You finally persuaded your best friend to join the show. It's two birds in one stone. Your friend doesn't need to suffer from that dreaded company and haunting horrors, and you get to be with your best friend, recruiting a talented individual. A show of you and him, together. FOREVER.
Your friend is modest (even if he doesn't need to be) and very prudent (an essential quality in showbiz), so you start to assign your friend non-stage jobs like directing or pitching ideas. And of course, he did it excellently.
Now that he has built some confidence & got more comfortable with the environment, you can finally ask for the thing you truly wanted. To be the co-host of the show. He was feeling a bit shy, but you got his approval. Took a month to broach this subject & starting small, but baby steps.
So the day has come, and NOW YOU CAN PROUDLY CLAIM THAT HE IS YOUR FRIEND! You waited for this oh-so-beautiful moment to happen, and things were going perfectly UNTIL...
You see three familiar faces from the audience. EX-squad D members. Two of them were on your show as contestants and that butcher. That knife-wielding, no sense of aesthetics, crude & tasteless guy. The guy who sabotaged your previous show.
Granted, you needed an excuse to tear that show down, but still. That guy's monstrous strength and sheer willpower are something that you should keep an eye on.
You let Soleum meet them during the break. First, your friend would find it suspicious & you clearly know all three, especially that one guy, will NOT hesitate to make a commotion, thus stop the show if you don't. Won't let that happen again. Besides, even if they do make an attempt to tell your friend to get out of here, you can still outpersuade them. You know your best friend better. You can read his mind. Knowledge is power, you know.
Your friend starts questioning small things, discrepancies, as expected. You can handle it, subduing all those doubts with your silver tongue.
News flash. That butcher is an alien. Well, makes sense for that inhuman power and tacky design sense. Still no problem.
Your friend tries to run away from the studio. No worries, you exactly know his whereabouts, and can track him down at once.
Your friend tries to ruin the show.
IT TOOK ONE. WHOLE. MONTH TO PERSUADE MY FRIEND. I INDULGED HIM, SHOWERED WITH ENDLESS COMPLIMENTS & ACCOLADES. EVEN ALL THAT, HE WAS STILL HESITANT ABOUT THIS FANTABULOUS JOB!
AND JUST FEW MINUTES I WAS ABSENT, FEW. MINUTES. HE'S BACK TO THE PREVIOUS STATE & AND MY FRIEND IS EVEN TRYING TO RUIN MY. SHOW??
You crossed the line, knife-wielding butcher.
Not only did he crossed the line, but he violently barged into it and blasted into smithereens. Vandalized and pulverized the entire studio, halted the show. YOUR ESTABLISHMENT.
And... YOUR FRIEND. YOU CAN'T HEAR HIM. YOU CAN'T READ HIS MIND. YOU CAN'T FIGURE OUT HIS WHEREABOUTS. THE CONSTANT VOICE OF YOUR FRIEND. NOW IT'S SILENT.
The last thing you said to him was nothing but words charged with mockery & anger. YOUR EVERYTHING IS GONE.
HE'S GONE. What have I done?
After destroying everything from you, the culprit came back. Sure, the culprit always comes back. Well, you have nothing to lose right now and need to save the show. Audiences are present. Viewers from the EPUB and fans from Social media like Tumblr are still present as ever.
A little, REALLY LITTLE RETALIATION WON'T BE MUCH OF A TROUBLE, RIGHT?
You were tolerating him because at least, he did care your best friend and saved him but OH, NOW YOU HAVE NO REASON TO LET HIM LIVE. With YOUR FRIEND GONE TOO.
ANNNNND YOUR FRIEND WAS INSIDE THAT GUY THE WHOLE TIME.
First, your friend is safe. That's a relief. Second, still mad about making an irreparable commotion, though. At least, you need to hear why he started this. And why you were so upset & agitated with your friend's possible death.
Oh, You were so immersed in that role than you thought that it became inseparable. You are attached to your friend. NO. it is not just a role you're playing. You genuinely think of Soleum as your friend. And he also thinks of you as his friend.
Well, if "my friend" wishes to leave and I am a being of my words, I will respect his decision and accompany his journey, as always.
...BUT I'LL KEEP AN EXTRA EYE ON YOU, BUTCHER. COUNT YOURSELF LUCKY THAT YOU DIDN'T GET INCINERATED.
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