"Okay, Zan! Take it easy with the knife, let us talk through this, but please explain what the fuck has happened on the couch?"
He looked down on the turtle and said:
"Gah will tell you!"
I looked at the turtle that began to sound even worse and kept repeating 'GAH!' without stopping. I raised my hands and took a step forward, but Zan took a step back. He is really on edge; it will be hard to make him drop the knife.
"Well, does anyone here speak the Gah language?"
It was quiet in the room, and I looked back at the Witches and told them:
"Do we have anyone that can speak, animal...turtle?" I asked the Witches.
"We do have a Witch in our coven that can speak many languages. I will go and get her." Pinky said, then rushed out of the room.
I turned back to Zan and smirked.
"See! Problem solved, we will soon hear Gah's story!"
Zan didn't respond to the comment, and we were just quiet for a little while until he said:
"You have an evil aura emanating from your body. First time I have seen the black aura combined with the blue aura."
Eh...What is he talking about? Nobody has commented on the aura to me before.
"What are you talking about?"
"Black aura means something evil is inside you, but the blue colour means you are human, and yellow is for the angels. I have never seen blue and black emanating at the same time. It means the human part of you is not letting the Evil take over the body. Am I correct? You have seen something from Hell that wants to take over, haven't you?" He said and waved the knife around in front of Veronica, and I was stunned that she didn't disarm him there with her powers.
I can't talk about the demon army to them; it can become even more dangerous. If their leader can take out the King, the situation can put others in danger. I do not want to attract any attention to myself; I need to be smart, Berk.
"Pfft! What are you talking about? Have you eaten mushrooms in the woods? Is it the Kubnaka mushroom you happened to find? Also, with the bleeding on your head and all the dirt on you. Someone will think you woke up from the grave, haha."
"I did wake up from the grave!" He responded, and I was joking around with him as I found him a bit stale.
"Where is the turtle?" A female voice behind me uttered as a blond woman passed me and caressed the turtle, which started to lean its head against her melons.
Something is sketchy with this turtle, and it started repeating the weird 'Gah' sound in different tones. The woman started translating.
" I was out walking with my best friend when several big monsters came, and because I was behind him in the bush, they did not see me, but my friend got crushed when they stomped on him, and I started to cry because the Mother...Ahum...Turters should die for what they did, and I kept crying on the road as a lonely turtle."
"Eh...Excuse me for interrupting. What does Turters mean?" Zan asked.
What in the flying fuck, he stole my question. That was exactly what I was thinking.
"It is the F word in turtle language," the blond woman answered, and I quickly took a step forward while Zan's attention was on her, as I was close to striking distance except for the desk being in the way.
"Okay! You can continue!" Zan said.
"So, I was minding my own business when this guy was walking in the same direction as the monsters, and he decided to grab me with him and...excuse me for yelling now, USING ME AS A SHIELD TOWARDS THE MONSTERS. He is a Turt psycho. I tried to escape from him several times, but this Turter just decided to go Berserk out of nowhere. He is extremely dangerous, and he just decided out of nowhere to take me with him when he jumped out of the bushes, and he even used me as a shield to dodge attacks. Where are my turtle rights? I did not concur with the Turt Psycho's wishes or requests."
"What! I thought we were partners, buddy! We both got revenge." Zan responded to the accusation and waved the knife around again, and I saw an opportunity to jump on the desk, but Zan gazed at me, and I didn't move.
What a weird story, I still want to know the spermwoman on the couch, though, how in the Hell did she end up like that?
"We did not get revenge! This idiot did not listen to my screaming for help or to the fact that I wanted to get away from him. He thought I got fired up when I screamed for help. Do you know how much it hurts my shell? I screamed for help...This psycho thought I got really fired up, so he found a rope, and instead of me being a shield now, he used me as a rope dart. Yes, let everyone in this room hear it. I got molested as a rope dart. This man swung me around and then bashed through the door, and he went completely off the trail. He threw me at a monster's throat, so I had to bite it down as hard as possible. I was scared for my life. I have never killed anyone before. Even if I chugged down on a monster's throat, this idiot put the knife in his knife right through the skull of one of the monsters, no feelings, complete emptiness of expression. I kept screaming for my life, but he decided to take me with him like I was some pet. He carried the other girl with goo all over her body, and he puked on the way several times because of the smell. I also puked out the monster flesh that I swallowed because I had to dig through the throat of the monster so it did not crush me."
Wow, I thought that I was an idiot, but this guy seems like a real Prick.
He stared at the turtle who refused to look at him. What the fuck, did this guy get his feelings hurt by a...turtle?
"I thought we were partners! With the possibility of becoming best friends." Zan said, pointing the knife at the turtle, and I jumped on the table and kicked the knife out of his hand as Veronica got loose from his grip, and Zan made a low kick right above the desk, hitting my leg when I managed to stand up on the desk, and everything stopped right before impact. I saw that Zan had also frozen still.
