Chapter 32 - Back to High School! And Peter Park (1/2)

”Peter run! They are right on our trail!” I yelled behind me.

'Ugh, I am going as fast as I can, Aaron! You know this would have never happened if you didn't punch Flash!” Peter yelled back at me. He was annoyed but also smiling at Flash being punched.

”Oh come on we both know that arrogant d*ck deserved it. Also, why are we even running? I will just take them all on and show them there place HAHAHAHA!” I yelled back while skidding to a stop.

”There they are! Come here, you punk's!” Some idiot highschoolers came around the corner chasing us.

”Aaron come on! There are like 10 of them and only two of us!” Peter yelled at me, worried about his only friend.

”I know the odds are very unfair. To them! HAHAHAHA!” I laughed, feeling happy.

”I'm going to put you in your place, Aaron! You will regret punching me so much you'll wish you were umm... You wish you didn't punch me!” A tired Flash came running at us.

”Oh, is that really the best you can do? Pathetic mongrel I will show you the ways of the hero and villain quips!” I said while laughing, ”Now lesson 1 always act like you have everything under control when you are a villain! You should say something like we can do this the easy way or the hard way. And then I say I'll take the hard way then punch ou again HAHAHA!” I laughed.

Now either you're wondering how the hell did I get in this predicament or you're just like Saitama wondering what the hell you're going to have for dinner. And may I give you a suggestion? PIZZA! Anyway, now that we have your dinner sorted, you can focus on my fantastic book. Let me flashback to yesterday.

-- yesterday --

”Jarvis I'm bored, and I don't know when precisely the Hulk movie starts. How about I go and meet Peter Parker? Yeah, that sound's fun! Jarvis enroll me in Midtown High! And use this face as an identification.” I henge'd into... What should I transform into? I know Gilgamesh! (Took me 10 minutes to decide on that)

”Yes, and what will your name be sir? And where were you born?” Jarvis asked me currently creating a fake ID.

”My name is Gilgamesh Archer. I was born in New York. Parent's both dead. And I am the heir to a wealthy family. Jarvis create that family name and make it rich and influential and hack into all record's and make it so that they existed for about 50 years. Also, make it so that all of them were killed in a tragic plane accident and I was still a baby and home with a nanny. That nanny died last year.” I told him what I wanted my tragic backstory to be. Everyone he cared for dead, and is rich. Who wouldn't like me?

”It will be done, sir. You will be able to attend tomorrow morning.” Jarvis informed me.

”Great now my boredom will finally be over!” I exclaimed happily.

-- Next morning at midtown high --

”Sir the Lamborghini Aventador is out of repair. Would you like to use it today?” Jarvis inquired.

”Yes. Also, get me some new clothes.” (what he wore during fate/stay night) I asked Jarvis.

Twenty minutes later and I was out the door and driving to Midtown High in a Lamborghini Aventador. I drove in it a lot my last life, so this is nothing new.