Origin of the Emerald Avenger, Part Eight

Continued from Part Seven

Dave flipped through the paper. In the obituaries, a familiar name punched him. “Oh no—Jimmy!” He buried his face in his hands, and wept.

“See what happens when you run from your destiny?”

Dave glanced behind him.

Zolgron folded his arms, his eyes hard. “Now, what are you going to do about it?”

Dave’s chest heaved. He focused on an action figure Derrick had left lying out. The toy melted into plastic goo. “Something like that to whoever’s responsible.”

Zolgron smirked. “Don’t melt your-self.”


“You promised to be there. You weren’t. Now, you must make amends by catching the killers, but you are the one to blame.”

Dave bit his lip—Zolgron was right. He knelt. “I will make amends.”

Continued Next Tuesday

Tales of the Dim Knight is coming out as book later this Summer