Druid in the Marvel Universe Chapter 113: Star-Lord Must Die

The old man Sloan was decked out in a sharp brown suit, looking all dapper and stuff.

He waved off a lackey trying to help him, pulled out a white handkerchief, wiped the blood off his hands, and then stuffed it into his suit's shoulder, probably to press on the wound.

Alvin kinda respected the old dude; he had a lot of class, maybe 'cause he knew he was about to kick the bucket!

Sloan adjusted his collar, flashed a smile with his pearly whites, and said, "Hey there, Mr. Phil, sucks to meet like this, huh?"

Looking at Megan, Sloan gave a bitter smile and said, "Didn't think you'd be the one to finish me off. But hey, that's good; you should be that kind of person, Megan!"

Megan looked at Sloan with a mix of emotions and said, "Why? This was all a scam, right? You tricked everyone, didn't you?

Your name showed up on the Loom of Fate, didn't it?"

Sloan smiled, glanced at his jittery subordinates, and said to Megan, "I used to believe in the Loom of Fate's magic; it was supposed to keep the world running. I fought for it with everything I had!

Until one day, it wove my name, then yours, yours, yours, and yours!"

Sloan pointed at his subordinates one by one, saw their shocked faces, and then looked at Megan, saying softly, "And your name! You had just joined us that year!

When I was ready to fight for it all my life, it told me it didn't need me anymore!

Isn't that a kick in the teeth?

What was I supposed to do? Tell you all you were gonna die, and then off myself?"

Alvin was taken aback. He always thought the loom was a scam from the get-go; he never bought into that stuff. If fate was real, changing it with a loom seemed pretty dumb.

But Sloan's words kinda made sense. It didn't add up for the leader of an organization to screw up so bad as to put his own name on the death list.

Alvin curiously asked, "So, what names did that so-called loom spit out later? Besides yours?"

Sloan smiled bitterly and said, "Every time we got new members, their names would pop up on the loom, no exceptions!

It just wanted us gone from the world!"

Alvin smelled a big ol' conspiracy brewing.

Unless Sloan was full of it, someone had it out for the Assassins' Guild.

Megan's face twisted into a weird smile as she muttered, "So, the Loom of Fate is real! And we're the doomed ones."

Before Megan could finish, Alvin pinched her cheek hard.

Alvin looked at her with pity and said softly, "We gotta believe in science. I'm the principal of Lincoln Valley School; you can trust me. There's gotta be a logical explanation for this; otherwise, why would it target small fries like you?"

Alvin glanced around at everyone. He felt kinda bad for these folks; they didn't even have their own minds. Instead, Sloan made him feel a bit of admiration; this was a guy with the guts to fight fate. Of course, more likely, he was just scared of dying.

But Alvin always liked to think of his opponents as tougher; otherwise, always facing dumb enemies would make him look less cool!

Alvin smiled at Megan and said, "Is Megan your nickname or real name?"

Megan frowned a bit and said, "It's a code name. My real name is Angelina Julie."

Alvin laughed and pointed at Megan, saying, "You said yesterday that name was awful!"

Turning to Sloan, Alvin said seriously, "So, does that machine usually spit out the target's real name or their common name? That's a big deal!"

Sloan was stunned. This was crucial because the realness of the names on the list determined if the Loom of Fate was legit. God wouldn't mess up the names!

"My name is John Cena, and the loom gave Sloan, Cliff Robin, the repairman. This is a scam; we've been duped for two hundred years! How is that even possible?"

Sloan, looking kinda nuts, leaped over Corpse Flower's body and bolted into the factory. Suddenly, Corpse Flower didn't seem so scary anymore.

A bunch of Assassins' Guild members were left scratching their heads, not sure how to deal with Alvin and Megan. Just a minute ago, they were ready to kill each other, and now they were supposed to be on the same team. Talk about awkward.

Megan stared at Alvin with wide eyes, like she was seeing flowers bloom on his face.

Alvin shrugged and grinned, "See? I told you, talking things out first is the way to go. Always shooting first is a bad habit!"

Megan rolled her eyes. She and Cross, who was lying on the ground, didn't have nearly as many kills as Alvin!

"Why are you helping me? We didn't even know each other before! You don't seem like the type to stick your nose in other people's business," Megan asked, curious.

Alvin chuckled, "Maybe you were my dream girl in a past life, and I just happen to need a girlfriend now!"

Megan's sexy lips curved into a playful smile, "I gotta tell you, I already have a boyfriend. What are you gonna do about that?"

Alvin glared at her, "What am I gonna do? I'll get rid of him! Isn't it a bit greedy to have two boyfriends?"

Glancing at the assassins still surrounded by Corpse Flower, Alvin said in a mockingly cold voice, "Is he one of these guys? Maybe I should just take them all out!"

Commanding Corpse Flower to point its terrifying mouth at the guy who looked a lot like Star-Lord, Alvin's eyes sparkled with laughter as he looked at Megan, "Is it him? He looks the dumbest, just as dumb as a guy named Star-Lord I know!"

Seeing Alvin's eyes, Megan finally smiled, showing a cheerful expression. She had always been a cheerful girl, and things weren't as bad as she thought.

Sloan was still a bad guy, but he hadn't betrayed them; he had protected everyone. As for being used, who cared? Sloan paid them well, enough for her to afford a Ferrari!

As for faith, if it was just a scam, she had already risked her life for it today, even though Alvin had taken all the bullets. But what could she do? She couldn't stop that man!

The assassin who looked a lot like Star-Lord, Barry, was trembling. He felt like he was gonna pee himself. He had just slept with James's girlfriend; why was this guy after him?

This thing was really scary; even the scariest horror movies didn't have something like this!

Getting shot wasn't scary; Barry considered himself a tough guy. But thinking about being swallowed by this thing and dying a miserable death, Barry couldn't help but jump and shout at Megan, "Hey, control this thing! Where the hell did you get a boyfriend?"

Megan finally couldn't help but bury her head in Alvin's shoulder, her shoulders shaking with laughter, "Haha, he really is dumb!"

Alvin, feeling a bit proud, took the opportunity to hug Megan's shoulder and said, "Seriously, don't hang out with these fools anymore; it makes you look less smart!"

Megan looked up at Alvin, her eyes full of laughter, "So what should I do? Where can I go?"

Alvin looked at Megan, feeling his heart beat a little faster. He took a deep breath and said with a smile, "I've planned a road trip across the U.S., and there's an empty seat in my passenger seat!

You must be that passenger, right?"

Megan spread her arms, tidied her slightly messy hair, and smiled charmingly at Alvin, looking like a siren from mythology, ready to steal a man's heart.

"I'll consider it, seeing as you're a gentleman!"

On the other side, Barry was about to lose it. Corpse Flower's big mouth was already pressed against his head, and disgusting liquid was pouring all over him.

Barry shouted in despair, "Why don't you two get a room?

Get this damn thing away from me! And I'm not Star-Lord!"