《Protector》 Prologue With sluggish movements, my body limped down the road towards the corner shop. A slow trickle of blood flowed down my right arm. Purple shades of pain were forming around my left eye. "Why did I think it would be a good idea to go downstairs when he was drinking? I thought I was smarter than this." A deep sigh trailed after the voice. Not looking where I was going my foot hits the side of a step. Blood rushed to my head as I started to fall over. On instinct, I go to move my arms to cushion my fall, but my right arm just argued back with pain as its excuse. Clamping my eyes shut I wait for the pain that will follow. Today really isn''t my day. With great elegance and a pinch of stupid, I face palm the ground. Startled my body instantly jumped up. When I had landed my face hadn''t collided with the rock hard concrete, but something slightly soft and itchy. Looking down I see grass. It wasn''t the crappy dying grass you see in this neighbourhood; the grass was a lovely green that made me want to become a cow. The sounds of birds chirping echoed in my mind. Earthy smells bombarded my nose. Only now did I notice that it was day time. "Where the hell am I?" I swear I was just walking to the corner shop for some rubbing alcohol. There isn''t some sort of hobbit fantasy foreston the way to corner shop right? Did they add it as some sort of touristattraction? While my mind was pumping out weird ideas, my ears detected movement. Scanning the area I turn towards the direction the sound came from, my body tensed up. My blood ran cold as I started to sweat profusely. With trembling hands, I try to rub away the nightmare standing in front of me. Black beady eyes stared into mine. Blood dripped from its beak as the smell of iron wafted past my nose. Dragging my gaze from its eyes I inspect its body. This thing must be at least6 foot. Evil black feathers formed a deathly coat around its body. Talons the size of my forearm protruded from its feat. "Fuck me sideways is that an Argentavis?" With fluid motions, the Argentavis appeared in front of me, before I could even exhale the shock from my body. Did I spook it by speaking? Maybe it was attracted by the blood dripping from my arm. Once again all I could do was clamp my eyes shut and wait for the pain. The Argentavis'' beak was currently heading for mybleeding arm. I really did live a shittylife. I had an alcoholic for a Dad who would beat me at least once a week. My mum was too scared to tell anyone and she didn''t work so she didn''t have the money to run away. School life sucked because I never had the time to study with 3 part time jobs in the attempt to save up so I can run away. I never really did have a childhood, I guess. A sudden sharp gust of wind caused me to roll backwards. Snapping open my eyes I try to see where the Argentavius is. Underneath a tree close by I see it pinned with a spear through its neck. Serves you right you damned chicken. With the threat now gone my body releases a pent-up breath. All of my muscles relax. My mind goes clear as the darkness slowly creeps in from the corner of my vision. Ah looks like I''m going to pass out. Just before I pass out I see a tall elderly human figure stand in front of me. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Sounds of glasses clinking against one another are the first thing I hear when I wake up. With rigid and slow movements I look around. I swear my scenery is changing too quickly nowadays. I''m currently laying in an old fashioned bed made of what I presume to be straw. Around me are stone walls that look like they have been ripped from a castle. Next, to my ''bed'' there is an old rickety wooden chair. Opposite me is a wooden door with a black metal lock and door handle on it. Have I been imprisoned? Did that old man take me back to his sex dungeon while I was passed out? Guess it''s better than outside with the big ass angry birds. While I was using my arms to prop up my upper body the wooden door swung open. The old man entered the room with a glass of whatever that green liquid is. The old man wore a neat white robe that came to his shins. He had short spiked grey hair that didn''t show any signs of leaving. For some reason, he had bright purple eyes that looked just like a child''s when they got a new toy. I KNEW I WAS IN A SEX DUNGEON! With slow strides, the old timer made his way over to my side and sat down on the chair. The whole time I was backing further into the corner of the room. How the hell did this old guy give off such a powerful aura just by walking? Eyes shining bright and what I presume to be an excited smile, he stuck out his hand, which caused me to recoil slightly in fear. "Tobias Stern and you?" The old man''s voice was deep and powerful, but you could feel the playful side to it. Well, at least he was direct with his questions. Granted