Chapter 37- The Revolutionaries' Base (part 1)

Wilson arrived at the other end of a portal. He was shocked by what he saw. Before he could soak it in,

"Hey, get off the portal!" A man shouted at Wilson. Wilson scanned his physique and was disappointed. This dude was like a bad balloon product that was inflated by an idiot. Fat in the middle with a small head, thin arms and fat legs. Who the hell gave birth to this person?

"What?" Wilson asked him.

"He said buzz off!" His partner said. Wilson looked at this partner. He had man boobs, a huge potbelly, bald head and scraggy beard. This must be the idiot that did the inflating.

'Don't think too much and just leave your current position!" A nice voice sounded from Wilson's other side. Wilson walked away from his current position even as he looked at the new speaker. This one was definitely above average in the looks department and his jawline, wow!

'Who the hell put someone like this with someone like them?' Wilson thought as he looked back at those two absurdities. It is a good thing they were not too close to the portal. Wilson would have hit them out of fear.

The oldies finally appeared one after the other. As soon as the old cane lady showed, the three men guarding the portal fell to one knee and bowed their heads.

'Oh no! the cane lady!' Wilson thought and quickly followed what they did. The oldies smiled in satisfaction and nodded their heads.

"Where is Baldy?" the old cane lady asked.

"Probably still nursing his injured bald head." Old man Jenkins said. The only other female oldie giggled in delight. Wilson shook his head slightly. He really did not hold back with that kick. Why did he have to joke about God like that? Like, which god come in a form like that and still openly claim that he was a god? The old man deserved to be kicked. Maybe, just not that hard! Oh well, that is in the past now.

"Wow! You are still uninjured? I guess I was wrong about you, Wilson!" Old man Jenkins said. Wilson was confused. Wrong about what?

"Cassandra darling! Can you be such a sweetheart and show our guest to the special forces area?" Baldy's nemesis who was also the other only female among the oldies requested sweetly, her charm in full display.

"Yes ma'am!" the pot belly answered. Wilson grimaced. Cassandra? Was that not a lady's name? Do men also bear such? And why of all people did it have to be this ugly being?

"Good girl!" Old cane lady said and walked out of the room followed by the oldies including Baldy who had appeared.

Ugly-looking Cassandra grabbed Wilson by the neck and flew out through the roof of portal room which opened at the last second. Just before they hit it. They flew at an incredible speed for a couple minutes. Enough to make Wilson realize that this base was enormous and to make him feel sick.

As soon as they landed, Wilson puked all over the floor to the disgust of others.

'That cursed Cassandra! She….no, he did it intentionally. With the hoops and loops and soaring and diving he did midair.' Wilson cursed in his mind. After al, he could not curse out loud. He did not wish to die. His mother awaits him back at the village. Wait a minute. Was that what old man Jenkins was referring to? If he had insulted this ugly thing, would he not have easily broken his bones? All he needed to do was to drop him from high up.

"Make sure to clean that up!" Cassandra said with a disgusted look on his ugly face. Wilson looked up and glared at him. Just then, he saw Cassandra change form from an ugly thing to a beauty with long hair, a round face, plush red lips and a figure to die for. Wilson was dumbfounded. What just happened? He could not wrap his head around that kind of drastic transformation.

" Shapeshifter?" Apparently, Wilson was not the only one shocked by this as everybody had the same kind of looks on their faces. The ladies were worse off. When they had arrived, they looked at Cassandra in disgust. They thought 'what an eyesore'. But now, to their shock, they realized they were not even that good looking when compared to her. The ladies who liked attention nearly burst into tears. Which male would look at them when there was someone like this in the same building? What's more, there were a fresh batch of sexy, good looking boys who just joined today. They had not even tried to introduce themselves and Cassandra had already taken the spotlight. No male would go for second best when they saw the best right in front of them. Not good! Not good at all! The girls were shocked and soon a fresh thought entered their heads. Why would someone that beautiful want to transform into someone that disgusting to look at. Was that the 'fetish' word the elderly people talked about? But wasn't this her fetish a little too much?

"My dear Cassandra! You are looking astonishing!" Somebody finally spoke up. Immediately after, the other guys began to call her all sorts of sweet names and tried to flirt with her. Cassandra immediately changed back to the bald potbelly dude. Truly an eyesore to look at. A bold average looking guy did not bother with the looks and said something that made Wilson want to puke again;

"My dear Cassandra! It really does not matter what you look like. To me, you are beautiful always." He moved closer and tried to hug ugly, rough looking Cassandra.

"Hey, buzz off. I am a dude like you!" Cassandra angrily said. The poor guy immediately stepped away enraged.

"What in da f*ck??!! What da f*ck were you thinking ah? Don't you know I am very healthy? Moving my hormones like that. You could be raped! You ugly son of a f*cker! Ah! Da f*ck man!" the guy shouted at Cassandra, frustration written all over his face. He hissed and walked away.

The girls, sorry, young ladies around sighed in relief. Why in the world would someone like that change into someone like this? Now it made sense. It was just an ugly guy looking for some attention. Although his way of getting it was quite somehow, no? They could not bear to look at her…..no, him. They all began to walk away as if they were afraid they would become infected with ugly looks by staying thee too long. Soon enough, only Wilson and Cassandra was left.

"Why are you still here?" Cassandra asked Wilson.

"I don't know anywhere here!"

"Figure it out!" Cassandra said and walked away angrily.

Wilson watched him walk away until he was out of sight. He then sighed to himself. That was a lady. He was sure of it. He looked around and wondered how he was meant to figure out where to go.

'Oh well, just walk in a direction and I will see where my legs lead me to.' And that was what he did. he walked ina straight line across the lawn and tried to guess how long it would take before the other guys realized Cassandra was actually a lady.