16 Books, book and books
Zach gets back to his house while a tower of books wobble in his hands, opening the door somehow he walks into the house.
Ouch!, Crash
He bumps into someone and falls over,
Rubbing his head he looks at the person who had just been knocked over and sees his mother.
.Mum, are you ok?.
"You walked into me so no!"
.It was an accident, sorry.
Looks like at Zach angrily and walks into the kitchen. Zach sighs and begins picking up the books.
He eventually gets to his room, sits down and breaths out. He starts putting the books into his small bookshelf, when he runs out of room he starts stacking them next to it.
.With the books ill get from Mr. Robinson ill have reading material for the week.
With this thought Zach pulls out a piece of paper that he had stashed in his room.
Beep
Beep
"Zach... it must be you because your the only one who has this number"
.Yeah, I'm gonna be gone for a week and wanna know if i gonna get chased by some angry mobsters again.
"Not from the higher ups, my bets on the principle and his kid... Don't worry, they probably already forgot about you."
.If you say so, Thanks Kido.
Beep
Beep
Zach does the chores around his house and begins to study the Arabic books, Quickly night comes around and he plays CounterFight for another 30 minutes before going to sleep.
Zach finds himself on a beautiful beach with white sand and large waves,
.Another dream huh.
He attempts to dispel his wariness but fails, as he looks around he finds a small hut.
Approaching it he hears voices,
"Get off!, help! AHHHH!"
"Shut up!"
Zach walks into the hut quietly and sees a woman strapped to a surgical table with her hand fixed upwards, a man is standing next to her holding a finger... Her finger.
The woman spots Zach,
"Help me, please"
The womans face changes and morphs into his mothers face, the man looks back and laughs.
The man takes on the guise of his father and shouts,
"YOU DID THIS, THIS IS WHAT YOU DESERVE"
Zach tries to stop him as he raises his arm... Hes not fast enough and the mans arm brings down a cleaver completely severing his mothers head.
.NOOO!.
He wakes up sweating like the previous night.
.What's wrong with me!.
The rhetorical question is answered.
[Host appears to have early stages of PTSD]
.The thing war veterans get? How did i get it.
[Host murdered two people and crippled one, an average 15 yearold boy would usually be more effected by this fact]
.Don't remind me... Is there any way to heal it?.
[If host reaches level 5 and unlocks another system function it can be solved.]
.I guess i better hurry up then.
"Zach, i left breakfast on the table, i won't be seeing you off. Cya!"
His dad leaves in a hurry. Zach packs a few books in his rucksack and heads off to school.
The trip is quiet, people walking past, blue sky and a man about to punch.....
Zach dodges the punch at last second,
.What the fuck!.
He looks at his assailant and realises it's Raheem, he looks at Zach and runs into a park.
Zach follows to teach this punk a lesson. They run through the park, and into a dark forested area where Raheem finally stops.
"This is it, your gonna pay this time"
He pulls out a machete from behind a log and prepares a striking stance,
.Pfft, you really think i'm afraid of you? Let me guess, Grace saw me and wanted you to deal with me.
"Doesn't matter who said what or where they say you, your gonna die today."
.Somehow i doubt that, did you come here with anyone?.
"Obviously not"
.Any cameras?.
"Stop fuckin around, why would i put myself at risk."
Zach lets his tail unfurl out from behind him and hover mid air over his shoulder, Raheem is visibly shaken and almost drops his machete.
"What the fuck is that?"
.The question you should be asking is what you are to me, because right now all i see is blood.
The tails whips in the air smashing the machete out of his hand, he falls to the ground but quickly stands and tries to run.
The tail sharply changes direction and wraps his ankle stopping him in his tracks,
"STOP! You can't touch me, my family will never let you go!"
.It's a shame nobody knows your out here huh.
His face drains of blood turning white,
.You can't die on me yet, we're not done!.
Zach says with an innocent smile, he hangs Raheem upside down and prepares the dreidel.
.Aren't you used to this? I'm only gonna make some Halal Raheem.
Zach laughs at his poor joke and jams the dreidel into his exposed neck, he is careful not to get blood on himself.
"Stop, please"
His voice fades as his body loses moisture turning into a mummy.
[Human consumed +20]
.Show me the status.
[Zachary Miller - Human+ - Male
Condition - Healthy
Strength - 12
Intelligence - 10
Agility - 11
Stamina - 15
Spirit - 10
Luck - 10
Skill: Quick retreat, lv3 Pain resistance, Unveiling eye, Language comprehension, Phase,
Body mods : Prehensile tail,
LV4 Exp: 35/40]
.Hmmm, i was expecting more.
Zack lays the mummified corpse on the ground and leaves the park as secretly as possible.
He picks up a starbucks coffee on the way with the money someone donated to him again.
When he gets to school he can see Grace with her arms crossed looking at him dumbfounded.
