Chapter 2: And it begins!! Hidden Abilities!!

Chapter 2: And it begins!! Hidden Abilities!!

 (Previously...)

Was he hurt somehow and was trying to get me to help him? If it was the old gullible me from before, who by the way was no more. It felt like he was calling out in distress instead of, 'hey Jack come let me help you for what I did before.' But no, he sounded hurt, "help me, please, Jack!!" I heard him yell as I saw him lean against the wall and holding his arm. Now getting a better look of him, his arm was bleeding and dripping of the alley ground. 

I could only see a shadow of the guy now, but I knew his outline, and since I saw him go in there from a few minutes ago. And since I've worked for him before, It was Chavez for sure. Wait... Chavez would never have ask for help from anyone. It had all the makings of being played, a trap to say, not falling for that s***. And be like the old me, no way. I was once an idiotic person and would fall for things like that in a heartbeat before...

And I mean, I used to be that gullible, like all the time, but not anymore. I let him think that I still had a bleeding-heart, then take them by surprise when the right time came and turn it against them. There was never a doubt in my mind that he was sending me into a trap. No one was that stupid enough to cry out in the middle of an alley, not knowing how they used to treat me in the past. 

But things were different now, if this happened before shit hit the fan, and I didn't know what he knew. Back then, I would have turned around and lent out a hand, but the world is different now, I was different now. With my mind made up, I turned around to leave, when I heard his cry again, this time I felt that tugging feeling in my gut. Something else was wrong and I called out to him, "Hello? Chavez is that you?"

I paused at the sudden feeling of DeJa'Vu, I felt it before, it was a feeling of danger, right before everything went black in my old life. When I heard his voice again, but it had changed, it was more shrilly sound to it now, and as he kept calling out, it changed time and time again. His voice sounded different than a minute ago, right now it sounded more... more like moans now, than a call.

There was more of a screech to the voice now and my guard went up automatically. If whatever came out from that alley was anything other than Chavez, I would kill whatever came out. It sounded like Chavez was calling out was in pain and was confused, you know like when you're drunk and need help, but in a screechy kind of way. Like they didn't know what was going on and I was hoping that it wasn't what it seemed.

A sudden flash back came to mind at that moment, right before having been rebirthed. Like a memory that was being unlocked. As I started to see myself as if I was floating above the room I was brought into when I got shot. I was in an operating room and being transferred onto a different gurney where three doctors and two nurses where wearing operating fatigues and were ready to operate on me for some reason.

After about two hours getting operated on, I was led out and into a washroom like showers. Where different types of rollable beds were meant to wash my operated-on body. After the nurses washed, cleaned, and changed my body of all the blood that covered me before, I transferred onto a new comfortable gurney bed and was covered in a fluffy warm blanket, it felt like I was back in my mother's embrace, like I when I was a baby.

I remembered the feeling of confusion because I thought I had died. Wait... I died before this, what the f**k is happening? Then, who the hell am I Pictures of an unfamiliar life I didn't ever remember about started to play in my head, so this was the second life I had lived and didn't remember about. When I was locking all those unneeded memories away, I didn't see to many memories of the second life I had lived.

I thought maybe that I had amnesia or something and forgot that part of the memories. But who knew that they were just locked away deeper in my subconscious when I was born anew. But it was different than I remembered from the previous two other lives. Not the whole life just glimpses, then flashes of the death of the second life and... still doesn't describe the way I died in the end.

I can remember the heaviness of the undercarriage plate of the semi I was working on as it fell on top of me. But those are memories of my last life... how did I die in the second life? Unless there was more to my second life, and it was locked away. My mind was throbbing with a headache now, a sudden multitude of noises from somewhere unknown were entering my head and giving me a huge headache

Unfamiliar noises, banging sounds, loud voices surrounding me, I heard a loud scream of one of my exco-workers and then, "I'm so sorry Steve." "Who the f**k is Steve? I said to myself. And then more voices were heard, "please God let him be alright!" 'Who the f**k was that?' Hell, I could still feel the impact of the plate hitting body as it squashed me against the oil trenched walkway the Pep Boys had.

Wait... that never happened, what am I remembering? What is this? And just as quick as they came, and just like that, the voices went quiet, nothing else came to be heard. Shaking my head from the throbbing headache and trying to remember something, anything else. I never saw who was talking, but I knew that one of those voices was Jake, my ex-coworker, but why was he saying he was sorry?

