| Klippy |
March 5th, 2016 3:10 PM |
SuperMana
Mana stepped out into the sunlight. Another day on the PokéCommunity forums and there was so much to do. He shut the door behind him and stepped out into the streets of Pokécommtropolis. His neighbors, adventure and gimmepie, waved as he passed by.
"Another great day it looks like, huh?"
"Definitely!"
He turned the corner down Creative Boulevard and made his way past the Gen Ent Club. Music was booming out the open door. Hobby Street was full of unique places like this, but he had to get to work. He'd come back later with some friends from work.
As he passed City Hall, he realized he was being followed.
Cloaked figures walked behind him. He couldn't make out their faces, but his pace quickened. He was getting towards the center of the city and it wasn't always the safest area. He turned a corner and smacked right into Ausaudriel.
"Ow. Sorry Audy!"
"No problem. What's the hurry anyway?"
"Some..." he looked, but the figures were gone. "Some people were following me, I thought."
"You might be paranoid."
He laughed it off and began walking again, waving goodbye to the admin. Maybe it really was just in his mind...
He passed more friends, walking by the Daily's headquarters. A young man was passing out copies of the news and Mana grabbed one up. The top of the front page had an article about recent cases of stalking and reports of strange persons about town.
"I wasn't imagining it then..."
"No, you truly weren't."
Mana jumped and wheeled around, coming face-to-face with bobandbill and Ludger.
"Oh h-hey you two. What's up?"
"Nothing. We just happened to be walking down the street when we saw you."
"Oh, well hello! Nice to see you!"
The pair walked away, leaving Mana feeling nervous again. It wasn't quite like the higher staff to be out and about so coincidentally. Perhaps he had eaten something wrong this morning, but he was feeling nauseous. He grabbed an apple from a food truck and ate it as he continued down the road.
He was nearing the entrance to the subway, where the Underground District awaited. He saw Davepetasprite^2 and Bardothren running by, arguing about their next plan for a game. Mana waved and headed down the steps, as Klippy and Razor Leaf were walking up.
"What are you two doing here?" asked Mana, surprised to see them.
"I was just checking things out to see how they were and Razor was fixing up some broken display names! But we actually needed to talk to you. Will you come with us?"
Mana gulped and nodded, following the two back out to the street. They didn't speak, but walked in silence. It wasn't until five minutes later, Mana asked, "Where are we going?"
"Don't worry," came a voice from behind him. Astinus and Sylphiel were walking behind him.
"G-guys, you're scaring me!"
"We're here."
They were standing outside a shabby building, rundown and deteriorating. Hiroshi Sotomura sat by the door, tinkering with some broken electronics.
"Head in."
Mana entered behind the others, a sinking feeling in his stomach.
"I...don't think I've done anything wrong, you guys. There's no need to do this!"
Morkula stepped out from the shadows and said, "You're in very deep trouble, Mana."
He thought about running, but a hand shoved him forward and he fell down a slide into a pitch-black room.
"Hello?" he said after recovering from his daze. Is this what being banned feels like? I can't believe it...
A light flicked on above him and out of the shadows walked Sheep.
"We've been following you for some time, Mana."
He was sweating.
"We don't feel you're suited for your position any longer," said Nolafus.
He was shaking.
"It's time you've moved on," said Lance.
His heart was racing.
All of the admins and supermods were surrounding him. He couldn't believe this was how it ended.
He closed his eyes. They closed in on him when --
He woke up. It had been a bad nightmare.
He got up and walked to the bathroom, looking in the mirror.
And he screamed.
Mana realized it hadn't been a dream. He fell over in shock.
He was promoted.
MANA IS DEAD. HE WAS THE SUPERMOD.
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