"This is gonna be awkward." He confessed audibly.
"Anderson!" He lurched at Leo.Leo used to have his brown dreadlocks hair down, he had dark brown eyes, his skin was brownish and he wore a loud t-shirt, white cargo pants and sandals. No one would believe that he was the owner.Mak's eye twitched. "Leo?"Now, his hair was tied back into a high ponytail with a purple scrunchee. He wore a fitted tuxedo and shining Italian loafers."Bruh.""Go get ready, Maks...We just received the health inspector today and the food critic. Ayayay... Schedules are tight. He was not very impressed with my hairdo."Ding!New! Side quest! [ Wreak mischief with your new animal power unlocked. ]"Wait a minute!" He hissed and Leo scowled at him."Um...I need to...brush up on my uniform, it has lint in all the wrong places." He swallowed hard and Hailey coughed."What Maks meant to say was...""I'm totally excited_""You're fine! Now get going. Try to keep eye contact and um... brush up on your attitude." Leo continued briskly pushing Maks to the steamy trays and putting a towel over his forearm and three dishes on his arms."Whoa." If Maks had not had waited tables for the past three years, the room would have been full of broken plates by now.[ Transformation 0.10 hours. ]"Slow down, would you?" He said through clenched teeth at the system.[ 0.09 hours...]"Ah, the food's here." Said the health inspector. Carlyle Rogers.Rogers was a robust man with a bald spot, a round face, skeptical black eyes behind glasses, in a grey suit. He tapped on the table impatiently.[ Health inspector? Puh! have you even seen the inside of a gym before? ]"Good day sir, miss."He referred to the food critic, a stiff-looking lady in a blue cashmere sweater, white vest and grey pants. Her brown hair was in a bob, she had an angular face, emerald green eyes behind rhinestone rimmed cat-eye glasses.He swallowed hard and pulled another "Humbled to be in your presence." charade Blah blah blah.He ignored the heat buzzing inside of him."Here we have the...fried kale...steak tenderized in vinegar." He demonstrated all the exotic appetizers (All the way from Staten Island).The man slided his gloved fingers around his plate.Maks grimaced."Inturesting." The lady was tapping her fingers together and she picked up a fork. Maks smiled and bowed out. He rushed into the kitchen where the senior staff formed an aisle, patting him on the back. Whooping. Hopefully it would cover up for being late. He was just glad it was over."I need to go." Maks rushed past them to the staff restroom. He vomitted from nervousness. His head was spinning. Something about his skin hair did not look natural. They were too black to see and stiffer.HUAP! He regurgitated again and washed his mouth in the sink. He would accept the transformation but not at the moment. He still had to get back to the presentation.Regarding Leo's number one rule on inspection day. No surprises. [ Good luck with that. ]He quickly served the main course and the dessert. Awaiting his time. His suit felt itchy when he returned.His stomach knotted. His vision doubled at the stiff hairs on his body again.[ 0.02hours ] His head felt like it was remolding itself. His left arm shrunk so did his other limbs, he forcefully hunched.[ What's happening? ]Phylum: MirapodaClass: ArachnidaeOrder: Scorpiones[ A scorpion, jus_just, great system, just what I needed! ]He crawled out with pincers out in front of him and a curved tail.[ I gotta get outta here. ] He would lose his job and close down the establishment without even lifting a stinger....The food critic lady pushed her plate aside and took down her glasses to wipe the lenses with a napkin. Dragging their anticipation.All hearts were in their throats."Let's see...The ginghur flavur adds zah nice 'je ne sais qua' too zah...cake. Ah... I love zuphrises, howevur! The ohrange jus might huve been a uh tad too much fuh me, no?." She touched her stomach. "Acidic, no? I'd like some watuh next time. Yes.""Oh boy." Hailey said with hollow eyes.She brought out a recorder. "I will be willing tzu come back heuh, no? Fur ay nice dinnuh, anyday. Merci."She snapped her fingers."No, thank you Mrs Brodeur."They shook hands.Mrs Brodeur stepped out from her table and she blew an air kiss at the others. Leaving....Only the health inspector remained. Leo tensed at the cake he grimaced at. Rogers was pulling the food apart like a surgeon. He ate from a fork cautiously then he savoured it."Mmm. I'm no food critic but this is tasty."He wiped his mouth and he grimaced. "What's this?" Maks crawled under a table to hide out until it was over. His beady