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My Predator System Chapter 209
"N_no no, I'll show you." Teagan tossed BlackJack's dented log at the glass doubledoors and it shattered to pieces.Irma's jaw dropped. "You broke it, is something wrong with you?" She glanced at a broom by the door perking up and moving in a sweeping motion to gather up the glass. Irma glanced at Teagan who looked shocked. His expression changed. "See?""As dumb as that demonstration was, it's brilliant.""Really?...I mean yes. I'm more genius than any of you give me credit for." He gazed at his fingernails."You can hear them.""Yes." He said smiling proudly. "Okay then, what's he saying?" She asked and he blushed. Maybe she thought the ghost standing there was just a coincidence.Irma winced at the inappropriate words. "@#$¥ *&?@@@####. Why are you helping you f#cking bitch?""Okay, that's enough." She said alarmed. "It's a kid named Oscar...he's 19. Died trying to pull a stunt on a dirtbike and drowned in the pond.""Get inside, Teagan, you've caused enough trouble." Keisha f
My Predator System Chapter 210
"Not that one, Chief. I was born in Nigeria, West Africa. The Igbos, a major ethnic group currently were looking for independence to become The Biafrans after the British colonialists united the tripod stands of the country, the east, north and the western region.The colonizers left eventually after the independence in 1960. There was a blockade and My father Festus Ebube Okoye who identified as a Biafran and my mother Catherine Nneoma Okoye starved along with the rest of our people. He was passionate about seperating from Nigeria. The Biafrans lost the war against the Nigerians ultimately and there was no secession. My father was wounded inside and out. We had to move here to save our hides. My father had a score with Ares to settle. They worked together in the past. He owed him his life and he wanted some kind of reward for aiding him."So Ares supports this kinds of stuff?""Yeah. He wanted him to "give him what rightfully belonged to him". His loyalty. My siblings were just 9,7,6
My Predator System Chapter 211
Teagan looked anxious, he slouched walking through the gates. The workers grimaced at him and BlackJack picked up speed. He ran to the house and he paled when he met Ares. "Where have you been!?" Keisha said."I just went for a walk." Teagan said twirling his hand on his leash."I know you went to...You're not allowed to step outside. Running away was completely stupid." Keisha said aware now and he blushed at Harley. "Yeah, I know, I just needed some fresh air. I'm alive aren't I?" He barked defensively. He was acting weird. He bloomed walking away faster. He couldn't handle criticism. He marched upstairs and the room was as dirty as it was before. He was repulsed. "You didn't clean yet?" He said to Keisha who relaxed on the couch.She dropped her magazine. "I'm sorry I said all those mean things about you.""We're cool. Just as long as long as you don't keep any weapons. No more pranks, not more antics." She said. "Clean this up.""Where are all the ghost workers?""They're on a
My Predator System Chapter 212
He shuddered. Those men didn't deserve to live, he clutched his pillow. The day after that was the time he started to realize that he could see dead people. These people were crooks, they sold him to a factory disguised as an orphanage home. Teagan's breathing was heavy at the women asking for his name. He had a hard time communicating, he didn't want to. They shaped him up by beating him. The worst he had was being covered with a sack if he mishbehaved and the tap running over his face until he gave in. He always had a hard time following routines. He lived with an abusive foster father named Randall Barton, his wife Alice and their adopted children, he trusted him to his word. He took care of him gradually until he started to get violent. He even employed the children to beat him up. He asked what was the point of adopting him. Unfortunately all he was good for was being a punching bag. The only good thing he learned was English. His imaginary friends translated and taught him to s
My Predator System Chapter1: The beginning
Phoenix, Arizona. He pulled up his sleeve and then looked at the sunburn, scolding himself for not taking the bus. The streets were busy and an autobus paused. It was sunny today on the seventeenth of April. Maks Anderson checked his phone for the current weather report and it just passed 87 degrees. "How hotter could it possibly get?" He said by the roadside waiting for a bus when a big blue bus stopped before him and he wasted no seconds to hop in."Whoa" He held on to the bar. It didn't take much time until the driver raised an alarm. Honk Honk!!! "Hang on!" He yelled. Maks panicked, there was panic everywhere, the bus started to swerve, it diverted from the huge truck and lunged on the rocky path to a building. The bus smashed into the entrance and it sent glass everywhere. Pushing a mass of rubble, tables and chairs toward the front office desk. The cashier leapt out of the way but fell short when he was thrown off by a flying chair. Maks wobbled holding on to th
My Predator System Chapter 2: How it started/How it's going
He wasn't happy about this newfound muteness and why were his thoughts so loud? His heart was pumping even faster, pouring confusion and pain into the mix and he was a raging bowl of madness. "Ahh, don't touch me!" He pushed her hand away sitting up....How to start an adventure. Let your friend tell you about some real-life dumb sh*t quest and accept it. Character Profile: Maks Maks is reaching five feet nine with brown hair, deep-seated green eyes inclining on darker green due to his physiological makeup, a well-shaped face pointed nose and thin lips, and an average physique. He may come off as condescending, rude, hasty and sarcastic too. *** Maks rolled his eyes as Victor Lee, his best friend and sworn nemesis in CoD climbed a chair and reached up to his clustered cabinet, papers came flying out. Swish swish* He caught a paper with this drab band from the eighties and squashed it. "What's this?" He asked. Unlike him, his room used to be spotless. What could have c
My Predator System Chapter 3: How it's going
He shrieked. He wasn't going to transform, not in front of his half-sister. [This is bullshit] He thought he hit his head too hard. His stomach went in knots. He had the urge to roll up in fear. His hand clenched on the hospital bed rail and Doreen caught him before he fell off. He screamed. Her hands felt like fire again. "What is it?" "I just need to go to the bathroom." He pushed her aside and stumbled to the door, suddenly he felt like he did not have any bones. The doorframe was slippery. The doctor had half a mind to bring one of those portable toilets. Maks groaned with bloodshot eyes. "Bad." He mentioned. The doctor let him out because a nurse was there to escort him. The doctor turned back to her again, he looked very nervous "Ma'am, it's hard to say but... your son doesn't have any bones." Wham* She slapped him. *** [Transformation in 0.02hours] "Hold on" He gruffed and his legs wobbled. The nurse raised an eyebrow. "I need some privacy." He went inside and s
My Predator System Chapter 4: I've been compromised
Victor shrugged. He tilted his head a little catching the dire expression on his face. "The casualties...the casualties are the trigger ok? This is your first and least level of cultivation, you'll have to keep going." Victor sniffed and pushed up his glasses. Then he looked aside at his dad tending to horses at the field. He swallowed pulling himself together sighing. "Level zero? Is that even a thing?" Maks asked him. The funniest and equally saddest part was, he didn't feel any different when he transformed. It was supposed to be empowering but it was just insulting and annoying. Chilling. "I don't have any powers, I never had and I don't want any." Victor snorted. "Well, there is no turning back now. At this stage, you can't control your primal instincts and your will to morph. Although, they are vital for a shape-changer." Maks's eyes rounded, pacing back and forth, "I can't control my primordial instinct..." He said. "It's primal_" "They're the same thing!" He yelled b