it doesn''t make him any less terrifying. With great effort, I manage to stammer out my reply.Unauthorized duplication: this tale has been taken without consent. Report sightings. "n n Nikolas Blesi, most people just call me Nik for short. Thank you for saving me earlier, I really appreciate not becoming pigeon poop." A little hesitant I lightly shake Tobias'' hand. When I started talking his eyes became even brighter. Why do I feel like I am the first person he has spoken to in a while? "Why were you on my land if I may ask? I doubt you just randomly strolled here and the only people remaining on this world are very powerful so I doubt they would have a near-death experience by a mere Argentavius." I don''t like how he says this world or the fact he used the word remaining. Oh god some crazy old man has taken me to his sex dungeon. What does he mean a mere Argentavius? Like that shit ain''t normal, they aren''t god damn common birds. I''m fairly certain they are extinct. Why do I feel like I''m going to regret asking? "Ah, I''m sorry I don''t really know. All I remember is going to the corner shop, tripping and then landing in that forest. Honestly, I think I''m out of my depth. Can I ask what you meant by remaining? Was there some worldwide epidemic that I don''t know of? Did North Korea actually screw up?" Tobias looked at me like I had just hit him with a whole bucket of confusion. Slowly he rocked his head from side to side as if he was playing tennis with his thoughts. Did I bore him to death? Maybe he is talking to his split personality? Is he planning what positions he will use me in first? I REFUSE TO LOOSE MY V CARD TO SOME CREEPY OLD MAN! Before I had the chance to speak Tobias started to speak. "How very strange. My land has a barrier around it that no one on this world should be able to break. What is this corner shop you speak of and what is a North Korea? To answer your questions, about a month ago there was a battle between Ying and Yang. The battle went on for two days. Most people weren''t strong enough to protect themselves and ended up dying. Only about 10% of all humanoids are still alive." At Tobias'' words, my mind went blank. So Ying and Yang that fantasy shit had a fight and pretty much killed everyone in the process. What the fuck? That can''t be, right? Surely the nuclear missiles would have been set off by the fight or nuclear reactors would have melted down and destroyed the earth. The fact that he doesn''t know what North Korea is just strange. So not only is he a crazy ass pervert he is also a hermit. What does he mean by humanoids? Don''t tell me I have come to some different world? "A corner shop is a shop that is on the corner of a street. It usually sells basic essentials, sweets and stuff like that. North Korea is a country ruled by a man-child with deadly toys. This might sound weird, but what planet are we on?" At my explanation, Tobias looked even more confused. How do you think I feel? I suddenly woke up in some strangers house. "Your right that is a weird question; the world we live on is called Oasis. Surely you know this much, right?" What the hell is this shit? This ain''t some elaborate joke, is it? I''m not on some foreign world with no clue what''s going on correct? Guess there is only one way to find out. "Marco" Tobias'' face went blank at my response. Ah, I think I broke him. I''m sorry Tobias I didn''t mean it. Please just say Polo. Please let this all be a dream. "I''m sorry what does Marco mean?" GOD DAMN IT ALL! "It''s nothing, don''t worry about it. Can I ask how we are capable of understanding one another? I''m fairly certain we are speaking in different languages right now." I had noticed it from the second he had started talking. The words coming out his mouth did not match its movements. "I''m currently using the basic spell, , surely you know of it. I think everyone learns it in their first year of school?" What the fuck? Did he just say spell? Does this world have magic? Actually, why wasn''t I suspicious of the spear. Who the hell decides to battle an Argentavius with a spear unless they are crazy or in a game. This world is a fantasy world of sword and magic isn''t it. What kind of shit fest is this? I''m going to need Tobias'' help if I want to survive and make it back to earth aren''t I. Sigh. Guess I''ll tell him my identity. "Thank you for being patient. I''ll tell you who I am now. So from what I have gathered, I have somehow managed to travel to your world. My original world is called Earth. It is a world without magic. Sadly, I don''t think I will be able to get back so soon and I must ask you to burden yourself with my problem. Please help me return back home." With my last words, I bowed my head towards Tobias. I think this is the first time I was this respectful towards someone. Maybe that''s why people don''t like me. When I look back up I see Tobias looking at me with gleaming wide eyes. Without even blinking Tobias responds. "I will gladly help. Don''t expect me to help a random stranger without getting anything in return though. I want you to tell me all about your world and help me protect my home. There is a way to travel between worlds, but no one on Oasis has been able to do it. To be able to use the spell you need to be very strong. In terms of strength, you need to be able to take on a nest of Argentavius'' barehanded. The other broken condition is that you must have past experience travelling through space. I guess it is my job to toughen you up then. Deal?" Tobias held out his hand and I strongly shook it. