Anyone reading this, will probably be thinking: why is Fatherfail working on his side project and not Toys Cant Die? Well, the answer is: I don't know. Don't worry though. Im on Thanksgiving Break (finally). School issue.
And yes, Toys Cant Die will be receiving a new chapter tonight. I just wanted to add in this idea. Also, my main stories wont be receiving the usual amount of attention I usually give them because I need to wrap up any loose ends I have. Oh and there will be a REALLY big (troll?) in the new post of Toys Cant Die. I love doing these things. Anyways, here is the second chapter of Goliath.
David's house
David lived next to a huge garbage dump. It smelled bad. Really bad. But they were happy which was all that mattered. David's house was a creaky old wooden house made of petrified wood. It was old, decrepit and smelly. But, most of the houses in this district where that way. Sewage over flowed in the streets and smoke arose from random fires in the alleyways. Their roof was little more than a tin sheet covered in a layer of clay. The inside of the house wasn't much better. The floor creaked, the doors creaked and pretty much everything creaked. David's room was small, an old bed in the corner, a wooden desk and a chair missing one leg. The only thing that David had that was grand, was his brother's medal for valor. His brother was a general in the Rune Knight army, an incredible accomplishment for someone born in the commons district. In fact, he was the officer that kept order in the district. He literally spent every cent helping his family secure a house in the district. Housing costs were high and even with his pay, they could barely afford this house. Oliver, David's brother, always put duty first when dealing with family issues. But David wasn't thinking of Oliver as he stared down at a piece of paper on his desk.
He was finishing up the outline for the guild system. It was perfect with a leading role for the council. It consisted of several guilds that each had a master. Those masters, reported their activities to the council every month at Arcana, the capitol. The council had the right to disband every guild under just suspicions. They were responsible for keeping the law intact in the world. David grinned as he folded the paper and put it in his pack. He would be showing this to Kiliman first thing in the morning. Of course, being a guild master was going to be difficult. He just hoped his idea would be approved and that Kiliman didn't know what he was….
Next day, after school
David was having a good day as he walked towards Kiliman's office. Class had gone smoothly and he was feeling great. The school's halls were empty and David walked past a tunnel made entirely of glass. He was nearing Kiliman's office. He finally reached the office and gulped a little as he knocked. The door was quickly opened by Kiliman. He was wearing a lab coat, his black hair cut short and his usual dark look.
"David, what brings you here?" Kiliman asked as he moved to his desk and sat down.
David took out the paper and showed it to Kiliman.
"I came up with this last night sir. Do you think it could work? Mages rarely do anything useful for this community so I thought this could work." David said, hope filling his eyes.
"Denied." Kiliman said bluntly as he stamped the paper with a red X.
David's hopes plummeted. Without the consent of a teacher, nothing could happen. Kiliman smiled slyly as he made the sign for silence. His dark eyes twinkled as he handed David a sack. David took it and weighed it. It was heavy, could be money.
"I must speak quickly. I may have denied your paper but I fully approve of your system. The mages of this time, they do nothing. They sit, grow fat and lazy and do nothing. I unofficially approve your system. I am authorizing your system but with only 1 guild. That way, it is low profile. Say that you are doing community service. Take the money and go to the empty conference room. That is where you guild can be located. I will hand copies of this system to trusted staff and students." Kiliman said as he stood. "You have created something marvelous."
David nodded and was about to leave the room when something that Kiliman said made him freeze in his tracks.
"And David, I know that you are a Graft."
David froze for a second and walked out the door calmly. As soon as the door closed, he broke out into a run. Kiliman KNEW. He knew that he was a graft! He dug into his pack and fished out a textbook and flipped it open to a page on Grafts.
