Miguel smiles, waving his hand while various members of his species cheered for him. His kind would often rock back and forth, flap their hands, and talk similarly to cartoon characters. They would tap each of their fingers alternatively with their thumbs. But, some were proud... Proud that they shifted their faces from Human to different... Askal heads, blue fur, cat ears, monkey's tails, bat wings, and massive humanoid builds. Aswangs. That is an Aswang. The Aswangs are a strange race who acted strange. They were so bizarre that they were accused of eating fetuses from pregnant women's wombs. This, was not entirely true. Some of which did do so, but only to retaliate against their prejudice. It was these Aswangs that were kind, considerate, and sweet, who were disgusted with by society due to their difference.
Miguel hadn't transformed into this form. Not for a while, as seen through his lack of wrinkles, his darker skin, and his shorter build. He was... becoming more and more normal. He forced himself to be normal so no one he loved would get hurt... Just like Anna.
The Aswangs ticked their wings. They enjoyed the softness of the sounds, purring to the rhythm. They ticked and prayed in silence, for Beatle Saint King, for their new Aswang King. Miguel would be crowned not with gold nor thorns, but a star on his chest, which was once Beatle's. The star would be placed on his chest as a reminder of who he is, Beatle's, Prometheus', and the Reaper's successor, all in one man.
This man was not like their previous Aswang King. This man was his own King. A ruler that was divine of whom was driven to a view disgusted by the masses. They feared him. When they loved him, they refused to be with him after learning what he truly was... Different.
Miguel smiled, turning to one child who cries in the crowd. He lands from his float gently to avoid scaring her off. "Are you okay?"
"I can't find my Mommy..."
Miguel whispers. "Hang tight." Miguel listens intently.
"Over here..." said one voice.
Miguel smiles, realizing that his people did have a heart after all... Caring so crucially that they managed to offer help to their King.
Miguel ran and ran, meeting with the child's two fathers.
Miguel sighs in relief as the crowd, seeing this, cheered for Miguel by ticking their wings.
Miguel smiles, waving happily.
Then came the interviewed...
"The Aswang Prince? Didn't he kill Undying? He's a menace! Trying to act like a goody two shoes but in truth he's a killer."
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"A hero... He's just a hero who wants to help the little guy. Ever since he quit, I'm too scared to go out in the streets. But then he came along. He's back. I'm glad he is."
"This guy is a crazy person. He's disabled. What makes you think he won't turn on us when that freak brain of his won't get rewired?"
"All Hail THE ASWANG KING!!!"
Suddenly... there was a flash of light...
Screaming. So much screaming echoed into Miguel's ears. Slapping their own faces. Eyes bulging. God... There's an eyeball right in front of Miguel's face. Miguel backs away in horror. He sees what someone had done... Who was that someone? He obviously had suspicions. Blood. So much blood. The road was painted with blood.
"ASWANG... DETECTED..." Eradicator, now with his army of giant tanks each towering over skyscrapers, decimated the Aswang population merely visiting the Great Temple to see Miguel. There was so much blood-curdling screaming. "I AM ERADICATOR!!! I HAVE DETECTED THE TRUE ENEMY OF AKTEON AND MONOPOLIA!!! THE BANE OF MAHARLICA ITSELF!!! ASWAAAAANG!!!"
A flash of light reflected in Miguel's eyes as so much blood showered all over Miguel.
Miguel remembered... his adoptive father... the man who farmed him since birth... Using his solo parent status for monetary reasons... Using it for a payroll practically... He was beaten.... He gained his new abilities because he was beaten... No... That doesn't matter,... What matters is his people... The same thing is happening to them now... Fury enters Miguel's eyes...
"WE ARE ONE!!!" Miguel roared, his veins shifting into muscle, transforming his face into a snouted dog-like creature... No... An Aswang... Complete with bat wings, monkey's tail, and his classic purring and ticking.
"You know why I hated myself?" Stefan descended before Miguel, who continued rhythmically ticking his wings with so much fury. "Because I was never normal... Now, I embrace that I am not normal. What pisses me off... is that you've been masking yourself all this time until now... now, look at you... Bluer than the horizon meeting the wide sea."
"WHY ARE YOU DOING THIS!!??"
Stefan smiles. "It's a love style."
"Lemme show you mine... Fuck... you..."
Stefan frowns. "You are an enemy... twisting what Beatle meant... Beatle was perfect. You are an autistic disgusting fuck."
"And I'm their King. Proudly... Pridefully... So, piss off..."
Stefan charges and Miguel teleports away, sliding on his paws, with his skin shredded all over the ground.
Miguel roars at Stefan, charging only for Stefan to blast heat vision toward Miguel, one by one decimating his fellow Aswangs.
Miguel roars as he masterfully copies Stefan's technique and proceeds to blast heat vision from his own eyes, ones that freeze Stefan. He shatters through the clandestine ice and heaadbutts Miguel.
Miguel does his Aerial Hell Cartwheel Kick and spin kicks Stefan over and over, who keeps tanking all of Miguel's attacks, before finally burning the rubber helmet on Stefan's head, as he enters Stefan's mind with Eyes of Lightning.
"NO!!! WHAT... WHAT IS THIS POWER!!!!???"
Miguel smirks, ticking his wings. He zaps his brain. "A major turn off..."
Stefan's eyes turn blank, falling to his knees as blood drips from his nose.
"Eat telepathic prowess, motherfucker..."
Stefan falls face first, unconscious.
Miguel slowly turns to meet... The Eradicator. Nothing but a tin bucket with a blaster on its face. Miguel growls at him with so much hatred steaming from his eyes.
"Bati me all you want. Honk honk... I will be your eradication... Filthy... Aswang..."