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- 200 years in the future At the moment a rough looking middle-aged man is standing in front of a run-down stone castle. He is wearing a long white robe that comes down to his shins. The man had short spiked raven black hair and pale blue eyes. On his right hand were a variety of different rings. This man was Nikolas Blesi. It has beenroughly200 years since I have come here. I have spent this whole time killing beats and protecting Tobias'' home whilst learning magic from Tobias. Sadly, Tobias died of old age about 50 years ago. Since then I have been travelling the world and collecting rare herbs and perfecting my magic. Before Tobias died I had already surpassed him in strength. Slowly a black ripple formed in front of me. It gave of a cold, but equally warm temperature. The inside looked like it held a thousand and one mysteries. With a thought I set my destination to Earth. The surroundings were slowly being sucked in and the ground was cracking. "I need to go or this will end badly." With heavy steps and a somewhat awkward smile on my face, I bid farewell to my temporary home, Oasis, and said hello to Earth. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- The surrounding light bulbs smashed as if they suddenly had too much energy supplied to them. Cats screamed and dogs howled from the sudden outburst. The smell of damp and the collected dust started to spin on the ground like a small tornado. A black ripple appeared and slowly a handsome young youth stepped out. "I''m home" Chapter 1 Stepping out from the tear between the two realms my senses were flooded. Bright lights bombarded my eyes as if trying to tear their way into my brain. A rotting smell surfed through my nose from the sewers below me. Flowing electricity and voices bashed and echoed throughout my ear drums. Within seconds I was beginning to miss the purity of the undeveloped world. There wasn''t an endless strife to destroy the world, but one that worked in cooperation with it. Inhaling deeply I close my eyes and start to focus my sense. Quickly, all my senses other than my sight limit itself to just above normal human levels. My body was feeling itchy as it absorbed the earth mana. It turns out Earth did have mana, it''s just that humans born on this planet are unable to cultivate it. This is because the God who created Earth already died and so their ability to cultivate it was lost. The God died just after the pyramids were built. The reason I can cultivate is because I travelled to Oasis. The God of Oasis is still alive so I could open my cultivate pathway there. Looking down at my body I realise that I had become younger again. At the moment I was 16 years old. My skin was completely clear because the mana in my body and my muscles were well defined and supported by the mana so I was naturally stronger. To be honest, I was handsome. When I was on Oasis, Tobias had trained me to the extent that if I needed to I could simultaneously take on 3 Argentavius nests barehanded. The only reason it took me this long to get back was that perfecting the spell took a while. Currently, I am standing near the corner shop where I had fallen through the tear. Looking down at my watch it''s 5:24 and it''s still the 9th of May. Looks like I came back on the exact same time and date I disappeared. There is so no way I am going home to that family today. Well, I don''t even think I can anymore considering my dad literally through me out the house. This is for the best. Now I can buy my own house by selling some stuff from Oasis. In the green storage ring on my finger, there is at least 1,000,000,000 (1 Billion) grams of weed. When I was travelling throughout Oasis I found field after field of weed. After asking Tobias if this had any value here and him literally calling it a weed I collected it for when I came back. Don''t get me wrong I don''t have some massive drug addiction or anything. It''s just that I need to make a lot of money and quickly. For a sixteen year old that is a pain in the arse. So I decided to sell all my weed to a drug lord here in London and then