HumiliationElian walked into his computer class, still shaken by the confrontation with Michael. He took his seat, trying to focus on the lesson ahead.Mister Erikson, the computer teacher, walked in, a laptop in hand. "Alright, class. Today, we're going to learn about hacking. Each of you will come up to my desk and try to hack into my phone."The students murmured excitedly as Mister Erikson called the first student up. One by one, they tried to hack into the phone, some succeeding, others failing.When it was Michael's turn, the class erupted in praise. "Oh, Michael's going to crush this!" said Sarah."He's so rich and talented!" added John."I bet he can hack into anything!" chimed in Emily.Michael smiled smugly, taking his place at the desk."Yeah, I'm basically a genius," he said, winking at his friends. Michael walked majestically towards the desk, opened the laptop and connected to the internet. It was time for him to shine.But as he started typing, his smile faltered. He
AltercationElian walked out of the classroom, his mind still reeling from the confrontation with Rory. He couldn't believe she would defend Michael like that. As he walked down the hallway, someone bumped into him, apologizing profusely. But as Elian looked up, he saw it was one of Rory's friends, holding out a letter."Rory wants you to meet her at the basketball court," she said, before quickly scurrying away.Elian's heart sank. What did Rory want now? He hesitated for a moment, but his curiosity got the better of him. He made his way to the basketball court, his senses on high alert.As he approached the court, he saw Rory standing alone, her eyes fixed on him. But as he got closer, he realized it wasn't just Rory waiting for him. Michael's entire gang was there, their faces twisted in sneers and snarls."Welcome, Elian," Michael sneered, his eyes gleaming with malice. "We've been waiting for you."Elian's instincts screamed at him to run, but his feet seemed rooted to the spot.
PlotElian hailed a cab and headed to his new apartment, a luxurious penthouse in the heart of the city. As he stepped out of the elevator, he was greeted by the stunning view of the city skyline. The apartment was sleek and modern, with marble floors and crystal chandeliers. The living room was spacious, with a grand piano in one corner and a state-of-the-art home theater system.Elian dropped his bag on the floor and walked over to the floor-to-ceiling windows, gazing out at the breathtaking view. He felt a sense of pride and accomplishment, knowing that he had earned this luxurious lifestyle through his hard work and determination.After settling in, Elian picked up his phone and dialed Rachel's number. "Hey, Rachel. I'm settled into my new apartment. I'll be in your office in an hour to discuss the recordings."Rachel's voice was crisp and professional. "Great, Elian. I'm looking forward to hearing your plan. See you soon."Elian hung up the phone and took a deep breath, feeling a
New planElian returned to the dojo, his heart racing with anticipation. Today was the day he would prove himself worthy of being a teacher at the dojo. He would face off against all four of the dojo teachers, one after the other, in a series of fights that would test his skills to the limit.The first fight was against Sensei Tanaka, a master of hand-to-hand combat. The two of them faced off in the center of the dojo, their fists clenched and ready.The fight began, and Elian and Sensei Tanaka circled each other, sizing each other up. Sensei Tanaka threw the first punch, a powerful jab that Elian dodged easily. Elian countered with a swift kick, but Sensei Tanaka blocked it with his arm.The two of them exchanged blows, their fists flying back and forth in a flurry of movement. Elian's training kicked in, and he began to anticipate Sensei Tanaka's moves, dodging and countering with ease.Sensei Tanaka was impressed, but he refused to back down. He launched a series of powerful punches
NightmareElian trudged into his apartment, exhausted from a long day of teaching. He collapsed onto his bed, not even bothering to change out of his gi. Within minutes, he was fast asleep.Meanwhile, in Michael's office, a different kind of meeting was taking place. Michael was on a phone call with Doctor Lee, the man in charge of his secret protocol."Doctor Lee, I need you to hurry up and track down Elian with the synthetic robot soldiers," Michael said, his voice urgent."I can't let him release those recordings. It would ruin everything.""I understand, Michael," Doctor Lee replied. "But building twelve synthetic robot soldiers, controlled by an AI, is no easy feat. It takes time and resources.""I don't care about the resources," Michael snapped."I care about results. I want those soldiers ready and deployed as soon as possible. Can you make that happen?"There was a pause on the other end of the line before Doctor Lee spoke up."Yes, Michael. I can make it happen. But I need y
CheatsIn a palace with clouds as it's flooring and golden pillars, five beings sat on golden thrones looking at a giant screen."You all are cheating. Zeus, I never thought you'd actually have a secret candidate!" Arkeus, Ren's Celestial god said in anger at Zeus."You think mine is bad? Just look at Orion!" Zeus retorted."Tsk! You're just sore that the only ability you gave to your candidate is a useless photographic memory. No system nor superpower. Are you so tightfisted?" Hades said."Well, since everyone is showing their cards. I still have one more candidate I hid. Hehehehe, this one will make you all shit in your pants." Hades continued*No matter if you are a pessimist or an an optimist, Derek Esposito's life wasn't a good one nor a bad one. It was just a mediocre insignificant existence.His father was a bipolar abusive man, capable of disappearing in his bedroom for days during the depressive phase. He would wake up only to eat, use the bathroom and the occasional "Let's
The end is nighThe bullying ended, but his social life never stopped being miserable. How could he possibly make any friend with such a shameful private life?He had to constantly hide the bruises with long sleeves and had run out of plausible excuses for his streak of black eyes months before. His classmates and professors simply pretended to believe being that good of a liar. It was painful, but manageable. He still had his little brother to share that pain with. Carl was all he had, his family, friend and confidant. He was Derek's whole world.But when that age came, he started having crushes towards girls in his school, and those feelings weren't easily suppressed. Once again, he felt utterly helpless.He could not tell anyone about his problems, could not allow people to get close to him, otherwise he would have to think of an explanation for not being allowed to bring any friend home. Let alone a girl he liked.Derek was tormented by cruel thoughts, often demanding the heavens w
The End“A car accident!?” Derek yelled while rushing out of the door and looking for a cab.“We don't have any fucken car! What the hell happened!?” Derek yelled at the nurse.“I'm sorry, I'm not at liberty to say. The doctors will explain it..” Derek hung up on her. He had no time for useless babbling, only for a goddamn cab. Every second in the traffic was torture, and when he finally arrived, it was too late.The surgeon and a police officer explained to him that Carl had been run over by a drunk driver. The culprit had run off and the police was still looking for him.A bystander had immediately called 911, but because of the traffic jam caused by the accident, it took hours for the ambulance to arrive. So when Carl arrived at the hospital he was already in critical conditions. He had multiple fractures, ruptured spleen and internal bleeding, requiring immediately surgery. Derek had been called to while Carl was just entering the OR.They had done their best to save him, but Carl