Nicole could tell something was up. Even though they hadn't discussed it in detail, she was under the impression that Ronald and Donald would remain in their room until their return. However, they both showed up after Cynthia arrived to check up on them. Her instincts were screaming at her that something was wrong and that she should be prepared for anything.She wanted to ask the two men what happened, but she couldn't when Cynthia was right there. Nicole would have to somehow find a way to speak with them in a place where they wouldn't be overheard. For now, she had to get Patricia on board so she wouldn't be caught off guard when Nicole made her move. Fortunately, Cynthia was giving them the perfect opportunity.Cynthia stopped in front of the showers and said, "I'll wait outside with some new clothes. Please be quick."The two women nodded before stepping inside. However, instead of being quick about it, they made sure to take the time to scrub the smell out. Neither of them could
"Impressive. I should have expected as much from the people sent by that guy," the boss said before he stopped clapping. "How about you reconsider staying with his group and join mine?"The duo stared at the man, acting like they didn't just beat up a couple of people in his office. He was just too calm, which put them on edge. They kept their eyes firmly on the man sitting leisurely in his chair as he continued to smile at them without a care in the world. Who knew what his power was? They couldn't afford to let your guard down."Why don't you two take a seat?" he asked as he motioned a hand to the chairs in the room. "You must be tired from your fight. Let's have a peaceful conversation.""What did you do to them?" Nicole demanded."Do what to who?" Arthur asked as he folded his hands on the table."You know what I mean. What did you do to our companions?" she said as Donald glanced at Patricia and Ronald, still on the floor.That was something Donald was also wondering. What could
Donald was actually surprised that his words had been so effective. He would have thought the man would keep pushing at them until they eventually broke him down or were forced to make a choice. It was hard to figure Arthur out. Luckily, he wasn't alone. With Nicole at his side, he was hoping they could get out of the mess in one piece."The deal I'm proposing is that we can act as hired help," Nicole said. "We want your independence. That's all we're asking for."Arthur raised an eyebrow. "You're not doing a good job convincing me. I already have plenty of people working for me. What makes you so special that I should hire you as mercenaries instead of having you join my group or outright killing you?"The way Arthur talked about killing them so nonchalantly made Donald gulp in fear, but Nicole pushed forward despite the threat. "You are enemies with the group we're currently affiliated with. We can help you out before going our separate ways. We have information you can use.""Still
"What?" Nicole snapped. "What are you talking about?"Donald ignored her as Arthur raised an eyebrow and asked, "Where did you get that idea?"Letting Nicole go, Donald said, "I thought it was strange how Ronald and Patricia got influenced by a power, but we didn't. We were practically together the whole time. The only times we weren't were when we formed pairs to clean the bathrooms and when Ronald went to investigate. How could they be affected but not us?"It had bothered him quite a bit, but with everything happening, he had been forced to push the issue aside to focus on what was currently happening. They had been lucky that he put the pieces together when Arthur's strange behavior kept setting off alarm bells. If it weren't for that, Donald wouldn't have figured out that it was him and the conditions of his power."You have a power that can control people. The conditions for using it seem to be very specific, so it's easy to catch once you notice the pattern. You have to be shak
Donald wanted to complain. Why did the boss have to be so strong? It felt like he was fighting against a mountain. Now he was at the man's mercy and was a hostage to keep Nicole in check. If she made one wrong move, it was the end of the road for him. Glancing in her direction, he could see a scowl stretched across her face. He wanted to apologize, but he couldn't with Arthur pinning him down."I'll admit that it was a nice warm up, but I think it's time to end things here." Turning his attention away from Nicole to focus on Donald, Arthur said, "Name."It was obvious what the man wanted. Despite how they had literally fought seconds ago, the man still wanted to force them to be part of his group. He must have been impressed with their powers. Even though Donald didn't want to give his name, he had no choice unless he was willing to die."I'm Donald..." he started.However, he didn't get the chance to finish as a message suddenly appeared before his eyes, cutting him off. He wasn't th
Donald grunted as he felt Cynthia dig her nails in deeper. This wasn't the time to be distracted. He was in the middle of his own fight now. Without his knife, he had no way to unleash his electricity to stun or knock her out. This was something he had to fix later. For now, he did the only thing that came to mind, which was to bash his head against her.She cried in pain as her head snapped back. He winced, but he took the chance to pull her nails free before punching her in the face. Cynthia collapsed like wet toilet paper. However, he didn't get a chance to relax as Arthur slammed his fists into his back. With a grunt, he collapsed to his knees as his back screamed in pain. Looking back with blurry vision, he saw the kick coming for his face.Fortunately, Nicole was quick to intervene and throw the statue she had been using at Arthur. The man dodged the item, giving Donald time to scramble away and create some distance between them. Donald found it hard to stay on his feet as his l
