Chapter 8 The Deadly Dismantler

 Who is the man known as my father? Marvin Martinez, who is he? Lalo Martinez was the uncle of the Twins who were Marvin and Mario. An uncle who was probably known as the harshest man ever. Not only did he run a gang but he beat Marvin and Mario relentlessly and would even drug them sometime as an experiment the worst man to exist would have to be Lalo Martinez.

Marvin grew up slinging drugs and being unknown in cops eyes. His school had no clue what he did after school. He had no friends except his brother with whom they stood close.One day Mario rejected the orders of Lalo. Lalo was going to beat him when Marvin walked in with a glock and shot and killed him. Mario was shocked and Marvin cleaned the gun and put it in the hands of Lalo then they ran from home.

Marvin would keep the money and the contacts of everyone who knew Lalo. playing as Lalo for years he never revealed he was the boss until now He kept his secret since he was always the delivery boy of the products.

“Let’s fight son!” Marvin said.A gunslinger versus a Cartel Boss. The five bullets were about to land the target.

The two Zombies were facing The three.

Mike stood in front of the two zombies, the skinny emo looking one, shot sand Blades. The blades didn’t affect him. Mike didn’t have much mass on him so he charged up zen from others Ben and rad fed zen to him. A huge blackhole punch was fired off sand blocked the Punch yet Mike drove through the punch and continued and landed at the face of the skinny zombie.The zombies face exploded there was too much zen flowing at one point the face of the zombie.

Too much energy flowing at one point caused an explosion. Three versus 1. That is what should have been right. The brain matter gathered in clumps and moved to reform the disgusting zombie only thing was he had bloody pulp on him. It was creepy to witness such a sight. Sand crystals appeared out of every pore in the body of the zombie. It was like a creepy puss coming out of a zit. It was grotesque. Mike noticed something moving on the zombies backs. It was something small.

The Bullets shot one curve into the ear canal of Marvin.The other two shots hit the jaw and abdomen of Marvin. Marvin looked cold despite bleeding.

He grabbed a knife. “Either You're being possessed by something or You're dead” Marvin smiled.

How did I come to this conclusion? He hasn't felt any pain and when the red man went for an attack He felt no pulse. Marvin had a hat which he took off to reveal something. A huge mind controlling parasite made out of blood.”Who did this?” I demanded.

He smiled as the knife plunged into his skull “You didn’t defeat me my child I did a long time ago This business is terrible Flee from Toru” The Blood parasite was Toru’s I could tell, the Parasite exploded. Marvin started levitating, floating in the air his eyes rolled back into the sockets.It was like he was possessed. He pulled the knife out of his head. Marvin was a zombie now that’s what happened Toru forced Marvin to turn himself into a zombie. Just so Toru could control him. He grabbed the knife out of his head. I kicked myself off of a barrel full of methamphetamine as Marvin tripped over me. He fell but tried to stab me. I kicked him up with my legs holding his weight. I disarmed him.

Then kicked him into the barrel he landed on the barrel next to the truck full of the stuff. I grabbed the knife he dropped and stabbed him. Many holes were in his body yet he recovered.

But the holes I stabbed into him weren’t only for that the meth sprayed everywhere as it was in a liquid state. I then got an Idea. I grabbed him, the indestructible piece of shit father.

The sand zombie was dead. The fat zombie was ready to fight but his infinity eye was unusable since as quick as he glanced he was dead. Mike rips his heart out.

My dad was getting slammed against the truck I put him near the gas tank if he exploded he would be reduced to nothing but ash. He couldn’t come back to life if all his organisms were blown up.This was the logic running through my head. He was moving while I was forcing him near the tank. He pushed me away then I punched him in the head so hard his head went through the side window of the truck. I grabbed his head and opened the truck door and smashed his head in with the truck door. Then I threw him in the driver's seat and said “You ain’t ever taken me on a road trip ever so let’s go on one now!” I move the wheel back and forth to hear zombie grunts then grab the zombie of my father and slam his head through the windshield. Glass splatters everywhere as he tumbles out of the car with shards in him.

I rip the door on the left side, the door which hadn’t been used yet off its hinges and slam it on the zombies head. Smashing the door in half.

I saw my zombie dad start twitching and tweaking out. His astral started to appear and reach for my face. I ran back and grabbed a barrel. The astral turned around the Truck but not fast enough til I would hit the zombie from the back with the barrel.

Clank! The barrel came crashing down smashing my dad between the ground. Then I shot the gasoline out of the truck. I grab a lighter. “Man I was totally planning on smoking with this lighter, Just kidding!” I said I dropped the lighter, a joke would probably ease the pain anyway he was just a deadbeat. Why do I feel like he suffered too? Huh such a weird feeling of compassion for the bad guy.

“Boys, let's roll out,” Rad said as we headed for the train station back home.