eyes were fixated on the piece of hair Roger was fishing out from his pocket and rolling up gently.Gasp*Maks crawled back at the fork that dropped."Oh pardon me." The health inspector said.He reached under the table.Leo stepped forward. "Wait, we'll get you another fork.""No...I'm a still man of culture...five second rules still apply." He chuckled.Maks scurried further away from his hand as he felt for the utensil. With his stinger up, he ached to jab him. Marshall had said something about not taking up heroics sometimes but at this point...they could be closed down either way.JAB*ARRRGGH! He raised up his pulsing hand and his eyes teared up at the sting."What the fuck?""What is it?" Hailey asked with round eyes.He growled and swung his hand. "Pricked my finger." He inspected under the table and he found the fork."There's a bug in here with a stinger apparently." The staff were in a bustle checking and Maks crawled up into the tablecloth. When he saw opportunity, he scurried toward the kitchen and unfolded back to his human form. His limbs stretched out, his spine straightened and his hair grew back in. His form solidified.He ran into the bathroom and shut it....."Hehe, uh sir? We found something." Leo gazed at the hair in his pocket.Hailey snapped a picture of him and he snuffed."You wouldn't dare.""I'll write you off anyway." She said drily waving her phone and standing akimbo.Rogers tempered like a ferocious bulldog. "This place...this whole place. Is raided with vermin.""The only vermin I see here is you. Ooh, the media loves a scoop." He teased rotating his hand on the phone.Rogers gasped. "Hmmph_You're the underdog here, Brocelli. It's your word against mine. I 'found' a piece of dog hair in your soup kitchen, which means you furtively a_harbour animals within this grimy establishment!"Maks glared at him.Leo threatened to send it.Roger stepped outdoors begrudgingly. The staff whooped in celebration and so did Leo who took off his scrunchee."That went well."Hailey smirked. "And send."*Infamous Health Inspector attempts to frame bourgeois restaurant."Great going." Maks adjusted his sleeve. His stiff root hair was gone.Hailey frowned drily. "Carlyle Rogers is a money-laundering scumbag. He's closed down reputable establishments all over Phoenix for decades. He's out of his line of work anyway." She shrugged.He huffed. "You're right. Thanks again, Hailey." He said and they fist bumped smiling at each other."We still have that review coming and we still don't know if Carlyle's going to bark."[ Bark indeed. ] He thought.The inspector may as we
His mind roved deeply around that question. 'Why did you come here...' "Because...my friend's dad asked me to be here." "Your true reason." He hardened. "Well...I came here to learn combat so I could teach a few conceited bastards a lesson." He punched his palm. Wu laughed heartily. "You sure that's why you are here?" Maks eyed him from head to toe. "Yes. I'm walking on a thin line, I might actually lose my scholarship. I need to fend for myself." "You start immediately." "What? So do we have like a schedule?" He was quick to overreact. He blushed. "Because, I have school to go to and a job." Wu cupped the end of his sleeves together. "We start at dawn." "Will you get me to use light energy balls like that?" "Perhaps." He teased walking toward the valley. Maks lurched when Wu jabbed him in the shoulder with a forefinger. Regardless it felt like he had been jabbed in the heart by defibrillator pads. A shock went through his body and suddenly felt like his spirit would
"How do you feel?""Different." He said with glowing green eyes. "Like I could do anything. I'm still tired though.">>Qi level Unlocked>Training>>Work>>School>>>Social life>>Home<< He would come home dead tired, frustrated and hungry. Which reinforc
She slowly pulled the trigger firing on him darts him all over his back.[ No use being a big animal ] He dashed forward and slid past under her legs and fled west. The Huntsman groaned and he looked at himself and her fuming at the carnivorous rodent running away."Really?" He said and fainted."He's on the run." She hurried after him shooting. Maks transitioned into a rhinoceros beetle and glided off."Wherever you go! I will follow you to the ends of the earth!"She gripped her ankle when it stung. Maks stumbled outside of their range and he puffed running. The dog outran him. His mongoose senses were still wearing off. He had bitten a man previously. He wished there were not so many humans in plain sight, too many cars. He ducked because of the possibility of hawks or some other bird of prey and he exhaled. His body slowly morphed back.[ I'm never gonna get used to this thing. ]He said at an alley.His sanity slowly recovered but he hid from dogs or hawks j
