My Predator System

We get into a fight

It couldn't be real, this system was way tighter than a G-clamp on a bench. It was probably encrypted to keep him from accessing it. He used his tail to scratch his head.

[No cheats available hmm? Why does Victor always get the good stuff, huh? Well...at least it's +1089 points so, what the heck?]

He tapped it and a red exclamation point blinked on it and the timer and a red skull.

[ Quest incomplete ]

[You've gotta be shitting me.] He just squandered all that currency for nothing.

On the bright side, being a worm did have its privileges.

Victor grabbed his bag getting ready for school, he peeked out of his cosy burrow to watch him straighten his hair with his bag down and open.

He saw a spider slowly lowering down by the end of a web and slithered down the clay pot. He free fell into the bag's pouch.

[Even better]

He coughed as Victor sprayed his hair with a can and Kirsta Lee his mom's head popped in. She looked around like an intense hawk watching for any messes then tapped her watch.

"Victor, time's running. You're gonna be late."

"I'm coming momma." He hopped on his foot wearing a shoe and Maks lurched in the pouch when he headed for the door.

"And have you seen my azaleas?"

He shook his head at that. It starts. "No, time's running." He pushed her outside hurriedly and huffed at the hollow leaves in the potted plant swivelling in the breeze.

'Dammit Maks' He thought.

"That's the attitude I'd like to see in progress."

She said pulling out a chair, he sat down and ate the toast and eggs, hungry and drank all the beverage wiping his lip.

Marshall walked into the dining room and his eyes followed, pale.

"Any problem?"

"N_no."

"Hmm, you look like you've seen a ghost."

Marshall took his utensil when a servant served him breakfast bowing out. He wore casual clothes, by then his coat was marshalled with his work bag.

"Ohh..." He checked his watch, it was ticking.

"I'm late for school" He jumped out knotting his tie.

"Oh, something's up." He announced laughing "And I will find out." he waved his utensils.

Kirsta joined in on the teasing and the hair on Victor's nape stood.

He was breaking into a cold sweat when they laughed, looking from one parent to another.

He nodded and excused himself and throttled off to the car while his chauffeur strapped in the car and nodded.

"Shall we go?"

He sighed "No, just wait till its five minutes."

He checked his bag just in case he missed anything and his eyes popped at the worm.

[Hehe]

The chauffeur bent over the rearview mirror. "Is anything wrong Young Master?"

"Fine. Just drive"

...

"You know you're in big trouble right?" He said.

He stopped at school and Victor got down from the car pulling his bag out more consciously this time around.

The school was big with a stucco exterior, students chattered and moved about in the white tiled lot. There were bushes around.

[ I can't miss my lessons though.] He would shrug if he had shoulders, watching from the hem of his pouch at students at Prescott High School and withered at the couple necking like leeches.

Maks looked up at the prefect hanging up a blue and yellow banner with the school's initials.

The dance was coming up soon.

pH Level Up!

[ That was the theme they were going with? Idiot!]

Victor dodged the flying paper planes thrown at him. Maks shuddered as their schoolmates jostled him.

"Wassup Victor"

This was a private school for rich kids and brilliant minds but Maks only got here by a milestone and extra elbow grease and he'd won a scholarship. At times, it was still easy to feel intimidated.

[Time's running. Oh I better get out fast] He wiggled out slowly and strategically crawled down his shoulder, thank god he wore silk today.

Thump*

[oof] He dropped on the polished desk and inched faster to the end.

Dom's eyes rolled down and he contracted like a spring being pressed down ready to leap.

He raised his hand bent on pounding him.

"No" Victor caught his hand before he tried to swat Maks on the spot.

"Relax," He said pulling back his hand and shoving him.

Victor grunted by the table when Dom pushed him again and stood up straight.

"If you must know then they contribute in the balance of the ecosystem, which is probably 99.9% more than what you're doing."

He said pushing up his glasses.

"Jesus, it's just a worm, mate." Dom laughed picking him up.

[I swear to god, I'm gonna rip you to shreds if you don't_ahh!!] He wiggled when Dom raised him up.

"I heard they taste like chicken." He put out his tongue teasing him.

[Ugh, do you kiss your mom with that mouth?]

He looked down at the disgusting plaques and his whitish tongue.

"He's gonna eat it" The other boys jostled and hyped him up.

"No. Don't, you probably don't know where it's been."

Dom looked confused now and they laughed. It was too late to turn back now.

Dom blushed.

[Oh man]

Maks sprung after that into his nostril inciting a lot of screams from his classmates.

His eyes moved down to his nose to look at the worm up his nose and he jerked up screaming and pushing back at the tables.

"Oh man, oh man!"

He sneezed and Victor punched him across the face.

Maks flew across the tables and hit a whiteboard sliding down. [ Ugh. ]

The class was already scattered with tables wide apart.

He stumbled holding his nose and his cheek pulsed.

The other boys caught him, pushing him upright.

"What was that for? Come on, Dom, are you gonna take that from him?" They shoved and he steadied himself.

Fight! Fight! Fight! Fight!

"That was a lucky swing." He said scoffing and wiping his nose, Victor stepped back.

Dom rotated his fists taking an offensive stance. "You're gonna wish you never did that."

He looked nervous and threw the first blow, Victor dodged his fist and encircled his arm under his and gave him a headbutt.

Whack*

The holler heightened and the other boys growled at who they were up against and backed Dom up huddling, kneeing and kicking Victor everywhere.

Maks grew bigger, his body solidified, his hair grew out, his skin gradually turned brownish. His green eyes opened and he groped his shoulder after the fall watching them kick him hard in the crotch.

"Stop!" He roared shoving Dom off and kicked him on the chest.

Dom crashed and they turned on Maks.

Then they fled out of the class.

"Vic, come on, Victor!" Maks tossed him over and he shivered holding his stomach with his glasses broken and blood oozing down his nostrils.

"Oof, I feel fucked." He sputtered groaning.

Mr Cummings, a robust principal walked inside to meet them like that.

"Maks," He said. "In my office."

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