I had to think about what just happened. I needed a place to think and meditate quickly before I lose this feeling. So, I left Chavez to his own accord or demise, whichever it was. I had made my way to the nearest hotel and rented a room for the night. I needed to meditate and get these memories back on lock and key and get myself back on track. Where I am now, not before, lock everything away again, everything that isn't pertinent to the here and now.

I'll handle what I can later when I have time and in a safe area. After entering the Holiday Inn, I paid for a room for the night and barricaded the front door from any entry. I had moved the large entertainment center to block the door and lodged a chair under the doorknob, so it would be hard to get into the room. I needed all the protection, so I could have a semblance of safety while I was undergoing meditation.

All time was lost as entered my mindscape, and it took six hours of meditating to get a clear picture of what happened a few hours ago. These memories were painful at that and locking everything away again was a pain on the ass because I needed to inlock the hidden box first. All those locked away memories and feelings that were first locked away came back like a torrent of bulls on your ass.

After getting everything under control, and after seeing a few of those glimpses I had gone through, I now knew where I was brought too. And let me tell you, I'm not in Kansas anymore Dorithy. I found out that I was brought to the world of the motherf**ken Walking Dead show. When I realized where I was, the hidden memories flooded in my head once more, it was a good thing I was already alone because I lashed out big time. 

I started remembering that before I took over this body back at the hospital, the old bodies recipient was from another world himself as a matter of fact. He was... something else entirety, then he got himself killed. "F**KEN IDIOT!!" Was all I could say. After I collected myself, I started going over the memories of to the old me, here the one that died or was it that he wanted to die? I don't know and I don't want to know.

When he or I now, was in a coma, as I was being reinserted into this dying body, I could see that he was being visited by a couple of police officers that were investigating a shoot-out where the old body's me was found. I just floated by the body as he was being visited by these police officers. At the time I didn't know who they were but when one officer mentioned the other officers name, that was when it hit me.

I suddenly knew who they both were. They both were the main characters of season one and two of The Walking Dead, the Sheriff Rick Grimes and side kick officer Shane Walsh, those two who had paid the old body me a visit while I was in a coma. Even though I or better he was still in a coma, I could still see when they came by and what they asked the nurse all about the area where they had found me.

They had come to see if they could get any more information on the shootout from the old me was found. Which they couldn't, due to the old me being to disorientated when they brought me in and then went into a coma, then a few days later the old me died, and that was when I took over. Man... things are getting out of hand and wasn't even in control of this body yet. I think that is why I stayed in a coma for so long.

I was getting in tuned or frequency with the old me's body. This means I'm f**ked, I don't even have any powers that I know of. Anyways, the dead have already started to walk, f**k. I just couldn't believe that this world was f***en real. I enjoyed this show very much when I last saw it. Was I going crazy? This must be a lucid dream or maybe nightmare!! I tried to get a handle on myself, I was starting to lose it again.

But I just kept thinking of the dead walking and how I am going to make it in this world. If that thing that I just met was a dead Chavez, or starting to be, a walking dead out there in the alley, this town is f**ked and maybe me with since I'm here as well. F**k, f**h, f**k!! I'm not ready for this s**t. I lost track of time and soon the hours passed quickly, the night came and went as the new day arrived.

And after I got myself together, I left the room and scrambled away from that alley I saw yesterday. I needed to find me some cold steel weapons, those would come in real handy right now. A stick, a bar, anything to defend myself, at least for the start, it wasn't so bad at the start. Then I remembered that a few days ago, when I was watching TV, the news appeared as a special report, and I changed the channel at first.

--Reminiscing 5 days ago...--

I didn't pay too much attention at first to what was going on in other places across the world, so I ignored most of it. But then there were rumors about an outbreak in France happening, that was 10 days ago, f**k!! There was a rumor which I steadily ignored because first, I wasn't in France in the first place, and second, who cared, I had too much going on here to care what happened elsewhere. 

I didn't really believe what was going on, anyways. In my old life, shit like this popped up all over the news, all the time and nothing came out of it. Some celebrity was fighting with this celebrity, meanwhile America just bombed Syria, and we are going to war with Afghanistan, again. Too much bad news was floating around to care at the time... things never changed. 