Maks looked around the meadow and wood fence, then watched his dad sign something to Marshall who looked impressed with Kirsta behind him. Elvis was sitting with the black dog who seemed delighted to meet his new friend. It nuzzled his face but he was indifferent. While a help disinfected his ear. "Not." His vision went back to him. Victor shook his head and sighed. "I should have known. We have to keep our families safe. We are a stronghold, we also stand a big chance of being disputed. The beans bring good luck but they also...slightly, positively might probably...attract hunters who could actually kill us if we don't get stronger." Maks laughed bitterly. "Okay, what?" "Relax. Everything will work out." Victor said. Maks paled. "Work out. Ho ho. Oh no." He gripped Victor's shirt. Victor blushed and raised his hands. "You stand a chance. How do you think we survived? My grandmother held them off all this time. Chyou Lee." "You've ruined my life!" "I did not and point of co
Melvin hardened. "Maks, if you could just let me...focus on my driving, I'd be thankful, please?" He hardened when Melvin avoided eye contact.He grinned and turned up the radio. They stopped at the house and Maks exhaled, his heart churning at the long-forgotten topic. What happened to Emily? Melvin left the jeep first and he met Doreen at the pavement and kissed her. He snorted at them. Elvis wet himself on the car seat. He lurched facing him and groaned...."Dad!" Jessica giggled running into his arms. He swung her around. Hoisting her up and kissing her cheek. Maks dabbed the backseat, this was worse than cat pee. He nearly threw up spraying the car until the scent of lemon filled the air. He wheezed.Elvis whimpered."Don't look at me like that." He pointed at him and walked back into the room griping. He stopped and did a double take on Elvis when he realised something."Wait...how did you know a hellhound was close?" Elvis whimpered and faced the street distrac
"What_" He winced when a few girls came forward laughing. "Nice outfit." "Team spirit. Go Hawks! Woo!" They mocked. Hailey hid deeper behind the curtains. Sadie said. "Three hours bitch. No more, no less. Don't forget the finishing move." "Woo!" They whooped leaving. He scoffed while he watched them leave. Then she stepped outside. He turned to her. "What_finishing_move?" "I didn't want to be embarrassed. Okay? That's your department. You have to do the chicken dance." "How selfish could you be?" He asked and shrunk into himself when she looked drily at him. "Okay, okay." ... The students danced and he had to shuffle around couples, bumping into tables. At first people thought it was funny but then it became annoying. The chaperones exchanged dry looks. The other sipped punch. "Look at him go." ... "Outta my way, posers, this birdie's rockin' body's on fire...I can't believe she made me do this." He whispered dreadfully and found Dom with a blonde girl. He looked
The hairs on his skin tingled as he spoke. His body seemed to collect the vibrations. His vision was colored. He had to keep away from his henpecked father before he saw something. "Go away, dad." He sounded like someone else was talking through him, he covered his mouth that was now growing into creepy mandibles and whimpered. "She left me, all right? I was shattered, I couldn't bear to stay here with you in Phoenix because you remind me too much of her." Maks stiffened. "Well, does that explanation count for anything after how long you kept me in the dark? I'm seventeen for christsake! I should know better. You could have dumped me with her anyway." "I was just recruited into the marines and...she left without a note....I've moved on." Melvin said. "You sure you moved on? or you just found another cheap replacement to make me feel better. I don't. If you did move on, I'd get a whole history note about Emily without you breaking a teardrop!" He paled. "You lied to me?...""She
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
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
"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
"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
