130. Angel of Death

"Miguel JoJo... His destiny is to destroy," said Levi, as he drank some cucumber water. "He was born to one day bring waste to our land. His destiny is to cause a chain of events that will destroy everything. The Universe. No... Beyond. I don't know. Just know that your son is dangerous, Arthur. I learned from the Grimm scriptures that a man fused with two souls in his body is destined to destroy all worlds... Just be careful, Arthur. A creature destined to rule then destroy the world in your hands is like a double-edged sword."

"He's fine!" smiled Arthur. "My son is a Grimm! Not a Cryptid!"

"I'll be watching you, then," said Levi. "I will not be suspending your son and I will have his attack be covered up. I had a guy from the Organization to heal his victim's wounds."

"Just trust me, Levi!" smiled Arthur. "He'll take down Salvi sooner or later!"

Miguel walks into school as he sees that everyone is looking at him in fear. Miguel moves his eyes from left to right, and sighs, bowing his head in apparent shame.

"Hey," said Tyrone. "I told the kids what you did. And they didn't believe me. So I told them that you tried framing me to the principal.Then... Hehehehe... They believed me."

Miguel stared blankly at the ground.

Tyrone punches him in the middle of campus.

*CRACK*

*splat*

*drip... drip... drip...*

Miguel slowly turned his head to face Tyrone once more.

"Harder," Miguel softly said.

"What was that?" asked Tyrone.

Miguel slowly looked up. "Harder."

*POW... POW... POW...*

*crack... crack... crack...*

*splat... splat... splat... splat... splat...*

Tyrone, in a boxer's pose, hops around preparing for another punch. He blasts his fist into Miguel another time.

*POW...*

"Harder," Miguel sneered.

Tyrone kept punching Miguel in the face over and over.

"Come on..." whispered Miguel. "Harder!"

*POW... POW... POW...*

"Come on... Come on... Come on... Come on... Come on... Useless, useless, useless..." said Miguel. "Weak."

*POW!!!*

*SPLAT*

*POW!!!*

*SPLAT*

Miguel laughed softly.

"That all you got?" he asked, laughing. "You're not special."

*POW*

The normie beats him in the face senselessly.

Miguel's face is bruised and battered.

"Because neither am I," Miguel said. "You know what that makes you? Nothing."

*POW!!! POW!!! POW!!!*

*SPLAT!!! SPLATTER!!!*

"They will always think that I'm the hero of the story!" laughed Tyrone.

"Tell me," said Miguel, now on his knees. "Do you look like the hero? Right now? Hm?"

Tyrone's eyes quiver as he looks at everyone, staring at him.

Tyrone closes his eyes, shakes his head, and continues beating Miguel senselessly until Miguel topples to the ground.

*pow... pow... pow... pow...*

*crack... crack... crack...*

"You normies... have no humanity..." whispered Miguel. "Not even the people you used to know."

Miguel sees that most of the normies that he knew of nearby woged into Cryptids. Most of them are Hoovers (Herbivorous hooved Cryptids), Reinigen (Rodents), and Arthronians (Insectoids).

"It all makes sense now..." whispered Miguel. "The ones beating me are Beta Cryptids..."

Miguel stands up as many of them back away.

Each of them whispers in horror, and all of their sentences have the word, "Grimm."

"Good!" yelled Miguel, slowly standing up. "YOU... ALL OF YOU ARE SCARED OF ME!!! Of us... Because we? We may be weirdos and the bottom of the school food chain. But out there? In the fucking real world? My people decapitate yours for sport."

Miguel slowly limps toward them. Miguel's eyes turn black.

"Touch me and my friends again... We'll get you one day... all of you," said Miguel. "And for the humans who may or may not know what I'm talking about," Miguel limps to the left, nearly toppling to the ground. "Watch your fucking backs."

*tik tik tik tik tik tik tik*

Miguel limps away as he flexes toward Tyrone, who backs away out of fear.

Miguel Wahrewoges into an Aswang to scare Tyrone as many of them scream and back away.

"Black-Eyes," they each whispered in their sentences.

Miguel limps away, growling as he woges back.

The staff and teachers stay away from Miguel, fearing him as Miguel chuckled.

"Just stay away from him," said Levi, speaking in the headphones.

"But sir... I thought you hated him?" asked one teacher.

"I wasn't expecting him to carry the Aswang genes as well... Arthur isn't telling us everything," Levi said. "Keep away from him. Respect him. Make sure you don't make him want to kill you. He's far more dangerous than we'd thought."

Levi is revealed to have watched the whole thing from his window up on top.

Later...

Levi slams the table. "A Black-Eyes!? Why the hell have I not seen him woge yet!?"

Levi grabs a glass from his desk and smashes it into the ground.

Levi points to Arthur in anger.

"What the hell!?" asked Levi, as he takes a glass and drops it to the ground again. "You brought a motherfucking Black-Eyes into my school!"

"That Black-Eyes is still my son, you know," charmingly smiled Arthur, with eyes pitch black.

"DID YOU FUCK AN ASWANG!?" asked Levi.

"No," said Arthur. "The body he fused with is Salvi's son."

"I'm sorry?" asked Levi. "Bernardo Salvi!? The psychopath who is trying to destroy humanity to bring Cryptids back at the top of the Goddamned food chain!?"

"I thought that it would give him the perfect equipment for his future!" Arthur smiled.

"What the fuck, JoJo!?" asked Levi. "He is not your son. He is a fucking weapon. You made him in order to kill Salvi, didn't you? His Stand can stop time as well... Oy vey... Why didn't I see this coming!?"

"Trust me!" yelled Arthur. "My family died to try and save the world!"

"You used your own son, Arthur!" yelled Levi. "Your own son! You sick bastard!"

"He can help save the world," said Arthur.

"HE'S A CHILD!!!" Levi slammed the table. "I may not like him, but he's your child!"

"YOU ALSO ALLOWED ANNE TO GO THROUGH THIS, TOO!!!" yelled Arthur, standing up, as Levi slowly sits back down. "Don't dare think that you have the moral high ground either."

Levi sighs. "You told me that no one was going to get hurt...Did you care? About my daughter? Your son?Do you love him? Are you happy? What if he kills someone? At such a young age? A Black-Eyes, hm? The most unstable chimera according to the Grimm Diaries. Are you proud, Arthur? Don't you feel guilty? Ah... I fucking see. YOU FEEL NO GUILT IN CREATING THAT-!!!"

"I DO!!!" Arthur slammed his coca-cola on the table. "I DO!!! I DO!!! I DO!!!" He slammed the table thrice, breaking the coke bottle into pieces. "I WASN'T THINKING STRAIGHT, LEVI!!! I was scrambling... I was trying to undo what I've done to both our children but I couldn't. I COULDN'T!!! Ventura's dead because of me! I'm just so tired of people dying on me just because they want to help me!"

"Are you happy now? He's going to hate you when he's older... He's going to resent you! Anne's going to resent me!" yelled Levi. "ARE YOU HAPPY!!?"

Arthur clenches his fist and charges Hamon. Open Arms surrounded his body.

Arthur pants in anger. He closes his eyes and loosens his grip.

A tear runs down Arthur's face.

"I am," he said, crossly.

Levi sat down on his chair, unable to think of what to do or say next. He is speechless by Arthur's words.

"If the Universe or anything beyond is destroyed... That's all on us," said Arthur. "No... It's all on me. They deserve to resent us. To resent me. Because we created them, Levi... We created the Angel of Death."