Snippet #981966

Not this again. Aslan ran into the alleyway, expecting a great chase to occur, but came to a halt when he saw the boy sitting on the grimy ground, eating the burger as if he hadn't eaten in years. He took a lean against the wall opposite of Matt. So he is Nemesis, thought Aslan. It did strike him odd that an alter hadn't taken a side at this point. "What does it do?" asked Aslan, refering to Matt's alter. He could sense that it was something powerful, but he still hadn't gotten figuring them all out down yet. Aslan felt a mosquito on his arm, but instead of swatting it, he used his confusion abilities on it. He felt the mosquito starting to twitch.