The Trash Battle for The Carton

Dan trudged the familiar road, the convenience store was a 15-minute walk. He didn't mind the walking as it's free time to clear his thoughts. Especially today.

Dan was ninety-nine percent sure that he wasn't normal anymore, the one percent is still clinging onto hope that everything would be fine, but deep inside he knew it wasn't. You can't tell him everything would go back to normal, he has seen those superhero movies, and every protagonist seems to always get into trouble.

So long story short, Dan's fucked up.

He kept his pace slow, as to not repeat the constant body slamming. Dan doesn't know what he can do. He punched a hole in his door, slammed to his wall at the speed of- (he didn't know how fast he was, all he can say he was fast), not to mention his sudden hunger must be one of the factors.

Anyways, his mind goes back to the weird man, Liam. For the past month he's been working in the building, he has never heard a Liam Lincoln. He never knew the CEO, Adam Lincoln had a brother. From some news and articles, he knew that Adam had a family, considering he met the CEO's daughter before in college.

"welcome." The man behind the cashier greeted, as Dan gave a curt nod. He headed toward the fridge to get his milk. Should he get fresh milk or try to spice it up with chocolate milk? Considering that he had no milk at home, he grabbed a few cartons of fresh milk, and a bottle of sprite for his mom.

Suddenly he could hear yelling in at the front of the door. Maybe it was a homeless guy, he thought as he went to the snack aisle. Grabbing some cheese puffs and a chocolate bar. The yelling ended when he walked to the cashier and set his groceries. The man nods at him and begins to scan his things.

"nine dollars, sixty-five."

Dan gave a ten-dollar bill, as took the change. He grabbed his stuff already heading towards the door. When he froze and he forgot something. Walking back in, he rubbed the back of his neck "hey, uh I forgot something else."

The man grunted, but he gave a nod. Dan gave a small "thanks" when he speed-walked towards where the sugar was. They had run out of sugar at home when he was rummaging around the cupboards.

"OPEN UP THE DRAWER!"

Dan flinched as he crouches on the floor. The same yelling voice came back and was demanding money from the man. He peaked around the isle, the gun was on the man's forehead. His heart started pounding, as he began thinking of ways to get out. He can't die today, especially when he still had other things to do. He can't leave his mom behind.

He slowly patted his pockets, and inwardly curse remembering that he left it back at home. He started slowly crawling behind the aisle, trying to hide from the scene.

"PUT EVERYTHING INSIDE, EVERY PENNY EVERY DIME, PUT SOME CIGARETTES INSIDE YA!?"

The robber yelled at the cashier, as the man started shoving everything towards the bag. "Which cigarettes do you want?"

"I'm not that picky, would you mind hurrying up? Let me tell you I won't hesitate to shove this bullet right into your head." The robber had pushed his gun closer towards the cashier, as the cashier threw any kind of cigarettes into the bag. "I advise you to be a little quicker, I'm just playing with you. I won't even pull the trigger if you want to."

For a split second, Dan could see the cashier sigh in relief, but the robber started laughing maniacally, "Well no I'm not, You'll be sorry if you don't listen, will you hurry the fuck up, my driver's calling."

At that moment, Dan decided to hate beans. The can of beans had fallen from the shelf, and it got eerily quiet. Dan cursed, did the robber see him? Of course, he might hear him, the noise was loud enough to at least attract attention towards a crowd.

Suddenly both men had guns pinpoint at their foreheads. The man behind the cashier had a Glock in hand, Dan doesn't even know if it was legal or not, but it didn't matter.

"Okay, Dan you just sneak up to him, and try to deck him, not a problem." He whispered to himself. Right away, he stood up slowly. The robber doesn't seem to see him, but the cashier did. Instantly Dan started running, and it was the exact same run that had made him slam into walls.

'shit' he thought, not being in control of his speed, but manage to jump onto the robber, and grabbed the robber's neck. Holding and squeezing the robber, as they had a major size difference. Dan's trying to choke him, and yelled to the cashier, "RUN!"

The cashier nodded frantically, as he ran outside. Dan still in the middle of choking the robber, was suddenly met with an elbow.

"Shit!" Dan cursed as his grip loosened from the robber, as the big man had his fist swinging towards him. Pulling up his hand to defend himself, he didn't notice that he had caught the man's fist.

"Wha- let go you bitch!" The robber screamed at him, as Dan tries to push him away. But with unknown strength, he had pushed the robber to the back of the store. The man slammed into the fridge. The robber had growled and pointed his gun at Dan, who had pulled the trigger.

It was a few millimeters away from fully hitting his arm, but it had grazed Dan's arm as he hissed. Dan ran to the man and grabbed the gun in his hand, throwing it without noticing it had made a dent towards a wall. Dan began punching the robber's face.

Adrenaline was pumping as he couldn't feel anything else other than his heartbeat and his punches. The man had managed to deflect one of his punches when suddenly he felt a blunt force at the back of his head. Dan fell he caught a glimpse of another guy helping out the robber.

"Dude, where's the bag!"

"behind the cashier, I think."

"WHO'S THIS ON THE FLOOR?"

"I DON'T KNOW?"

"well did he call the cops?"

But Dan had somehow gained some energy and jumped back up, and punched the guy who had hit his head. The man flew back to the front as he hits the front table, the man had instantly fainted. As the first robber had his gun back, though Dan was fast enough to snatch it away from the man's hand, and somehow crush the gun.

"W-who are you!" The robber stammered as they both heard police sirens outside. Dan stared at the man, and said: "I'm only a dude who likes milk, and you ruined my day." Dan glared at the man and gave the last punch. The man had looked delirious enough to not attack Dan. Dan sighed and looked at his groceries, surely the cashier man wouldn't mind him taking another carton of milk right?

"PUT YOUR WEAPONS DOWN, AND HANDS IN THE AIR!"

Dan's eyes widened, as he took a carton of milk in hand. As he ran away from the crime scene, leaving the police confused at the sudden wind, and the two unconscious robbers in the store.

Dan arrived at his house, less than five minutes. Walking in his house, he puts his milk into his fridge, as he slumps onto his couch.

"what the hell happened." He muttered as he glanced at his arm that was grazed a few minutes ago. It looked like it had closed up, but that was pretty quick.

He turns towards the clock in the living room, it was still 7.30 and mom wasn't home yet. Dan sighed as he turned on the tv, as the news blared.

"Breaking news, a robbery was made in the convenience store in the west, as two robbers were found unconscious. The cashier had told the police that there was a man who had helped him get out of the store. He said that he saw the man for a second before he left the store. Here is the cashier himself."

"I didn't know what was happening, he just jumped onto one of the robbers and started yelling at me to go. When I called 911, and the police arrived. I saw a glimpse of him taking a carton of milk and suddenly he was gone! He looked normal though, he had dark brown hair and was wearing a dark green hoodie. But what's weird was before everything he had bought a hella lot of milk.-"

The man behind the cashier was on the news, as he began talking about Dan during the fight. Dan choked as he stares at the tv with wide eyes.

Dan had really fucked up.