Long Ago, In A Comic-Con Far, Far Away...(Solo)

Akshay sighed as he glanced back over and found Newman half asleep, leaning against the railing. The wordsmith shook his head as he finally caught his breath. God, they made all this look so easy in the movies! There were epic sword fights, flips, jumps, kicks, Force powers; why the hell was it so difficult? Akshay guessed that people in those movies were, 1) well trained, and 2) there were a lot of breaks in between all the action. That’s what he gets for believing the movies with such fervor. Maybe next time he’ll know to not listen to them!

Sitting there, waiting for the security to come, he peeked back over once he heard the shifting the movement and little cough. Apparently Newman had also just found his breath and was beginning to stand.

Akshay sighed as he stood up as well. He guessed that it was time to get back to it.

“Newman, seriously, just stop,” Akshay implored. “I’m starting to get worried that you are going to get a heart attack or something.”

“Pssh, I’m fine,” Newman breathed heavily and lifted his saber again. “Let’s end this.”

Akshay rolled his eyes as he collapsed his lightsaber and attached it to his belt again, shaking his head no. As much as he did not like the man, he was not going to be responsible for him having some grand mal heart attack or something as ridiculous as that.

“Newman, no,” he said seriously and then motioned over the edge of the railing. “Look, convention security is already on the way, Samus got away. Just stop, man, this is over. Besides…when did you find out you were a mutant?”

Newman blinked as he tilted his head. Then he shrugged. “When I was 18. Who cares?! Listen, Akshay, I’m not leaving here without that memorabilia! Even if I have to go through you!”

He then raised his arms and instantly Akshay could already see his body beginning to form seams and breaking down into several spheres of various sizes. He was planning to escape! But as Akshay eyed him, he only shook his head. He was not going to let the man escape, especially since he was not the only mutant in the building…

“Guess what, Newman? If found out at 13,” he said. Then bellowed out the word “THUUUUUUNDER--!!” a shiny word “THUNDER” formed in the air between them which was just startling enough to shock Newman to keep from fully shifting. Akshay quickly grabbed the large word and struck it, hard, against the man’s shoulder. “Cats!”

Newman squealed as he was startled enough to fall over the ledge and into the mattresses down below, just as security ran up to him. Akshay grinned as he let the word fall apart in his hands. He then winked as he peered over the edge and nodded to Newman. Looking up though, after making sure that Newman was being pulled to his feet and in the midst of being escorted out, he grinned when he looked past them to see Samus standing there, her prize in hand and with a wide smile on her face. She was gorgeous and she was waiting for him.

This had to be…the best Comic-Con…EVER!