a plan? *Sarcastically* >tt< Some hero.

SPECTRE: Did you try checking the cities surveillance footage of the day he went missing?

THE ACTOR: Hm?

*SPECTRE walks over to the computer and pulls up the cities surveillance.*

SPECTRE: Now, when was he last seen?

THE ACTOR: I last had contact with him on his birthday.

BLURRY FACE: February 28!

THE ACTOR: Yes...

...How did you know that?

BLURRY FACE: Been studying heroes for a living, remember? I know all kinds of stuff about Guy, and you too!

CREAMPUFF: So, your a stalker?

OBSIDIAN: Creepy.

BLURRY FACE: I'm not a stalker!

And I wouldn't be talking, Obsidian. I know stuff all about you too!

OBSIDIAN: Wait, what!!?

*SPECTRE pulls up the surveillance of February 28th on the computer and points at the footage on the right hand corner.*

SPECTRE: Is that him?

THE ACTOR: Woah! You found him!

Nice work, Bug!

SPECTRE: Oh uh, could you call me Spectre?

It's more of a alias I've been working on...

THE ACTOR: Sure thing, Spectre.

BLURRY FACE: Oh! And y'all can call me Blurry Face!!

CREAMPUFF: And why's that?

BLURRY FACE: You'll see why, eventually.

SPECTRE: It looks like he ran into a bar. How old is he?

BLURRY FACE: 18, to young to be drinking.

CREAMPUFF: Stalker.

OBSIDIAN: Creepy.

THE ACTOR: And why is he in his uniform? He's retired.

SPECTRE: Maybe we should go to the bar and investigate.

THE ACTOR: Great idea, Spectre!

*SPECTRE smiles. OBSIDIAN takes a closer look at the computer screen*

OBSIDIAN: Nope, nine, nada, no can do.

THE ACTOR: Hm?

OBSIDIAN: That's The Tipsy Possum bar.

CREAMPUFF: So?

OBSIDIAN: That place is crawling with goons, villains and other *Quotation fingers* evil doers.

CREAMPUFF: Ok, and...?

OBSIDIAN: The criminal underworld here lives by a very strict code, if they find out I broke that code I'm dead.

And that's not me being funny, they'll probably kill me or worse.

CREAMPUFF: Fine with me.

THE ACTOR: Creampuff!

CREAMPUFF: What? Their probably lying to you so they can stay here and use your cool tech to do who knows what!

THE ACTOR: I doubt that.

Besides if anyone does try to attack you, they'll have to go through me!

OBSIDIAN: No offense, but I don't like those chances.

THAT NIGHT

*The team arrive in front of The Tipsy Possum bar.*

BLURRY FACE: Oh, looks like you were able to drag the edge lord here.

OBSIDIAN: Edge lord?

THE ACTOR: Remember, we are here for investigation and interrogation only.

No fights.

SPECTRE: Okie!!

CREAMPUFF: Fine.

*The team enter the bar and split up to individually investigate, OBSIDIAN notices some sketchy guys in the corner giving them dirty looks.*

OBSIDIAN: Shit.

Free the toes!

Why not? You scared?

No, we barefoots don't take our socks off in other people's homes. But toes are meant to be free to wiggle around and feel the cool floor of our own safe home.

No. You’re wrong. No. Toes deserve to be hidden away behind the comfort of socks forever.

STRIKE UPDATE:

The outline for the first arc is officially written out and finished, beginning progress on the second arc. Planned seven more to go... An artist was in fact found and STRIKE might find its way to Webtoon!

Ehehe Obsidian and Guy

Short Prompt #911

"There exists an infinite number of alternate universes…" The villain said, keeping a calm face as they addressed their nemesis. "…And in none of them, do you get any bitches."

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