Thread:UltiVerse/@comment-4865845-20131128072717

Went to the closest bar and drank more than enough, the memory of me calling him coward kept ringing through my head, what the hell was I doing? Letting emotions get me in this state, he didn't listen and he died for it, end of story. But one thing is for certain, the Omnitrix was Galvan property and not something a kid had to die for. "Give me another bottle of Fier Whiskey." I said in a near drunk fog. The barkeep kept pestering me about drinking too much, she deserved that punch. Tuesday 8:00 A.M; Tennyson's will came in, he wanted me to take his place. I couldn't, I was a killer, a mercenary, no hero. Young Gwendolyn was clearly not in the right state of mind, she lept at me yelling about Tennyson's "dying wish" and how I "needed to honor that", Kevin needed to pull her off me, I'd attack her, but I'm not that kind of person who would hit a girl in mourning, or a friend. Thursday, 3:57 PM, I just left the funeral, still no finding the Omnitrix, and more hate mail from his fans, "Monster", "Evil", "Souless" filled my room by the tons. Damn it Tennyson. 