Hell yeah and I'm in a good mood too, I bet a lot of you are dying with curiosity of what had happened to me, right? Well I shall explain, although most of you might not believe me, or shit, but hell, I don't care, I tell what I think I felt.
So dear Egle told you what kind of plan we had in mind, that's right, after Marshmallow hurt my darling, my love, I wanted to hurt it back and being the resourceful mastermind that I am, I knew for a fact that dear ol' Marshmallow could be hurt. How did I know, because I felt it's pain once, I felt it as if it was mine, through my darling, my love, that was the first time I felt pain.
When did I feel Marshmallow's pain? Why, when this happened. Guess who the sniper was? No, not me, but I was there during that time. And when Marshmallow screamed, it was really in pain, how do I know? Because I felt it's pain, I FELT it. A phenomena that doesn't really happen to me, the pain was indescribable, I can't explain it, I just can't. The only thing I know, is that I felt it trough Fortissimo.
So after that event, in a later post, Incognito would say that he came back to the spot, to try and find the bullet, but he couldn't find it, you know why? Cause I snatched it, it is a rare thing when I see Marshmallow get hurt, let alone feel it in my skin, in my gut, in my darling. This bullet could come in useful, after further examination, I figured out that this was a special bullet, what was so special about it? The material, it was made out of something unknown, granted it felt like metal, but it wasn't metal, because magnets didn't work on it, nor did metal detectors.
So guess who the sniper was, that's right, good ol' Archangel. That's when I started putting together my plan, Archangel possessed the means of hurting Marshmallow, his gun, I needed it, I also needed to attract Archangel and Marshmallow to me, since looking for them would be a waste of time.
That's when I came up with my brilliant plan, in order to attract Marshmallow, I needed to invade his home turf, so I gathered as many rejects as I could and told them to invade The Path, cause as much damage as you can, at some point, Dimok joined them. But that was only Marshmallow, I also needed Archangel, that one was simpler. All I had to do, was start an organized attack on Timberwolf bases, Archangel's troops never were attacked like that, so it would piss Archangel off. I was right.
They came to the warehouse in which I was waiting for both of them, alone, they came seeking my death, both of them, problem was, they were not willing to share, so they went at each others throats, I got caught up in the cross fire several times, which explains the various holes in my body, they were from both Archangel's bullets and Marshmallow's tentacles. Marshmallow was clearly trying to avoid Archangel's shots and to be honest Marshmallow was overpowering Archangel and that's when Archangel did it, he turned into a dark cloud of smoke and grew in size, he actually became on par with Marshmallow, both of them were tearing down the place. Since Archangel turned to smoke, he dropped his gun, so I went for it. Loading in the bullet that I snatched, I aimed it at Marshmallow carefully. The gun was heavy, heavier than anything I ever held, my arms were simply refusing to lift it up, without Fortissimo's help, I wouldn't be able to lift it up.
I aimed carefully and shot Marshmallow, right in the kisser, he felt it, he felt the pain, do you know how I know that. Because when Marshmallow began that shriek, my darling was starting to hurt and I was starting to feel pain, again. But that wasn't all, Archangel, seeming pissed off with me, for using him like that, decided to take a shot at me.
So he entered inside of me in his smoke form, through my mouth, he was ripping me apart, mentally and physically, suffice to say it didn't feel nice, he was hurting me so much that my wounds started to catch fire.
Luckily the building was beginning to collapse, so Archangel too his leave as did Marshmallow. Then my Rejects found me and dragged me out of the building, before it collapsed. Before going unconscious, I published a post, asking the proxies "Did you feel it?".
What I meant by that was, did you feel his pain? I sure as hell did.