flea to America and live my life there. Inhaling once again I focus on my sense of smell. Filtering through all the smells I finally find the smell of weed in a mass amount. When I did this for the first time in Oasis I nearly died from fright. The smell of blood was so strong over there that I could probably sneeze iron. "Okay, let''s go and meet a drug lord." Pushing mana through my legs they strengthen immediately. If I put all my mana in my legs I could probably jump to the moon. I know I''m OP as hell, but even I have my limits on how many times I could do that a day. There would also be the rebound effect on my legs as well. I would probably be immobilised for a day or two. Silently, I manoeuvre my way around the back streets of London. At the moment I was running at about 60 mph, but because of Shadow Steps, I make no sound at all. This is really the best spell for an assassin. Imagine being able to walk in anywhere without getting noticed and just casually slicing some necks. Creepy. I never was a big fan of killing when I was in Oasis and only did it when necessary. It didn''t take long before I reached the building which had the weed farm growing in it. On the outside, it looked like a normal house, but underneath there was an artificial weed farm. Using a thought a black mask appeared on my face. This mask had come from within my black storage ring. The mask was made of a black metal that covered my whole head. It was probably better to call it a helmet. The mask had red tears below the eye sockets and a wide red smile painted on the front. Whenever Tobias made me fight I would always wear this mask. Slowly I walk up the driveway of the house. There wasn''t hesitation in my steps. I looked straight ahead with my back straight as if I owned the place. A loud knock echoed throughout the house. "Hello, anyone home?" There were muffled shouts from inside the house along with scampered movements. Maybe they were having dinner? I bet they are vegans. After a couple of minutes, a big burly man opened the door. The man was at least 6''5 with wide shoulders and what would be an intimidating presence. Holding back my strength I punch the man in the gut. The man gagged a little then slumped over my shoulder. Now, this would truly be an odd sight if someone saw it. A masked figure who is only about 5''9 is currently carrying a 6''5 burly man on his shoulder. I wonder where everyone is at? In the background, I can hear the sounds of a tv show playing. They must be over there then. Walking through the house I hear a rough voice shout. "What bastard was knocking at the door?" When the man finished talking I had made it to the door connecting the hallway and the living room. Using my foot I can kick the door down with little ease. Before the other man gets up and raises his gun I have thrown the unconscious man at him. Having the extra weight on him the man collapsed. Good, I haven''t had to kill anyone yet. Walking over I look at the struggling man under the unconscious one. He was trying to reach for his gun that had fallen out his hand when the other man fell on him. Picking up the gun I aim it at the man. Reaching down I take the unconscious guys phone out of his pocket. I throw it near the other mans hand while keeping the gun pointed at him. Honestly, I have no clue what to do with this thing. "Call your boss and I will let you live" "Who the hell do you think you are? Do you even know who you are messing with? You are so fucked when my boss finds out." Sigh. Why do humans have to talk back? Beasts were so much easier to fight with. When the man sees me raise my foot he noticeably flinches. He is a bit like me when I first arrived in Oasis. Placing my foot on top of the two men I start to push down with a little of my strength. The sound of bones breaking can be heard. Lucky this guy was unconscious or he would be screaming. "Call.Them.Now" Pale-faced the man picked up the phone and started dialling. After he finished I stretched out my hand gesturing for the phone. Now scared for his life the man eagerly responded. The sound of dialling could be heard until finally, someone picked up. "What the fuck do you want at this time of night?!" An angry women''s voice came out the end of the phone. Weird I never imagined a woman to be the drug lord. Is that what they call sexism?If you stumble upon this narrative on Amazon, it''s taken without the author''s consent. Report it. "Hello to you too, I''m just calling to let you know that I have taken your weed farm. Ah I mean the one in the normal looking house in case you were wondering. I don''t want to harm these boys currently under my foot. I don''t even want your weed. I just want you to come here and do some business with me. Trust me when I say you will profit." There were a couple of seconds of silence across the line. "Who the hell are you?" The voice this time was noticeably calmer. Huh looks like she can control her emotions fairly well. "Since when have you had to know people''s identities in this business. Be here within 20 minutes and bring ¡ê9 billion. I know you have it judging by the size of this weed farm alone." Before the lady had a chance to reply I had ended the call. Finished with the phone I put it back in the man pocket. Using one arm I haul the unconscious person onto the sofa. Now free the other man got up and stupidly tried to launch a fist at me. Moving incredibly quickly I hit him on the back of the neck with the gun and knock him out. I place him next to the other man on the sofa. