(This will make about as much sense as a dream does. It's Shizuo's last memory of his world..... with the ending it should have had. A guy can dream, right?)
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Get back here!!" Shizuo shouts, running after a black haired man in a fur-trimmed jacket. He chases after him right across a street with no regard for traffic, and is gaining on him when...
Screeeeeccccchhh! A huge truck rams into Shizuo, who flies through the air before hitting the pavement with a dull thud. Onlookers begin to gather about the site and stare in horror, whispering to each other.
"Is he dead?"
"That homie's number is up!"
"No way..."
The black haired man Shizuo had been chasing walks up to the truck. Voice oozing with smugness and satisfaction, he says, "I can't believe you fell for the same old gag from high school. You really are a slow learner, Shizu-chan."
At that, the truck begins shaking. There is the sharp sound of metal being torn and bent as Shizuo slowly lifts the truck, grunting and arms wavering from the effort.
"WHAT WAS THAT.... ABOUT ME BEING A SLOW LEARNER?!" With an 'RAARGGHH,' he manages to lift the truck completely, and throws it at his foe. Too shocked to move, the black haired man is hit with the truck full force, and flies into the air such a great distance that he eventually can't be seen anymore. It's unlikely that he's even living at this point.
Shizuo stands, breathing heavily and with a shocked expression on his face. The shock quickly makes way for a vicious, self-satisfied smile. "I finally did it... I killed that damn flea!" He really can't believe it... Finally, after all this time!
Suddenly, a piece of cake topped with excessive frosting and a strawberry appears on a plate in front of him, and a fork appears in his hand. His Petilil and Growlithe run onto the scene, wearing party hats and blowing kazoos. This does call for a celebration, after all. The onlookers who haven't already run away all suddenly have cake as well. It's a party!