Second skill

As the sun's gentle rays of light illuminated my face, i woke up. Getting up from bed slowly, still lethargic as all hell, i went to the bathroom.

Looking at my dead fish eyes that now had black circles under them, made me recall what had happened yesterday. Tossing that aside as a mental note, i went to get a cold shower since i didn't get to take one yesterday.

Finally getting to park my ass on my throne, my amazing couch, i sunk into contemplation for a while. About whether what i did was right or not, or if i would continue this... Vigil?

Getting up to this point, and odd thought struck me: i wondered if what i had done had gotten me into the news. After all, it could mean the birth of a new villain or hero in the eyes of the uninformed.

Lo and behold, the first news channel i see on tv is reporting about it.

"A masked man wearing a white skull mask has, at around 2am, broken into an abandoned apartment building that was the hideout of a small gang. The lone man, armed with nothing but a revolver, took down 15 gangsters, as the witnesses have reported. As for the specifics of the crime, if it was revenge or a conflict of interest, is unknown. Furt-"

Turning off the TV, i sat there in silence for a while. Raising my hand up in front of my face, i realised it was the hand of someone who took 15 lives. Yet, compared to yesterday, i felt so much calmer about it. So much so that it felt... Less bad i guess would be the word? Than the one guy whose neck i cut when i died originally. Probably has to do with the difference between killing and feeling the impact of the weapon, and not feeling it, if i had to say. 

Looking at the time and seeing it was just slightly past noon, i decided i would once again play the role of vigilante tonight. It wouldn't feel right if i sat on my ass even as a recovery period.

Though, a whole gang was out of the question.

As i was about to get up, i realised i forgot something, as i lowered my ass back down

"System, whats the current progress?" i asked, hopeful, as i didn't check the system yesterday.

1 stat point available

1 skill point available

12/900

Seeing that it did take 300 yesterday to level it up, i felt elated. Then, turning my head i started looking at the mid range tree, as i was considering what to get.

<Deadeye I>

Headshot kills increase your Dexterity by 3% for 10 seconds. Stacks up to 5 times. Refreshable. 

<Rapid Reload>

You reload your revolvers 20% faster while out of focus. During focus, this bonus is increased by 50% (30% total)

<Control >

While aiming down a revolvers sights your Perception is increased by 5% and you experience 50% less recoil.

<Quickdraw >

While your revolver is holstered, and you shout "Draw!", you gain a 20% All-Stat boost for one second. Can only be activated once per day. 

<Akimbo >

When you wield 2 revolvers, you Dexterity is increased by 5%.

Looking at my selection, i thought for a moment before asking the system if refreshable meant that the previous stacks wouldn't be lost if i gain another. Seeing the affirmation coming from it, i put the point in Deadeye without thinking about it anymore. After all i would fight hordes of people in the future so having this would be a permanent Dexterity boost basically. 

Then, looking at the four big 7s in my stats i asked the system what each one is. 

<Strength >

Physical specifications, higher number means you're faster, you're tougher, and you're stronger. The most useful stat as every skill tree uses it for something, be it weapons, skills or equipment. 

Reading the description of it, i looked through the skills to verify what it said. Truthfully, seeing the damage increases and whatnot it gives to just weapons, yeah i could see why its the best stat. There was also no guarantee i could live long unless i got a somewhat tough body either,as theres definitely things that would hit me no matter what. 

<Dexterity >

Finesse and fine control. High levels will allow you to exhibit some body control and your accuracy. Scales with some skills and weapons. 

<Intelligence >

Your mental faculties. Provides defence against mental attacks and increases your processing power. Used for some equipment. 

<Perception >

Last but definitely not least, your senses. If you want to be the most accurate shot to ever exist you need to have both high Perception and Dexterity. Scales with some skills. 

Having read everything, i still decided to put in the point in Dexterity for now. Not only did the last point i put in it increase my marksmanship massively, i now had a skill that would scale with it. 

The next thing on my plan was to get myself a bigger gun. While the Redhawk, who was one of the allowed options for us cops, did seem appealing to me, i already used a model 10, so going to a model 29 makes more sense to me. 

Deciding to be leisurely until night at least and planning a bit further until then, i went about my day relaxed. Grocery shopping, taking a walk to the nearby park, and finally just watching tv at home. 

Seeing the clock hand hit 11pm, i shook my head and gave up on my plan to go to a black market, as i realized just how much it wasn't the brightest idea. 

The plan itself was simple, i was going to get guns from the black market due to the legal issues being much smaller than if i acquired them legally. However that had brought up several large issues that i couldn't really deal with for now. 

Number one, being a policeman. Suddenly showing up to work with a new gun would be a little bit suspicious, and i would need to get it approged by the armory officer. But if they found out it didn't come from a legitimate store but from a black market, that was one hell of a quick way to get my ass in jail.

Number two, the place to get it. Lets say i did want to quit the police for now. I still didn't have a clue where I would get the firearms from. I knew there were underground black markets in New York, yet i didn't even have a clue where they were or if they required a password or something. What if you would be gunned down for getting it wrong?

Last but not least, im not suicidal enough to run into an area owned by criminals without knowing i can get out. What if one of them saw my face when i was on patrol or if i arrested one of their buddies. There's no way that would end well.

Just someone shouting 'That guys a cop!' would get me riddled with more holes than a cheese grater, after all. 

Throwing my stupid plan out of the window, i switched to just patrolling tonight. Yet even that went without issues as the omly thing i saw was a bunch of couples arguing.

At 1AM, i gave up on patrolling and headed home. Getting back to my apartment, i drifted off to sleep soon after, depressed at not getting any action.