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- With nothing better to do, I had started to watch Tv. I was currently sitting at the table in living room. It was weird to have it here, but I guess they put it there to play poker or something. 10 or so minutes passed before I heard an engine come up the driveway then turn off. I could hear the sounds of heavy foot''s steps come through the door and then lighter ones. Must be the bodyguard who came in first. The door swung open revealing a bear-like man. Seriously if he didn''t smell like a human I probably wouldn''t even be able to tell that he wasn''t a bear. Like even his hair is shaped in the form of ears. Each to their own I guess. When the bear stepped aside a woman walked in. The woman had a good figure. Clearly some sort of fighter judging from the scarred knuckles. If you didn''t know her identity and she wasn''t with her bear you probably would have just mistaken her for a model. Without saying anything I gesture towards the seat opposite me. Like a princess, she waited for the bear to pull out her chair for her. Does she have a princess complex? Is there such thing as a princess complex? "You better have a good reason to call me here or I will kill you this instant." Her voice was steady and filled with bloodlust. Damn, I''d of probably died just by hearing her voice if it was the previous me. "Don''t be so unreasonable. I have a business deal for you. It''s a one-time thing. No names attached. I don''t even know who you are. I only chose this house because I knew it had a weed farm in it." The woman looked to be thinking about my words. So she is cautious as well as a beauty. No wonder she made it this far in the crime world. Not that I have any experience with this kind of thing. She just seems like one of those cliches you see on TV. "Continue" "I want you to buy weed from me. I know this is probably weird for me to make a drug lord buy weed from me, but what if I told you I had 1 billion grams of it for sale." The women''s eyes went wide as I said the number. Even the bear in the background seemed to have a surprised reaction. Is that a lot of weed? I honestly think it''s a lot, but I don''t know. "So you are saying you want to sell me 1 billion grams of weed?" "I will also sell it to you cheap. Considering it is ¡ê10 per gram normally it would coast you ¡ê10 billion to buy all of it. I''m willing to sell it for only ¡ê9 billion" Once again the women''s eyes grew wider. That bear definitely fidgeted this time. "Why do you think that I won''t just kill you and take the weed?" "If you thought you could kill me you would have already shot. These two were probably two of your best men and considering I single handily took them down you must realise that you shouldn''t mess with me. It was a smart choice" My voice was deep and leaked killing intent for that last sentence. Seeing the women tense up at my words I couldn''t help but laugh. The bear even went for the gun on his side when hearing my words. "It''s upstairs in the two bedrooms if you want to see it." When the women heard my words she instantly ran for the stairs. Jeez, what happened to that intimidating woman from before. Bear just stayed watching me with a glare. What if I had people upstairs? He isn''t a very good bodyguard. Walking down the stairs the women nodded her head to the bear. Getting the message the bear pulls out a walkie talkie and starts talking to the people on the other end. Good god, his voice is just weird snarls. Within a couple of minutes, I could hear the front door open and another pair of footsteps entering the house. When the man opened the door he quickly passed two briefcases to the bear before leaving. Then the bear passed them to the lady and then the lady to me. What is this? We aren''t at some six-year-olds birthday playing pass the parcel. Opening a briefcase I see stacks of ¡ê100 notes. Looks like all of it should be there if you include the other briefcase. Raising my free hand I point it towards the women in front of me. At first, she flinched slightly, but she shook it none the less. After picking up the other briefcase I head out of the door and down the street. I wait until I''m far away from the house before activating camouflage and shadow step. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Now I have the problem of escaping from the country. If I use my real identity I wouldn''t be able to successfully escape. I need to get a new identity before I can leave. Surely I can just get a new passport and birth certificate made. Taking off my mask I stare in the window of a dimly lit building. Checking my surroundings I close my eyes and spread my mana throughout my body. Sharp pain spreads through my body as my mana changes it from the inside out. In the reflection of the window, I can see my new body. It is a well-built athletes body. The same age as my old one. I''m still 5''9. My eyes are now a deep green though and my hair is brown. High cheekbones and a strong jaw. I look pretty good in my opinion. Walking past the shop I start listening to the conversations around me. It didn''t take long before I find someone who talks like a scallywag. The man was a little bit taller than me with a scrawny build and messy ginger hair. When he walked down an ally way I slowly followed behind him with a little distance. Checking that we were alone I silently ran up behind him. Holding back my strength I pin him up against the wall. Looking into his eyes I active a skill. This skill basically makes the person who I use it on tell me the truth for a period of 5 minutes. It only works on people who have a weak mind though. "Where can I get a fake passport and birth certificate?" At first the man seemed to resist the spell, but in the end, he started talking. "There is a shop called "Antique Land" a couple of streets down. The guy who runs it is the best in the area when it comes to making fake passports and birth certificates" 5 minutes After the man finished talking I used the forget spell on him. The spell makes the target forget the time period you set. This one has the same conditions as truth. It only works on the weak-minded. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- It didn''t take long for me to find the shop. It took even less time for me to get the passport and birth certificate when I gave him some extra money and ''motivation''. My new name is George Blake with a British heritage. It''s currently 1 am. My body wasn''t tired at all though. With mana in my body, I can go a week without sleeping. I''ve never gone a week without sleep though because I don''t know what the mental effects would be. Now the final thing I need to do today is boarding a plane to America. I''m thinking of going to San Francisco. Sounds like a nice place to relax. Probably would be a good place to train as well with the beaches. When I got to the airport I was completely lost. I had only ever been here once and that was for a school trip. I didn''t even pay attention to what was happening and just followed the teacher. My best guess is that I just talk to the man behind the desk? Well, he doesn''t look very busy at 1 am despite there being people rushing around everywhere. "Hello" "Hello sir, how can I help you?" "Is there a flight to San Francisco anytime soon?" "There is one in an hour and a half. There are only first class seats left though." "That will do thank you. Can I pay with cash?" "Certainly sir." "Can I see your passport please sir" The man looked a little sceptical at first but didn''t say anything once he read my age on the passport. Of course, I cast an illusion on the passport and changed my age. The reason I didn''t just do that for my old one is because the illusion is only temporary and doesn''t work for everyone, so I just played it safe. Surprisingly the ticket only ended costing me ¡ê7000. Is that a lot for a plane ticket? I mean It''s not like I don''t have enough money or anything. I just sat and waited for the plane to arrive. I didn''t have any bags thanks to my storage ring so it all went fairly smoothly. There was a problem when they asked for my visa. I just went through without asking and just used forget on them afterwards so they thoughts I had passed all checks. This visa thing is probably going to be a problem. The plane arrived while I trying to figure out what I would do. I quickly boarded and decided to sleep through the flight. Chapter 2 Sounds of scatteringdragged me out of my dreams. Low whispers managed to keep me from falling back to sleep. Finally, admitting defeat against the process of pretending to be asleep, I open my eyes. Flailing my hand around I reach for the controller and bring my seat back into the sitting position. Squinting my eyes I look down at my watch on my wrist. The tv screen in frontof me slightly illuminates the glass screenallowing me to see in the darkness. Damn, I''ve still got 4 hours left to kill. There really is nothing to do on a plane. Guess I''ll order some food for now since I haven''t