So, I paid no mind to this virus that made a fever run so high, that it practically turned you into a human furnace and that when it finally ends up killing you. Well now I know, it ends up bringing you back to life, but instead of you being you, you instead become a mindless person that's only care about one thing. The hunger, the hunger for human flesh, the constant moaning and walking in search of living flesh.

That news reports should have clued me into the universe that I was shoved into, but you can't fault me for not paying attention, and not connecting the dots when I was too busy rebuilding this life from the death of both my parents and the betrayal from my so-called wife. Of course, the old me being killed made matters worse, and me being unconscious for six months didn't help either. 

I should have known it wasn't just a rumor, no rumor was that detailed and instead, I had my eyes woken up to the truth, a little too late, literally! I have to get out of the city and into a nice off the wall lost in the woods type of place. Maybe a large fence and wall around the home. F**k, I have to work fast, before I won't be able to do anything to save my life. So, I did what any other self-respecting Apocalyptic prepper would do.

I hid until I was ready and trained the shit out of killing with a knife and bought me some illegal weapons with silencers to boot. A few AK's, 3 M16 A4, three hunting knives, and a lot of ammo. And it all went to the hidey hole I had in the woods off that I had placed for you know hiding from people and way off the grid. Now I have to wait till all the first drama hits the fan and try to get as much needed food as I could before it all went to s**t.

--June 20,2010--

Well, it's been a month now and as you know it, the world went to shit. All sorts of chaos ensued the whole world after a few cities and towns went quiet. People's true nature and intentions showed, while no governments or armies gave a s**t on what was going on in the United States of s**t land. No law enforcement was routed to make a difference, all locations within the state there was mayhem all over cities and it spread quickly.

And looting was the first to hit every major city and town across the Unites Staes if not the world. Then robbing of convenient stores came next and then the killing right after. People just lost all hope and any semblance of humanity as they world went from safety to undead chowing on the living in a month. And it all started from all cities where boats and major airlines landed. Ohhh sure, it started slowly, but I knew it was gonna worse.

--August 2, 2010--

It's been a two and months since I've been wandering the states and sighs of infection has stated to show in the center of the U.S. A walker here and there can be seen, but nothing major yet. But I know that when one is seen, a herd will follow not soon after. Right now I find myself resting in an empty delivery truck I found at the side of the road I was walking on. I had jimmy rigged the door to open and found myself in the back of the cargo hold.

No, the truck wasn't working; I had a long day walking in the heat and needed some sleep and somewhere safe to stay for a while. After securing the doors and windows, I set my comfy sleeping bag down for a well need rest. As I was sleeping, I came awoke to a different scene. It was like when I was back in the hospital, it felt like a dream. The dream was showing me things I've never witnessed before, oohhh s**t, here we go again.

More locked away memories, why the f**k is this happening?' I said to myself as I was floating in the air and an image of what seemed like a man was standing in front of me. As I was following the dream played out, I noticed quickly that I wasn't dreaming, but I wasn't in control either. It was a memory I was reliving but it was live. The man in front of me came into perspective and looked like me but wasn't.

It was the old me and he was holding something in his right hand. Then the thing suddenly disappeared in thin air, like a magic trick. I was surprised too what he did, then he did it again, and made that item that disappeared, reappear. It looked like he had one of those item storage things from those RPG games I used to play, an inventory or something like that, isn't that what they were called?

I wondered if I he was showing me that I had that ability and if I did, man that would be a game changer for me. I snapped out of my thoughts as soon as I saw him do something else. He was immediately covered in a strange suit that appear around him. As if the suit was acting like black ink that slowly covered his whole body. Don't tell me that I have a Venom symbiote suit and it was bonding with this body?

I was speechless, I've never seen a suit like that, I mean I have but it was in the Guyver Syfy movie, I had seen back in the early 90's. But the suit was totally different, it looked more like a late Power Ranger suit. What did they call it, 'The Dino Thunder suit' but more metallic liquid like. Then I saw myself, the other me, lift a f**ken car with that suit, 'damn, what a f**ken suit' was all I could think.

I started to think as I saw him perform different moves with the suit, and let me tell you, it was f**ken amazing. You know what? It looked like that suit in that one anime show, aaa, I can't remember. People that were killed reappeared in a room and they had to fight aliens for their freedom, and after accumulating a certain amount of points, they were free to leave. AAHHH, yes... F**k!! I lost the memory.