"ENOUGH!" Veronica screamed, and we flew to the other side of the room behind the couch.
Both made an upper kick from the ground in an instant, and I went for a fist at his head, but he was too fast and went down and made a hard punch to my stomach as I stumbled back a couple of steps, trying to catch my balance. Purple tried attacking him, but his movements were too fast, and this guy looked like a muscle mountain; he was slightly taller than me. Purple came too close to him, and he grabbed her blazer and threw her over the couch like she was nothing. I quickly moved towards him, and he made a quick round kick, making me lose my balance. He took a stance and moved towards me, making a straight kick. I felt the door hit my back as I slid on the floor, and everything went black.
I woke up in an instant, and I was on the sperm couch, what the fuck!
"Sorry! Everything got cleared up now, you said your name is Van Polan. Who trained you?" Zan asked.
I looked around, trying to gather myself, how fast are the Witches that have cleaned up Victoria's office, and I remembered his question.
"Zark...Zark Van Polan!"
"No wonder you lost, I trained Zark Van Polan!" Zan said and walked out of the office with a lot of self-confidence and bragging behind it. He did, though, have Veronica under the knife, and it was the first time I had seen her scared like that. He must have immense powers, as he took me out so easily.
"So...Who really was...!"
"Don't mind him, the situation is resolved. He was only looking for answers. Ah, my Queen, you are here." Veronica said, and I turned to the right as I saw the lady not even meeting my eye, with soldiers dragging Ginger into the room, as the door shut.
Veronica walked around her desk with the bandage clearly visible on her throat and leaned towards the desk while the Queen was sitting down, both facing me. Ginger smiled and sat down beside me on the couch as I stared at him because I didn't want to sit beside the guy who had been punching me for days.
"Both of you are called here on an assignment. The reward is...Freedom!"
What! Are they going to let us go like that? Ginger started clapping his hands, looking happy about the news, not realizing that there was probably a catch.
"So, what is the catch?" I asked.
Veronica reached her desk and handed me a plastic cover with a title.
"Eh...You want us to play this game?"
"Yes and No! The Heroes & Villains game is a virtual reality game. It was released two months ago, and 200 copies reached the underground players in the human world, but the main problem is that there is no game. Someone powerful blocked all entrances to the Fallen Kingdoms and sealed it off from the rest of Valiant. We are not sure, but we think the whole world is working on gaming mechanics, hence the weird name of the game."
Have they smoked the mushroom instead of eating it? They must be joking, haha, a game that is for real, not happening.
"Why do you even care about a game released in 200 copies? So what if 200 citizens, wherever they came from, went in and played as Heroes and Villains?
"70 humans are missing from the human world, with a lot of teens gone missing suddenly. Is that not your people?"
Something is fishy here. Why was I dragged into this shit?
"While I live in Stockholm, I can't do anything about this issue, but I will give you advice if that is the assignment."
They looked at each other, then at us. Shit, this is not good.
"We want both of you to enter the game world." The Queen spoke up, which surprised me a little bit, as she looked a bit too eager.
"Why?"
"You will enter the game world in search of the Princess. You need to find her and bring her back to Paladin Woods."
HAHAHAHA! Yeaaaaaaaah...riiiiiight! I am going to do that, fuck no! First, getting tortured every two weeks, and now I have to get the Princess out of trouble. HAHAHA, no fucking chance.
"I am not going to say no, I am going to say HELL NO! I'd rather rot in prison." I commented, which made Ginger stare at me, the smile gone, almost looked depressed.
"The price for finding the Princess is removal of the curse, and you will be a free man. You can have your freedom." The Queen pushed on, which made me uncomfortable as she really hated me.
"Will the bounty get removed also?" I asked.
"That is not possible, while the Valiant kingdom from our side will stop hunting you, the bounty will still be there. I can not do anything about it because it is a coerced decision made as you...ended my husband's life."
I shouldn't delve further, as I don't want to upset her again.
"Why us? Isn't there any soldiers or hunters you can send there?"
They looked at each other again, which worried me even more.
"We did send 40 soldiers and ten hunters...but they have not tried to contact back to the Valiant offices in the Fallen Kingdoms, so we may think that all of them are dead."
"Well, doesn't that mean that maybe we should not send anyone in there?" I asked, trying to make the obviously screwed up idea.
"Well, if something were to happen to the Princess, it would mean the end of your life, as your heart will stop. I came up with this brilliant idea to send you, because you cannot afford to let the Princess die. You get the curse removed and save the life of the Princess of the Valiant Kingdom, is that not something to be proud of?"
"Well, can you remove the curse now, then?"
"No! Only my daughter can remove the curse from you, as both of you are the only ones connected."
How fucking convenient, it is like the standard trope in all fucking stories. You are the chosen one, bla bla bla.
"Okay! Fine, it is not like I have a choice, as I can die any moment...DAH!"
