Chapter 77: The Child of the Garden Part 2 (1/2)
”Hey big bro, it seems your growing a lot now. You've scrapped the top twenty that's awesome.”
Monty glossed over to his brother, the hulking giant was a colossal softy but looked the part at least, shrugging his shoulders. ”What is that not good enough?”
”Of course, it's not good enough, Butch! If I'm not the best, the rest doesn't matter.”
”No offence big bro but are you seeing the numbers Vanguard is pulling? He's untouchable. That Ruby girl is second, and even she is miles off him. You've only just overtaken the streamer Pokiero. It's going to take a while.”
Monty kicked a trash can over grinding his teeth. ”I don't have time. At this rate fucking Jinx is going to overtake me.”
”Perhaps we should reboot the channel? Start fresh, draw in new viewers. Giveaways the sorts.”
Monty snarled sitting down flicking through his phone. ”I don't care about any of that. I just need to get to number one. Why is Vanguard refusing a joint-stream with me? Does he not know who I am?!”
”Monty, everyone knows who you are,” Butch grumbles. ”Cheer up, will you. We'll get there eventually.”
”Butch, you know bloody well why we are doing this. The longer we sit around acting like good little streamers, the more the Montagues gather influence. You saw the new members; they're a joke.”
”They're young they'll come around.”
”That's the problem! They haven't got any idea of what they are getting into.”
”Ha, almost sounds like you care.”
Monty lowers his head sighing. ”It's not that. I just know how it feels, to be used and abused to be the best streamer I can be. I hated every moment of it, and now it's going to happen to the others. It makes me sick.”
Butch stared at the stream, shaking his head in disappointment. ”Should we just pack it up for today?”
”No, I've still got a little in me. I'll need a quick break, though. I need some food.”
”There's a gas station not too far from here.”
”Great…” He grumbled. ”Hey Butch, you know what I plan on doing if I do it there will be nowhere for any of us to go. Why haven't you snitched on me yet?”
Butch picked at his ear, holding a baseball bat over his shoulder. ”Eh? Are you stupid? I Respect the hell out of your brother. You can do great things if you put your mind in the right place. You're going to be a great streamer one day man.”
”If you say so.” He barks walking into the shop, knocking items over. Butch picked them up, stuffing them in his pockets. ”I can't even feel good doing this, what the hell happened?”
”You'll get that fiery spirit back one day Monty. Believe me; you just need the right moment.”
”Hey! That's called stealing; you're meant to be helping people not stealing. You're no different to the villains!”
Butch walked up to the girl pressing a baseball bat against her stomach. ”You better watch your mouth pretty face; you don't want to cross us.”
Monty stared blankly at the two as he turned to the cashier who looked away sighing. ”Give me anything. A sign or something I'm doing the right thing…”
”I wish you hadn't done this. I honestly hate these powers and want nothing else than never to use them again, so just know this. You forced my hand.” Monty turned seeing the clerk defeating Butch in a single attack. He stared on in disbelief before smirking to himself.
”That's something…”
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The small set of trees hiding away the Cult's hideout began to freeze over shattering as Alton walked towards Monty who was trying to run for his life. Pulling his hand back, the ground ripped up as a massive wall of ice emerged blocking Monty's escape. Alton stared at him with a shattered smile. ”Hey, hey? Where are you going? I thought you wanted to kill me? I'm all yours Monty.”