Anyways, I feel in love with the suit instantly, then suddenly everything went black again. Next thing I knew, I was in an empty space again. When I suddenly heard footsteps coming toward me. Now, what the f**j was going on? Soon after, I saw the old me in front of me. "Do you like the body? I kept it well proportioned." He said to me, and I was confused as to why am I talking to myself like this?

Why would he ask if I like the body? "Who are you?" I asked him as he just kept staring at me. "Well, I am you, Jack Willson, and that body used to be mine. Well... before I died that is." He said as my eyes were about to come out from my head. "What do you mean, this body was yours? But you're me?" I was still confused. "Yes, that correct, that body used to be occupied by me. I am what you would call a small god of sorts."

That was when a small movie screen appeared and showed me what he was. He showed me a world that looked like Ancient China, the past China. Where you could see people practically jumping high up in the air and flying. Then he continued talking, "I was temporarily trapped in that body by a larger god that was upset with me for personal reasons. I won't bore you with the details. Anyway, I was released right when I died, and you took it over."

Still lost at what he was saying, "then how did a god die. Aren't you all, I don't know immortal?" Then I saw him laugh at what I said. "In certain points we are, yes. We would be immortal. But what you did when you came along freed me from that mortal coil prison. Which returned me back into the god I once was. With your interference in intercepting that body, I was released from that prison I was in. And for that I thank You!!"

Surprised at what he said, I wanted to ask more but he didn't give me that chance. "Let me explain something to you. I was immortal in that body, but I could still die. But then I would be reinserted right back into that body and be a prisoner again. Well, until i dies or was killed again. But you intercepted the body as I died and I for a better word ascended back to my godhood. I was surprised that happened as well."

He stepped forward as he stood right in front of me, "as a reward for freeing me from my prison, mortal. I am giving you the privilege of using that body and the gifts I left in it. The two things you saw are available to you when you awaken, but you have to figure out a way to unlock the nano-suit gift. Once you do, you can split and share it with only one other person. Choose wisely to whom you give the second suit too!!"

I interrupted him and spoke out of turn, "Now say what now?" "HAHAHAHAA!!" He laughed harder than before. "You heard me correctly mortal. You will be able to use the item inventory that body has. It has enough space that you could put the moon in it, and still have enough room for more stuff. That's available once you leave here, and the suit you're on your own on that one."

He looked directly into my eyes, then said, "here's a hit... think mortal danger. Ohhh, be warned mortal, people who see your power will want to imprison you for its uses, just because you could do what they can't. I should know, I spent many years prisoner in a few countries because they saw me do special things. Be safe and maybe I will see you out there in the cosmos, one never knows."

As he finished talking, he started to fade away, "WAIT!!' I called out, but to no avail, he disappeared. As soon as he was gone, I suddenly awoke with sweat on my brow, and I was breathing heavily. "Was that a dream? Or was it real? Am I going crazy already?" After calming down a bit, 'Hey I might as well try. To see if I'm crazy or not.' I thought to myself as I grabbed the nearest thing to try the inventory feature.

I tried to make my bottled water go into my inventory, which a second later, it did. "This is a f**ken game changer!!" I said too damn loud, as I looked around, fearing that someone or something heard me. After waiting for a few minutes of nothing happening, I felt relieved. "Good, no one heard me. I need to stop doing things like that." I was happy this happened, now I should be ready to face the undead world with open arms.

--Auguste 2, 2010--

Soon after, I left the area and started collecting everything from clothes, food, guns, ammo, fuel, and even a few large vehicles. It was great... until a month later, I noticed something strange happening to me. I had wanted to collect a certain vehicle, an RV to be exact. When I noticed something off, I don't know how to explain it. Well... I was looking under the hood of the RV, when suddenly the RV's specifications showed themselves in front of me.

In what I mean was, like miniature screen popped in front of me and showed me all the information on what I was touching. I knew how the thing I was touching worked. When I touched the engine, it showed me its combustion ratio, to how the transmission shifted gears. Even brought up designs on how to modify said object and make it work better. Like for instance the engine; pull it out and modify the intakes to keep the engine cooler.

How to modify the fuel injection to save better gas expenditure on the engine from 4 to 1 ratio. To how to modify the transmission shifting gears so they could slide smoother and not cause friction and wear down the clutch plate, things like that. It was weird at first but then, I wanted to know more, as I continued to see what I could do to this RV in front of me. As I was traveling on foot, I came across an old-abandoned home, and I wanted it.

