Chapter 20: My Mentally Unstable Streamer Part 3 (1/2)
”Clark! Clark! Are you ready? We're going to be late!” Clark's mother yelled from the bottom of the stairs.
Clark glossed over his belongs, getting the last watch from serval streamers. He was ready to give the final donation as he heard his mother yell out again. He sighed donating all while waiting for the confirmation. ”We have a ten-dollar donation from Clark Henderson. Unity you've been a real inspiration for me these past six months, I'm about to take the test to become a streamer myself! Well, it's been an absolute honour kid. When you get in shoot over a private message. Maybe we'll do a stream with you? What do you think, Avalanche? Avalanche? Oi, Oi! Are you even listening to me?! Avalanche I swear to God! ”
Clark turned off the stream, grabbing the paperwork and his backpack which he had his costume ideas and a bottle of water. He rushed down the stairs feeling ecstatic bobbing up and down. ”Sorry, I'm ready, I'm ready to be a streamer.”
His mother ruffled his hair up, smiling. ”Well, what are we waiting for let's go! In the car.” Clark rushed out of the house, hopping into the car. His mother soon was after as she closed the door turning to him. ”You good? No turning back?”
”Go, Go, Go! My streaming days are about to begin!”
”Alright, sport. Viral HQ here we come.” She laughed, pulling out of the driveway. The drive wouldn't take too long, but to Clark, it was a lifetime. He had been dreaming of this moment for his whole life. He was going to be a streamer. Just like his favourites, Vanguard, DawnBreakers and Hero's Might just to name a few. He was going to be big. No huge. No. The number one streamer. He kept fidgeting around in his seat as he looked to his mum. ”Did you sign the paperwork they gave you?”
”Yup!” Said Clark, in an enthusiastic tone bobbing his head to the music. ”I made serval copies so I could practice. I've got my name all figured out! I'm going to be Hero's Might.”
”You can't be called that. Isn't that the name of your favourite streamers?” She laughed.
Clark smacked his hand against the car seat grumbling. ”Mum! I've told you! That's the name of the group. There are serval streamers apart of that group, there's Avalanche, the leader Unity, Vertigo, oh and Peacekeeper… I guess, Hero's Justice.”
”I think they will allow it. Just, don't get your hopes up too high dear. It will take you a while to get to the numbers of those guys.”
”I know mum… Hero's Might isn't that big. They only have 200 followers. Their streams only get seventy to eighty views… but. They look like they have so much fun. I want that!”
”I'm sure you will knock them, dead honey. You're going to be the best streamer all of time.”
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”I'm sorry kid, you can't be a streamer.” Clark froze falling silent as his mum sat next to him, confused. ”There is nothing we can do.”
”My son is a good boy. He's never been in trouble. I don't see the problem here!”
”We understand how you feel Mrs Henderson. But your son will only be a danger to himself and others if we allowed him to participate.”
”He's old enough to be a streamer. Is it because he has no powers? Lots of streamers have no powers. I just. I just don't understand the problem here!”
The interviewer sighed, shaking his head. ”His sanity level is well below the recommended streaming capacity. We run this test for everyone wanting to be a streamer. It's to avoid mentally unstable people causing problems and putting the safety of others in risk. Surely you must understand?”
”No, I don't. Clark, he doesn't have any mental health problems. I've taken him to every check-up. He's a good boy at school. The test must be wrong!”
”I can ensure you, mam, the test is 95% accurate. We don't get this wrong.”
”What about the other five-per cent?”
”Excuse me?”
Clark's mother began shaking her leg, nervously. ”What about the five per cent of tests?”
The interviewer sighed glimpsing over the test results. ”Mam if I were to let someone with a sanity level this low on the programme it could be devastating. Even if he doesn't cause any problems, online harassment, trolls and attention could cause your son to have a mental breakdown. I've seen it happen. Look if you disagree with the test, you can put through an appeal and try the test again next year, although it will cost you this time and I'm afraid to say, mam, you just can't afford it…”
”This is a joke. An absolute joke! Paying money to skip over the tests. How can you live with yourselves?!” She snapped, standing up, taking Clark by the arm and pulling him away. The two left the room as they stood at the reception to V.I.R.A.L HQ. ”Don't listen to them Clark, they don't know what they are talking about. I'll work extra hard at work. Yes, and Daddy too. Forget the holiday. We'll save up and retake the test!”
”Mum… am I not good enough to be a streamer?”
”Of course, you are sweety. They just got it wrong. We'll show them. We'll show them they got it wrong and you'll be the best streamer in the world!”
”Mum…”
”Yes.”
”I don't want to be a streamer anymore…”
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”Damn it banned again… give me a BREAK!” His head cranked to Zinnia as his anger built into an unbridled explosion of rage. ”I'll make you pay! I'll crush each of you under my boot and make sure Team Rhapsody never see another stream again. Only I can stay standing!” Zinnia kept pulling away, hoping to break free as the Phantom Streamer moved towards her. He scrunched his grip as his hand fazed through Zinnia's chest, going straight for her heart. She let out a scream as no one was coming to help her. ”Die!” He tore his hand back as he pulled Zinnia's heart clean from her body. She fell back dead as he held the heart up laughing. He began to crush it in his hand only for it to vanish. He stepped back in confusion. He turned around to Zinnia's dead body only to watch it fade away. ”What the?! What the hell!”
”Clark, you fool! Percy!” The voice roared in his head.
His eyes widened as he fell for Percy's powers. ”Damn it! Where?!”
Before he could react, Percy came out of nowhere kicking him to the floor. The Phantom Streamer tumbled over as Percy vanished. Soon dozens of clones appeared around the Phantom Streamer as drones began to show it all off. He laid back coughing as his phone went off. A notification from V.I.R.A.L, Team Rhapsody's stream had changed the title. Exposing the Phantom Streamer, the mentally unstable streamer. He gritted his teeth as Zinnia was standing on a new warehouse shelf boldly laughing. ”Did you honestly think we would fall for your little trap Clark Henderson?!”