Donald couldn't believe how quickly things had turned. They had the upper hand literally seconds earlier. How did this happen? He didn't even have a chance to react, and now Nicole was being held hostage. Uncertain what to do, he could only watch warily with the books cradled in his arms. He needed to keep calm and access the situation.For now, it looked like Arthur wasn't going to kill her. If he was, he would have already done so. Instead, the man was keeping her pinned in a position that prevented the duo from fighting back. She couldn't probably hit him with her arm twisted, and she was barely able to breathe properly with the arm around her throat. Donald couldn't attack him without going through her first."I'll give you one more chance to change your mind. Joing my group," Arthur said calmly, as if he wasn't choking someone.Something was strange was the only thought in Donald's mind after hearing Arthur's words. Why would he insist on giving them a chance again when they made
Upon seeing the message, Donald was ready to throw in the towel and roll over while pretending nothing existed. Of course, the sixth wave started as soon as the system imposed the new penalties. It wasn't giving them time to properly react and get used to the changes. Since they were inside the building, they couldn't see what was going on outside, and he didn't want to.Nicole seemed to recover enough of her senses to break free from Arthur's grip and land a blow. The man grunted when her elbow dug into his gut, causing him to let go of Donald's hand. She then kicked his thigh, narrowly missing his important parts. Donald reflexively flinched at the sight, but he otherwise didn't react as his mind was unable to process anything new after the sudden information the system gave them.She scowled at having missed her intended target and glared at Arthur as she now stood at Donald's side. Donald had enough sense to drop his arm instead of keeping it up and looking like an idiot. However,
Hello everyone. I just want to thank all my readers who have been following along for so long. Donald's story has ended unless readers are interested in a sequel.I didn't expect to finish this story so quickly. Compared to my other two books, this one was completed in no time flat which I'm both proud and sad.Anyway, there are several things that I want to let you know.I'm hoping to wrap Rise of the Demon King: Caleb Gonzales's Rat Race up before the end of the year, but we'll have to see.I also intend to start a new story on Meganovel either in the same setting as Rise of the Demon King, but with no connections to the other two books or a different setting entirely. Maybe I'll do another zombie story.On another note, I've been debating whether I should publish a book not on Meganovel, but as an eBook like on A****n. It'll be under a different name since it'll be different than what I post here. It's something I'm considering.The last thing to note is that I'm still on the fence
"I didn't realize he had his own group," Walter said as he looked at Donald.Donald's father nodded. "My son is a very capable man, so if you may excuse us, we need to get going. The rest of our group is waiting for us.""Hold it," Arthur said. "I find it suspicious that Donald has his own group but was going around joining other groups. Was he trying to sabotage other groups?"Even though Donald wanted to speak up, his father spoke over him and said, "I'm afraid that was because we had gotten separated. He didn't intend to do anything to your groups. He was simply trying to stick with a group until we could meet back up."Listening to everyone talk, Donald found himself wondering if something had happened while he wasn't aware. Why were his family and the others acting like he was the leader of a group? That wasn't true unless they had secretly made him the leader without him noticing. They hadn't, right? He really hoped they didn't because he wasn't leader material."I would still l
Walter frowned as he observed his surroundings. All the zombies collapsed after the news that the zombie user was dead was announced. It was hard to accept that the threat hanging over their heads was really gone, but the proof was right in front of him. Well, until he saw the body, it couldn't really be called proof. However, there was a reason why he hadn't gone in.Whoever had killed the zombie user was still inside. Instead of rushing and possibly offending such a powerful person, he would rather wait outside to meet them. He needed to make a favorable impression on them if he was going to get them on his side. Now that they were free from the shakles of the zombie apocalypse, they were free to do whatever they wanted.If he got the person who killed the zombie user on his side, people would flock towards them. He just needed to raise up the hero, and his group would be the one people looked to. However, the hero hadn't made his appearance yet. Walter wondered what was taking them