eaten anything pretty much all day. Looking at the menu I select some food and call for an air hostess. At first, the woman seemed a bit surprised when she saw me. Is she surprised because of my age or have I got something on myface. Using my hand I roam around my face feeling for something, which caused the hostess to giggle lightly. "Sorry, sir there is nothing on your face. It was just your age that caught me by surprise. It''s unusual to see someone this young to be flying by themselves." I guess it would be a little weird. In most movies don''t the young masters have bodyguards with them? Oh well, nothing I can do about it. I definitely don''t need a bodyguard anyway. "It''s fine. I''m currently travellingto visit a friend. I''d like to order some food if you don''t mind." After telling her my order the air hostess started to walk off and my interest in her was stolen by bordem. What am I going to do for four hours?As if noticing my bordem the air hostess came back over. "If you get bored we have a variety of ebooks on the tablet, built into the chair in front of you." With a quick thank you the air hostess walks off. Let''s see what we have on here. When scrolling through the books I can''t find anything interesting. Just the cliche romance novelsor boring action ones. The only things that catches my eye are the revision books in the student section. Guess I''ll learn everything in the books for now. One of the first lessons Tobias taught me in Oasis was how to completely memorise stuff. The way you did it was by circulating mana through your brain whilst looking at the thing you want to remember. This sounds simple, but it was incredibly hard at first. If you slipped up you would pass out from a very bad headache. When I learnt it Tobias wanted me to master mana control at the same time so while I was memorising he would hit me with a stick. The pain would make me lose concentration and make my control slip causing me to pass out. After a while, I managed to keep my mana controlled when getting hit so I could memorise stuff under any condition. It didn''t take long to finish reading all the revision books. I didn''t even know they studied half this stuff in America. Programming was definitely the hardest subject to master. So many terms you need to remember. Such a pain. The hostess brought my food about 20 minutes ago and I finished whilst reading. Actually being able to multitask is fun. Before I went to Oasis I couldn''t multitask for shit. I couldn''t even read a newspaper when taking a dump it was that bad. There is about an hour left until we reach San Francisco. Getting out of the airport and then heading off to a hotel is probably my best bet. I''m somehow going to have to get through all the checks though. I could just use the forget skill again, but I can''t keep relying on it. Maybe I should use camouflage and sneak by? While I was sitting there thinking a sudden commotion happened next to me. A middle-aged man suddenly stood up holding onto his chest. The mans face was pale white and his eyes only held fear inside them. His breathing became short and fast as his body began to tremble slightly. Shit, that''s not good. Pain flashed across the man''s face as he once against pressed on his chest. Everyone was looking at the mans face as the hostesses all ran towards him. Panic was clearly spreading throughout all of the 1st class wing. "Mr Clark, what is wrong?" The man struggled slightly, but he managed to get his words out through grit teeth. "It feels like something is pushing down on my chest" Looks like my guess was correct. This man is having or is about to have a heart attack. Seems other people have caught on as well as they all visibly pale. It''s weird though this man looks healthy so why is he suddenly having a heart attack. Possibly related to a disease? I don''t know I ain''t no doctor.Enjoying this book? Seek out the original to ensure the author gets credit. The mans eyes rolled backwards as his body fell to the floor. Screams of the nearby passengers echo throughout out the plane. Aren''t rich people supposed to have etiquette of some sort, control yourselves. All of the hostesses nearby rushed over to the man laying on the floor unconscious. A voice came through the speakers in the plane asking for a doctor. One of the hostesses started to give CPR. She continued to give CPR to the man for about a minute without a doctor turning up. This man is going to die at this rate. Damn my good nature. Crossing over the rows of seats and weaving between the spectators who refuse to go sit back down. You do realise you are all just watching a dying man. Making my way to the front of the group I stand above the pale-faced man and the red face hostess who had brought me my food earlier. "Move" My voice was powerful and cold. It sent shivers down the backs of the passengers