"Read the back of the cover on the game mechanics. We hope that you will start the game as a Hero so you can start in a city." Veronica said.
I turned the cover, and it read:
'In the time of suffering and agony, Evil has entered the Fallen Kingdoms. While citizens die and burn to ashes as the suffering gets worse, the citizens are waiting for a Hero to rise from the ashes and attack the Villains that have taken over all the levels. Are you the chosen one to enter and save The Cursed Levels Of The Fallen Kingdoms?' O...M...G! This is the most cliche shit I have read.
Veronica reached for a book in front of me as I stared at the crap that looked like a 300-year-old book.
"What is this?" I asked.
"This is the Book of Knowledge; it has the history of the Fallen Kingdoms."
"Eh, so? What am I going to do with this?"
"If you need information when you are there, this book can tell you the history of the Fallen Kingdoms. The book comes with a warning: if you enter its reality, you must finish the task you have upon you. You will get stuck in that reality if you do not finish the task. To make sure you know how long you have been gone, you can have this watch. When you enter a task, start the clock to determine how long you are gone. Do not worry about the clock's power; it charges through the artificial sun in Valiant."
Well, that didn't sound confusing at all. Veronica put the clock around my wrist, and surprisingly, the Ginger guy got one, too.
"Do not worry, little one, the clock will adjust to the size, so it will be properly in place when you enter Valiant."
What a weird comment to say to a guy. Is it some bizarre kink Veronica has hidden in her wardrobe?
The Queen grabbed the cover from my hand as it began to float in the air, and she struck it towards the wall as a purple portal opened, pitch-black inside. What in the flying fuck, is the cover the portal to enter the freaking game?
"Please grasp the book, Berk! Because it will connect with you when you enter The Fallen Kingdoms, and you will be the only one who can use it."
I stood in front of the portal, and Ginger hopped up on my shoulder and held on hard. Damn, this looked giiiiiih, and why in the fuck was he even holding me? I turned around, and Victoria kicked me as I flew into the portal, and the book disappeared in an instant. I fell into darkness, and a circle of blue colour surrounded us. Ginger released himself, and something was happening to him. His...body was changing. What is happening to him? Don't tell me he will die before we even enter the other side. He became a small cat, and he still had the damn smile on his face as he grabbed my leg with his tail, when suddenly everything stopped. My back was leaning against something hard as my leg supported me. I looked down and saw grass. Did we get stuck between two big rocks? Ginger was gone, and an animal with a black tail at the tip was hanging from my left leg. I jumped down and lost my balance as the downhill came on in an instant, and when I tried to stop for a moment, the damn animal came after me with a flying kick, hitting me in the face, and we kept rolling until the ground and everything went black.
Meanwhile, somewhere in Stockholm...
Zan Van Pan exited the elevator on the 4th floor. He lived on the 5th floor, but a barred door with a marking above it blocked the entrance to the 5th floor. His relatives left the apartment for him as a safety measure to keep some things out. He unlocked the door and then locked it again just for safety, even though most Evil can not enter anyway because of the marking. He entered his apartment, which was the only apartment on that floor. He removed his bloody shirt in an instant, went directly to the kitchen, took out a Foke drink, and started gulping it. He moved in the darkness through the hallway and entered the living room, and suddenly he stopped in the middle of the room. Two red eyes looked at him in the darkness, and he knew it was a powerful demon, but this was not Lucifer. He sensed something behind him and turned his head slightly to the right, where he saw two blue eyes staring at him.
"How do I get the pleasure of being visited by a powerful Demon and Angel. I did not know that both sides had cozy nights, of all places, you chose my home, which I find a little bit strange, how you managed to enter, and why both sides decided to show up."
The Demon's teeth showed in the darkness, but the Demon kept its distance from Zan.
"We have a request from Perfidia." The Demon uttered.
Zan chuckled as he found that funny.
"I highly doubt that. Perfidia is a shithole, and it's been quiet there for a long time. Who am I to catch the interest of a demon and angel?" Zan asked.
"An intruder from Paladin Woods by the name Zark Van Polan entered Perfidia, and after he had entered, eleven prisoners from Perfidia escaped. That is why we are here."
Zan thought that was weird; he didn't have anything to do with this shit.
"What do you want?" Zan asked.
"You killed the weakest prisoner, so there are ten of them left. We wish you to hunt them down for us and send them back to Perfidia."
"Ah, well, no thanks! I don't intervene in business, the Van Polan idiots have already tainted their last name enough to make their dad turn in his grave...well, he disappeared, so I assume he is dead, you know, that is why I mentioned grave, did both of you get it?"
It was quiet for a moment as the tension mounted in the room; any moment, the whole room could erupt in an all-out battle.
"We know who you are...Zan Galvomit. The one who is immortal powers against all creatures between Hell and Heaven, the one who can kill Lucifer and Michael."