Over the days, Teagan moved around the house, he cursed at the workers and vandalized things, Ares didn't show the slightest interest or whether to kick him out. He was perplexed. Harley, Irma and Keisha were in their final year and they were going to college. And parties. He was left home alone with BlackJack whom he was afraid of. BlackJack was trying to approach him and he ducked throwing pillows at him.BlackJack grabbed a pillow chasing after him. He ran away past the halls and cried out when BlackJack placed his paw on his chest. "Stop." Ares said to him and he vanished. Teagan gazed at him through glassy eyes. Ares vanished too.... Ares was not even giving Irma a hard time as Keisha claimed to. He didn't trust her to her words anyway. He taught her to kick box and she was getting tired of doing the same moves all the time. She meandered around a sandbag punching and kicking.Teagan watched them from a boulder with binoculars as she lunged backwards.Irma tried the s
Teagan was afraid that she would shred them to pieces. Worst of all, Ares was coming home to meet him. He didn't like the looks of him. His aura made him feel things and see things he didn't want to see, yet he was easily drawn to the past, he relived it everyday in his head. That was why he wanted to stay as far away from Ares as possible.He lived with assassins too. Irma arrived with Harley in the house of Ares. Irma ducked at the box drifting over her head. "What are those?""Ghost workers, they agreed to work for Ares in death." "Until after death you mean?""They won't be leaving anytime soon, they can keep working for him if they want.""Oh my god. What if some of them try to kill him or you?""They won't. They have a contract." Harley said.Irma shook her head as they explored the house. "So this is where you live?" "Yes and No, I live with my dad, Eric. I just come here for visits.""So how is he?"Harley turned sad, he suffered 10 years of tragedy but the tragedy wasn't
"Will you come lie next to me?" He said.He groaned she laid back too hard. "Scooch." She could hear the fluids in his lungs while he was breathing. The place was so quiet. She would rather be anywhere else talking to a person than being her with her thoughts, but he was sick."I can feel the gurgling too, that's disgusting and don't even try to kiss me with that virus." She was content.He was feeling feverish and tried to make conversation. "My head hurts...""Mmm.""I'm sure letting you stay in bed with me is probably against hospital policy.""You're such a bad boy." She said sarcastically.They were together now and she did not want to infringe on their pact. "Can I use my phone?""That's fine, it gets boring in the hospital anyway." He said fatigued and he had a sense of Deja vu. "Please don't take pictures of me like this, I look sick."She typed. "It's fine. I just need it for my secret album. What do you think about #Marley?" She flooded the space with many heart emojis."Tha
"You need to stop playing games.""Really, you wanna talk game? You were trying to make me jealous with Irma." His eyebrows rose. "I wasn't.""What was that look. Really? When we were at that night club, you were staring at her. Like really staring."Irma exhaled. "Oh my god, you guys." She muttered rolling her eyes. "Yeah because we had a duet. I was nervous and I tend to look at people dead in the eye when that happens_Maybe I was jealous when you started feeding Dom orange slices.""Only because he was making rude advances. I had to protect myself.""You left me on the street after date night.""Yeah, you were having car trouble and I was trying to be friendly and to save money." She whispered. "You could have just said you were angry instead of shutting me out.""Oh." He said, he was unreasonable when it came to love and the reason why he strangely felt short was because she was still on heels. "I was wrong to have made you think that Dom and I could actually be a thing. But you
Will you stop this madness at once!?"Dom glanced at the burly old man dressed sharp, he held Horacio's hand, he was stained with mud and cheese. Dom roared drowsy from too much alcohol. Alberto spat on the floor. "Now, what is going on? You get off him.""Sorry, Tio, he locked Horacio up again and now he's harra_""What's going on?" Dom rose up. "She's been spending all my money on this useless son of a bitch." He yelled at Harley. "You won't even let me touch you!"Harley's eyes glistened at the name-calling. "Last time I checked, we were friends, not lovers."They were laughing at Dom. He just ratted himself out. She played him for a fool now."I do not care. You can keep all that he gave to you, Chamaca...it's yours." Alejandro said to Harley. "I'm very sorry."Dominic. What is this I'm hearing? You mistreat your brothers. And you let him!?" He shoved Rex.Rex spoke profusely in Spanish. "He threatened to take away my funding and to kick me out of the house. He's family and I'm g