nearby. "Little boy go sit back down. You are not helping the situation at all. There is no time for you to try and play hero." One of the elderly passengers said to me. Looking at the old woman who scolded me I glare at her. Instantly the women stepped back and the other passengers also unconsciously took astep back. With quick strides, I make it over to the hostess and crouch down opposite her. She looks up at me briefly, but doesn''t say anything and keeps giving CPR. I start to call out to Mr Clarkbut get no response. Using my knuckles I lightly rub the bottom of his sternum which caused the women to stop doing CPR. He is definitely in Cardiac Arrest. "Go get a defibrillator I will continue with the CPR" The air hostess looked reluctant to leave, but after a quick glare she immediately runs off. This man has been out for a minute and a half. Roughly speaking he has about a minute left before the situation becomes even worse. The reason I sent the hostess off and not one of the other ones is because the others are currently occupied trying to keep the other passengers from getting too close. Damn rich people. It didn''t take long for the hostess to return with the defibrillator. Seeing her coming I rip the mans shirt to expose his bare chest. The hostess instantly started to unpack the defibrillator and set it all up. Once the pads were secure it took a matter of seconds for the defibrillator to match the heartbeat and charge. The mans chest twitched slightly when the charge went through him. Straight afterwards I started to give chest compressions again. Just over a minute later the man started to show signs of waking up. I quickly put him in the recovery position. The passengers nearby begin to clap when the man starts to wake up. Seems like the air hostess couldn''t take it as she started to lay down panting slightly. I haven''t finished yet though. Putting my hand on the mans back I push my mana in his body. Let''s look at what caused the heart attack. Looking around the heart for the problem I find the coronary arteries. Damn looks like they are blocked. Focusing a little more I pass my mana through the arteries and unblock them. That was close. If I had slipped up even a little with the control I probably would have damaged the mans heart. Looking at the mans face I can see his eyes now open and colour coming back to it. The hostess moves him and the defibrillator away from the first class wing and lays him down on what seems to be a makeshift bed. With a calm expression on my face, I stand up and make my way back to my seat. Unlike before the group of spectators make a path for me to walk through. That''s right I''m yo God, bitches bow down. The elderly lady gave me a quiet apology on my way past. Back in my seat, I spend the next hour listening to music on the tablet. They only had the charts so a lot of the music wasn''t to my taste, but it worked to pass the time. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- After what seemed like a billion years the plane finally landed in San Francisco. Within minutes an ambulance was next to plane to receive Mr Clark. So how do I get out of this airport then? I could just active camouflage and walk out, but I''m pretty certain they would get suspicious if they ever check the CCTV to see if I left. I will probably have their attention after I helped save Mr Clark. Damn my good nature. As I was exiting from the plane the hostess from earlier pulled me to the side. She was a lot calmer now and even seemed a little happy. When she pulled me to the side I could tell she had a slight skip to her step. They might give her a bonus or something for saving Mr Clark and she wants to thank me? "Thank you for earlier sir. If it wasn''t for you I doubt I would have been able to save his life" "It''s fine don''t worry about it. You did most of the work anyway. Do you mind if I ask why you pulled me over here?" "Of course sir. Mr Clerk has asked that you go to the hospital with him, I believe he wants to reward you for saving his life. I get a bonus and most likely some other rewards from my company so I don''t need the reward." Normally I would turn the offer down, but this would be my perfect chance to escape from the airport without drawing suspicion. Judging from how he can have the airport staff move at his will this man is a powerful figure. Maybe I can use him to get my green card? Then it is decided. I will get in the ambulance with Mr Clark and use him to get myself out of the airport. Then as for my reward, I will try and see if he can help get my green card. Sigh. I have so much to do; I have to set up a bank account and transfer all my ¡ê into $. Then I need to find a house. Finally, I need to join a school without having any parents. Maybe Mr Clark can help with that too. Guess I will make a long lasting friendship with this guy.