"Are you alright?" Nicole asked as she stared at Donald, who was staring at Amanda's lifeless body.Snapping out of it, Donald said, "Yeah, I'm good."Nicole frowned as Elizabeth said, "You don't have to lie. It can't be easy to kill someone."That was right. He was a murderer now. The thought felt strange. When he was strangling Amanda, it didn't feel real. It was like watching a stranger kill with his hands. She was unexpectedly sturdy, so he ended up relying on his power to finish her, and he wasn't talking about his electrical power. He ended up using his fire power for the first time.He wasn't sure what possessed him to do it, but he called up his fire to burn her body to a crisp. His hands still stung from the flames he had unleashed. Since it was still weak, he wasn't invulnerable to fire. Fortunately, his father was able to heal them, though he couldn't meet Donald's eyes. That was fine. He understood why his father was acting that way.Despite knowing this, it still hurt tha
After several moments of silence, Donald asked, "What just happened?""I'm not sure," Nicole admitted as she lowered her arms.The group was still trying to process what had just happened. They had been fighting for their lives against Amanda, who decided to call for backup, which was a giant hand. However, the giant hand had turned against her and crushed her instead. It was actually quite anti climatic. The one person who had been terrorizing everyone had been finished off just like that.That's when Donald noticed that the zombies were still moving. "Guys, I think she's still alive."Everyone stared at him in disbelief as Donna said, "You can't be serious. You saw what happened, didn't you?"Of course he had. His eyes had been wide open since he wasn't one of them who flinched. However, how would it explain why the zombies were still moving? If she were dead, they would have surely stopped since her power would no longer be moving them. The system also hadn't made any announcements
Donald flinched when he heard Amanda's scream of rage. Looking back, he met her bloodshot eyes with his own. She was practically seething with rage. It was fortunate that he was able to take the hostages while she was distracted, or else she might have killed them right then and there. What was even better was that his mother and Elizabeth were waking up."How dare you," she snapped."Is that all you have to say?" Donna taunted. "I suppose you don't have the brains to think of anything else."He was relieved that Donna drew Amanda's attention away, but he was now worried that she might have bitten off more than she could chew. Now that she had Amanda's undivided attention, she was in serious trouble. Donna had only managed to kill one zombie so far. The others were only slightly injured, as they were more powerful than before."What's going on?" his mother muttered, drawing Donald's attention.Bending down, he looked her in the face as he said, "Mom, I know you're confused, but we rea
Amanda cackled. "I thought so. There's no way you would pick your family."Donald could only grit his teeth and glare as she dared to touch them with her dirty hands. It was disgusting watching her get all handsy with them, especially when they weren't awake. If he could, he would rip her hands off so she couldn't touch any of them again. Unfortunately, all he could do was watch as her hands trailed from his family members to Donna."You know I considered purposely letting the person you choose be the last one just to see the look on your face," she said, causing his heart to lurch. "However, I'll be nice this time and listen to you this time."As she said this, she suddenly shoved Donna forward. Her head hit the ground with a loud thud. As if breaking free from a spell, Donna snapped her eyes open. She blinked several times with a groan. Then she took a good look at her surroundings. Seeing the glazed look in her eyes, Donald could tell she was still out of it from whatever Amanda di
The dark look on Amanda's face sent shivers down Donald's spine. "Is that so? Then I'll take responsibility."Donald immediately realized he had gone too far, but it wasn't entirely his fault. Trying to reason with an insane person was difficult, especially when she wasn't willing to listen to logic. What was more worrying was that she was now bending over the hostages as if deciding what to do with them. He didn't like where this was going. However, there was nothing he could do as she laid a hand on his sister."How about I feed one of them to my zombies? How does that sound?" she asked with a sinister smile."Don't!" he shouted as he took a step forward.The zombies around them immediately reacted and stepped forward, making him stop in his tracks as Amanda said, "You shouldn't make any sudden movements. You don't want to make things worse, do you?"He scowled. "Don't lay a hand on them."She only smirked. "I think I like this new plan better. What better way to get revenge than to
Donald gasped as he opened his eyes. Sitting up, he immediately checked himself over. There didn't appear to be any bitemarks anywhere. In fact, he didn't appear to be injured in the slightest. Any scrapes or bruises he had could be chalked up to being pushed to the ground by the zombies, which didn't make sense now that he thought about it.Why hadn't the zombies tried to bite or kill him? If the zombie user was out to get him, it would make sense for the zombies to hurt him. However, it seemed that they had been careful with him, which wasn't something he thought was possible. How were zombies capable of moving him with their stiff and awkward bodies? Finally taking the time to check his surroundings, he saw that he was in the company building."Why am I here?" he muttered to himself."You're awake," someone said.He spun around to see who spoke, but he couldn't see anyone except zombies. Donald was immediately struck by the memory of what happened before he blacked out and flinched