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but I guess I was fed up with killing so….The next thing I knew was Anvil was helping me out of an undertakers coffin and here I am. The se are the same guns but I’ve had rifled barrels fitted . Oh and I’m still fast , real fast . I can send a bullet through that there hoop Huntress mentioned with my eyes shut. The bullets are called hydro bullets. The tips are filled with holy water blessed by Priest. They can kill things that ordinary bullets won’t kill.” He finished by spinning the gun back into its holster.
     
    Chris noticed the man still had a slight N orth American accent and wondered what the hell ordinary bullets couldn’t kill but didn’t ask just yet. He was still listening to the one called Anvil
     
    Anvil nodded to the last leather clad male, “Last but not least is Hot C ross, as you can see he has a very special…..talent. He used to be an assistant with the Edison Electric company when it was first formed. They didn’t go in for Health and Safety then, died when they electrocuted an elephant in 1903. The elephant was uncontrollable and extrem e ly dangerous. Instead of shooting it they decided to use Edison’s electricity to execute it . Guess they already were thinking of the electric chair. ”
     
    Speed laughed, “ Hot Cross died through stupidly! H e was holding onto the iron chain around its leg , when they juiced the poor thing . “
     
    Hot Cross was in his late twenties and had a thin hawk like face with spiked short blond hair. He wore a tight fitting shiny leather coat buttoned up to his neck. He grinned and allowed arcs of electricity to flash from hand to hand, “ I didn’t hold onto the damn chain ; I fell over the bloody thing ! ! ”
     
    He showed Chris a fantastic display of arcing electricity between his fingers, “I u sed to work for the electricity board, now I am the electricity board ! ”
     
    Chris was staring wide eyed at the electrical display when Patch forced herself out from between the others on her settee and walked over to Chris, ” Ignore his jokes. They only get worse.”
     
    Hot Cross looked pained,” Hey Patch not fair! You know I’m just sparkling good fun to be around.” He let a flash of electricity explode into the air.
     
    Anvil frowned at him, “You set fire to another house and I’ll have to let Rage punish you.”
     
    Hot Cross suddenly stopped arcing electricity as Rage grinned.
     
    Patch looked intently at Chris’s face, “Speed really walloped him. You saw his bruised and swollen jaw. Now look at him, good as new. What do you think he is Anvil ?”
     
    Chris noticed she showed a great deal of excitement in her question. The others mov ed closer to stand alongside Anvil and star e down at Chris. He felt suddenly very claustrophobic.
     
    Eventually Anvil answered , “Been waiting over seven thousand years , a lways full of hope .”
     
    Priest took a step closer to Chris , who swore the floor shook as he moved , “He can’t be a normal mortal, but you were never called.” He said this to Anvil
     
    “You were never called and he never died. “ Huntress added.
     
    Anvil agreed but added , “But he has the power, he hurt the damn thing, turned its rotten hand to ash. No human has that sort of power.”
     
    Priest nodded, “I know and that confuses me. But look at the facts. He can see Shades. His touch burnt one . He saw Speed and Slash in the In Between, which is impossible for a human. He heals fast, faster than us. He could be ….. Judgement . ”
     
    Rage whisper ed , “He answers the description but is he the one ?”
     
    “Test him.” Heartless asks .
     
    Chris was getting fed up with being ignored, fed up and angry. “ Look….whoever you are. An old man was murdered not fifteen feet from me. Why doesn’t that bother you? Why bring me here instead of calling the police. What the fuck was the thing that killed Wally and how the hell did I burn off its hand?”
     
    Patch whistled, “He really burn one ?