So, I looked over the whole house to see if I could find the keys, but no luck. The owner must have taken the keys with him/her. So, I looked under the hood to see if I could hot-wire it without the keys. Or to see what was wrong with it and why they didn't take the RV with them. So what did do, I put in my inventory. So, when I found an RV park or RV parts store, I'll get the parts that I need to fix or upgrade this thing.

And to my surprise, I knew right away what was wrong with it, the touch happened. It felt like I did it automatically, it was concerning and exciting at the same time. Here's an example of everything the touch showed me. This RV I was touching is a 2010 Seneca RV, very sleek.

--Screen View--

2010 Jayco Seneca RV:

Engine Duramax / V8, Cylinders 8, Horsepower: 330 hp @ 3,000 RPM;

Torque 620 ft-lbs. @ 1,600 RPM, Upgradable to 5000 RPM's, Torque upgradable to 1500 ft0lbs @ 2500 RPM;

Displacement 6.6 liters, W/Turbocharged, Fuel Type: Diesel; upgradable to Alternate Fuel: Flex fuel;

Carburetion Type: Fuel Injected, Fuel Capacity: 80.0-gal, Fuel tank Capacity upgradable to 150-gal.

Chassis Brand Kodiak, Chassis Model C5500, Driveline Type 4X2., upgradable to 4X4 type and Chassis Model D7200;

Transmission Brand: Allison Transmission: 6 Speed Automatic, upgradable w/Overdrive;

Dimensions of RV: Length; 37.4 ft. (449 in.), upgradable to 52.3 ft. extendable side railing.

Height; 12 ft. (144 in.), upgradable to 18 ft. extendable roof reinforced railing;

Interior Height; 6.67 ft. (80 in.), upgradable to 9.1 ft extendable railing.

Total weight and towing Capacity; 8,000 lbs., upgradable to 22,000 lbs. with new Chassis.

GVWR; 22,000 lbs., Holding Tanks: 1 Fresh Water Holding Tank; 81.5-gal, 2 Gray Water Holding Tanks; 82.0-gal, 1 Black Water Holding Tank; 66.0-gal., Propane Tank(s), 2 Propane Tank, 1 Propane Tank; Capacity: 13.2-gal, second Propane Tank Capacity: 56 lbs., all water tanks upgradable to 100-gal capacity, and propane tanks to 80-gal capacity.

Body Material: Aluminum, upgradable to cobalt steel light weight;

Sidewall Construction; Fiberglass, upgradeable to bullet proof triple layer polyurethane glass;

1 Power retractable Awning; Length: 17 ft. (204 in.),

2-bedroom: large king Bed 2 fits 7 adults, upgradable to 4 large queen size extendable beds wall hide away;

Carpet flooring in all rooms except kitchen; Main room large king size bed extendable; leather sofa, 1 recliner.

Kitchen / Living Area Flooring Type; Carpet / Vinyl, w/satellite,

32' TV; upgradeable to 62' TV wall screen;

Automatic Air Conditioned: 27,000 BTUs,

Kitchen Table Configuration: 6-person Bench Seats, upgradeable to large wall hide away extendable table with chairs;

Oven w4/Burners, Refrigerator Size: Mid-Size, upgradeable to large walk-in cold storage refrigerator;

Electric / Propane, Toilet: Porcelain, full Shower.

Plastic glass door, upgradeable to bullet proof triple layer polyurethane glass door;

Driver, and passenger seats, upgradeable to swivel, power adjustable, leather Bucket seats;

all electrical with power conversion from watts to amps, upgradeable to solar panels.

The only thing that was missing were the ammunition and weapons port holes. And that's how I've been spending these last three weeks. I've been upgrading the RV I found. Went around collecting tools, mechanical and electrical stuff, cars, trucks, motor bikes, stoves, washers, anything dealing with mechanics and electricity. It was good that I found most of it as I traveled along. I didn't want some shmuk to ruin my time or freaking out.

I even packed a few different types of RV's as I went along. Hey, never know when I'll need one for myself, right!! Since then, I'd have been carrying myself at a distance from anyone, especially those that resembled being bitten or infected. I had collected a few things on the way, you know the basics; like food, water, guns, ammo, fuel, and the most important, toilet paper.

You can't live without toilet paper in a zombie apocalypse, no matter what, butt whipping paper is a must in the apocalypse. And if you find wipes it is even better but make use of them lightly.

(To be Continued...)