Grafting, the unholy alliance between man and machine. A person that receives a graft is called a Graft. A graft can come in many forms. Often, it is not visible so as not arouse suspicion. Grafting is currently illegal and is punishable by death. Often, poor families will spend their entire life savings for one of their children to receive a graft to increase their chance of survival. A graft can be anything from, an artificial leg, arm or even an organ. However, the most powerful grafts can be hidden from view by implanting them in the brain. These grafts can increase intelligence and always result in a genius like child. The council outlawed grafts because they thought grafts cheated the god of Death because anyone that receives a graft can live for several centuries. Grafts are easily identified by anyone who seems to have superhuman abilities like scaling a wall incredibly fast, being incredibly agile or being incredibly smart. The last one is the hardest to prove because the subject can die while probing for the graft. Grafts usually attach to the desired area and naturally form a bond with human tissue and are absorbed into the body. Powerful magicians can easily see who is a graft because their life force is different. Grafts are often used to enhance magic or as an alternative to magic.
Sweat dropped down David's head as he ran through the school to the empty conference room. He hoped that his guild would be successful. He quickly arrived at the empty conference room and he opened the door quickly to see some people already in the room. They each held a flyer in their hand. He counted them. 5 people. He saw Hunter and Mavis talking in the corner and several other people he didn't know. He closed the door silently behind them and walked in, feeling awkward. Everyone looked at him. He felt sweat drop down his back.
"Er, hello everyone. This, is, my guild. A lot of you might not be really familiar with this system." David said as he looked at everyone.
David pointed to the chairs at the table and everyone quickly sat down. David stood and pointed to the chalkboard at the far end of the room. He picked up the chalk and wrote a word on the board. Goliath.
"This is our guild name. I will be the leader but that really doesn't matter right now. Whether or not this becomes a widely accepted system depends on ALL of us, including me. I assume everyone is familiar with how the guild system works?" David said as everyone nodded.
One kid held up the flyer. He was a sly looking kid with a thin face and a sly smile. His black hair was a bit long like Hunters and he wore the student uniform.
"Yeah, it explained everything on the flyer." He said as he put his hand down.
David nodded and went on with the next thing he had to do. Introduce everyone.
"Hello everyone, my name is David Goliath and I am in Lord Kiliman's class." He said as he took a seat at the head of the table.
The sly looking kid stood up next. He definitely looked like a noble kid. He cleared his throat and spoke.
"Hello everyone. My name is Charles "Phantom" Smith. Im in Lady Frina's class." He said as he sat down.
Hunter stood up next. He looked sort of sleepy as he introduced himself.
"Hellooooooooo. My name is Hunter Chase and im in Lord Kiliman's class." He said, dragging out the "o" and sitting down.
The next person to stand up was a very muscular boy with rock solid muscles nearly bursting from his ill fitting uniform but his face was incredibly deformed. Scars went down every single inch of skin and his forehead was burned nearly black. He wore an incredibly small uniform, towered over everyone in the room and had dark green eyes. His blonde hair was cut in a buzz cut.
"My name is Samuel Pegasus. Im in Lord Weston's class." He said in a deep voice as he sat down.
Mavis decided to go next. She was wearing the girl's uniform which had the same shirt and jacket like boys but had a skirt instead of dress pants. She was the only person who smiled in their introduction.
"Hello, my name is Mavis Vermillion. I am in Lord Kiliman's class." She said, smiling.
The next kid who stood up looked sort of like Charles except he had a small sharp beard forming under his chin and he had a confident grin. He didn't wear the school uniform but wore a shirt with vertical black stripes going down the blue background. He wore a pair of khaki shorts and wore dusty sneakers. He seemed to shiver a bit as he walked up.
"Hello, my name is Lamia Deserson. As you can tell, I am not from this continent." He said in a thick accented voice.
Lamia was the only person not in uniform and the only one that was foreign to this continent. Everyone sat down and David stood back up.
"Everyone, feel free to engage in conversation. I guess you could say that we are family now." David said awkwardly.
