Chapter 2 - Patricide...Kinda

Ok as I was saying before I got interrupted by the next chapter message

I can control some of my brain, like I can create chemical's, things such as dopamine, normally these things only are created when you're put in a intense situation or have exerted your body to a certain extent

Such as working out, or being in a life or death situation

But that shit's different for me :), I can basically just have it on and if I remember correctly, dopamine provides stamina enhancements B )

(these are sunglasses B ), I'm talking about that)

I know about a few others as well thanks to my training as a cop, after all to be a cop you need to be physically fit and you needed to know alot about your body and what vital parts of the body to attack when stopping an enemy

I'm basically rick fucking grimes bro, but better since I basically have the stamina equivalent to an athlete, I haven't really measured it but I'm sure

But to be honest, I'm gonna stop receiving dopamine at the moment, that would tire out my brain, I already feel some of the drawbacks kicking in

I might be able to use it in battle maybe. Oh yes I forgot to mention, most people can't control how much dopamine they receive when there body is being exerted

But guess what fucker HA I can control mines, I can just make it flow like a fucking river LMAO I'm so great

...is what a narcissistic fuck would think, just 1 bullet to the head could end me you know

But anyways there are a few other chemical's I've been utilising one being somatotropin

Thanks to that little guy at the age of only 7 I'm already 4'9, even though its a few inches taller than the average for most 7 year olds, its better than nothing

For the record I am capable of using these chemical's because I am capable of controlling the parts of the brain that produce them, and squirt every last drop of em into me

Like if you didn't know which part of the brain created these chemical's, you'd be helpless you wouldn't be as op as me

But luckily I do, looks like those few years of med school came in clutch, in the end I decided to become a cop but what ever I ended up getting reincarnated right? Lmao that's a win in my book

Anyways since carl is 7 years old then that would mean that the apocalypse is going to happen soon

Anyway's I'm in my room at the moment, over the past 7 years I've been doing alot of shit bro, for starter's Carl Grimes...PAH he's my fucking dog, I've created a small gang at school of course inheriting his father's dignity and courage he fought back, but in the end can you beat I a freak of nature? Like bro I can use 100% of my muscles unlike most humans who can only use 30% of it let alone a kid even a grown ass man will have to suck my dick

But that's besides the point, I've gathered a few things, house holds in this world are fucking crazy mate, like who would have thought that they would have gun's in em, but that makes sense this is america

I had my little buddies take em and hide em somewhere in the school, of course normally they wouldn't do that but I just used some oxytocin, I generated some of it from my brain, and then excreted it from the pores of my skin

And bam just like that they're my loyal subjects

*GROWL*

I quickly turn around, only to notice a growl come from the door of my room, damn looks like my daddy got bit guys

I pull a small unnoticeable latch that is on my tile floor, and bam the floor opens, and what under it? Gun's lot's of pistol's etc

Let's hope the kick back doesn't dislocate my whole arm, that's suck, but I can just use some dopamine to numb the pain a bit

Plus I can just pop it back in, I was a cop in my previous life you know

Anyway's, the door to my room kept banging

"Annoying" I say to myself, before shooting at the front door a few times, I aimed for the top of the door since not only was my dad's head there, but he was a tall piece of walking shit now that he's dead

To be honest, I wanted to cry when I realized he was dead, but I suppressed that emotion. But he was my dad after all, if only I had known he'd been bit sooner, he'd have died a human, rather than a monster

But...it is what it is

I gave a sigh of relief, the threat's been eliminated, I had stored 2 glock's in my floor, glock's have small recoil, and it weighs practically nothing

That kind of gun is good for a 7 year old kid like me, also when I was shooting my father, I had used 30% of my muscles

This was the normal amount to begin with, all humans have this amount of muscles unlocked the thing is that I don't have em since I'm a kid

And although increases how much muscle I'll use will cause me some strain it won't that much, since my body is strong enough to handle its power

Its like if you put a dynamite inside a paper bad, of course the bag won't be able to contain its power, but if you put it in a metal box, though it will get damaged it will still contain its power

I haven't slacked around all this time during the past 7 years, I've been doing alot, working out is one of those things

Anyway's I'm going to keep my muscle use at 30%, thought it'll strain me a bit that's fine, I can turn it off anytime, and after that I'll use endorphin

This is a chemical that helps your body recover, and for the record, whenever I abuse my brain chemical production I don't go too far, there are drawbacks

One being head-aches etc, so I'll try my best not to use them recklessly

Author's Notes

When the MC killed his dad he felt bad, though he didn't cry he still felt bad, Carl when he killed his first walker didn't have much emotion

But when he killed his mother he bawled like a baby, the mc was a cop in his previous life, he's shot people, never ended a life though, not to mention he's a grown man

So he didn't cry, normally he wouldn't have felt as bad as he did, but I decided to push it a bit, since he has the brain of a child as well, so he'll show traits of irresponsibility and arrogance once in a while

But later on in chapters this world will harden him into a cold-blooded human being, Rick Grimes is a good example of this