Miguel finishes interrogating the next man and beats him down. "WHERE'S MY DAUGHTER!?!?"
"We don't know!" yelled the man, as Miguel beat him over and over again.
Miguel and Beatle walk out of the bar.
"I ALMOST HAD HIM, MR. BEATLE!!!" growled Miguel.
"He really... didn't know..." sighed Beatle. "And... you DID... Have him."
"Psh!" Miguel punches the air over and over again.
Suddenly, a giant wooden man stomps before Miguel and Beatle and grabs Miguel.
"I smell the blood of an Aswaaaang..." he whispered, grabbing Miguel and tossing him to the ground.
"WHAT THE FUUUUCK!?!?" asked Miguel, transforming into Aswang mode and ticking his wings, growling.
"Easy," sighed Beatle.
"Spiritual leader..." said the Kapre, bowing before him. "Forgive me for the perturbance. This Aswang has disturbed my peace by punching my tree."
"I know. Take 'im."
"What!? WHAT!?!?"
"This is an opportunity for training, kid. Do go on."
"NO!!! GET ME OFF THIS GUY!!!"
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"I ain't no helicopter Daddy. Sink or swim, bitch," said Beatle.
"NOOOOOOOOO!!!"
Later...
Miguel Indian sat in front of the Kapre, who cooked dinner, which was just original recipe adobo.
"Obsequious..." said the Kapre. "That's what you are... Too obedient... I didn't want anything to do with you... But here you are... As punishment, you will be lost in these woods forever..."
"You're... just letting me go?"
"HEED THIS WARNING!!! You will enter a labyrinth. A labyrinth of wood and eternal circling..." said the Kapre, as Miguel immediately flips his jacket backward. "FUCK!!!"
"What?"
"You... just solved the puzzle. HOW!?!?"
"Grandpa Pro and Reapz always told me to use my enemies as stepping stones... And to handle a Kapre in case I... well... do somethin' stupid... I just apparently flip my clothes!"
"Get out..." said the Kapre.
Miguel nods and walks outside of his house.
The Kapre begins crying.
"Whoa... Why you cryin'?" smiled Miguel.
"I just... wish I still mattered... This is the age of apocalypse, after all... Spirits no longer gain the respect we once did... In the 21st Century we were demonized and feared... turned into legendary monsters... Sure, some of us pillage and kidnap women, but when we do so, it's usually due to destruction of our habitat... We... were protectors of nature... Demonized in the 21st Century... Now, when Humans are wiped out... We're practically after thoughts..."
"Ahhh... I'm very sorry," said Miguel. "And... how does that make ya feel?"
"Poignant... Appalled... Desolate... Heartbroken..."
"I'm sorry, dear friend... But..."
"I know... You sympathize."
"Yes, but also I don't understand the words..."
"Heheh... Ignorance is bliss..."
"So is madness... This... is madness... But it is imbecility and madness that allows the world to be seen differently... Maybe the people who met you were labeled as mad... occult... But... I'm pretty damned sure belief and religion are very integral parts when it comes to respecting nature... truth... philosophy... And I respect you... If there's no one left to believe in you... Well, it isn't fair. So, yes, I sympathize. But I do hope the best... By giving you kindness... We will continue such traditions, dear friend."
The Kapre smiles. "Thank you..." as Miguel teleports in front of Beatle.
Beatle smiles, nodding.