David burned with embarrassment. There was no way that this could work. The guild was late to the meeting, the awkward introductions and so forth… Surprisingly, everyone burst into conversation. Perhaps… David soon found himself talking to Samuel and Charles. Despite Samuel's intimidating looks, he was very calm and laughed and joked with him. Charles, despite looking like a con artist was just as nice as Samuel. David soon understood why these people were mixing so well. As the conversations got more in depth, the people began to reveal their lives. Samuel was disfigured by a fire in the slums but he was brilliant at being a mage and soldier. Charles was from the high nobility but he hated riches and wished to live a life of equality. David soon realized that Kiliman had instantly copied the flyers and sent them to each person, individually. Only those Kiliman could trust received the flyers. Kiliman had brought the failures of the world together so that they could become something more…besides Mavis of course.
"Do we have any jobs?" David asked. He was curious whether or not Kiliman had also distributed jobs as well.
Everyone nodded and held out a collection of jewels. Around 2,000 jewels had been collected from completed jobs. Already? How far did Kiliman go? David just smiled and silently thanked Kiliman for his foresight. Soon, the meeting was over and Goliath was locked up for the night and everyone said their goodbyes. It had been very interesting to see everyone mix together so well like that. David and Hunter decided to go home together. They walked along the concrete road that led to their homes. They were talking about today's experiences. It was dark and the moon was out and shining.
"Everyone is pretty chill. Especially Lamia. Its pretty awesome seeing so many people talk so freely like that." Hunter said, sighing.
"Yeah, im actually really impressed. Tomorrow will be pretty awe-ow!" David shouted as he grabbed the side of his face.
The sound of a rock clattering to the ground could be heard. Then the sound of laughter. Hunter's ears perked up. Them. Pretty soon, out of the darkness came 2 kids. They wore the school uniform and over them, the robes of nobles. They had cocky grins on their faces. One of them held a rock and was throwing it back and forth from hand to hand.
"So, what are 2 street rats doing in Noble territory?" they smirked.
David was about to reply when suddenly Hunter dashed forward with incredible speed and smashed one of the kids faces with his leg. The kid smashed against the other and they went down in a heap. Hunter began smashing them with his foot and the kids screamed in pain with every stomp. Hunter seemed to blaze with anger.
"Heh, how "noble" are you when I smash my foot into you? Huh? Don't you ever hurt my friend or flirt with my sister every again. Got that?" Hunter said angrily as he kicked the 2 kids again with his foot and sent them skidding back.
David was impressed. He knew Hunter was fast but he didn't know he was that fast or that strong. The 2 kids ran screaming.
"I know what you are! A graft! Expect a knock pretty soon! Stupid street rats!" they screamed as they ran into the darkness.
David looked at Hunter as he continued to walk. Hunter a graft? Well, of course. It was obvious but his graft was in his arm…did he get a new one? David ran to catch up with Hunter.
"Hey, did you get a new graft or something?" he asked.
Hunter nodded and pulled up his pants leg. Part of his leg was covered in a metallic substance and gears were partly visible from inside his skin. It hadn't completely bonded with his leg yet. Hunter sighed and kept walking.
"If you didn't know, those 2 idiots keep hitting on my sister. Had to sort them out. Well, anyways. See ya David. I have some errand to run so I have to split here." Hunter said as they arrived at a fork in the path.
David nodded as Hunter dashed into the darkness and disappeared. David walked home alone, but smiling. His system was a success! Already, jobs were being completed and everyone had bonded so well as a family! He owed much to Kiliman.
Well, there you go. I hope you guys like this chapter. Next chapter, will be action packed and will explain some things about magic. Anyways, here is the next character bio.
Name: Hunter Chase
Age: 16
Class: B
Teacher: Lord Kiliman
Magic: uses an arm and leg graft.
Personality: Hunter is a very laid back kind of guy that doesn't really pay attention to school much. His grades are horrible and is considered a street rat even though his father is a minor noble. He prefers to hang out, skip class or chase girls then go to class.
Appearance: chestnut brown hair that can sometimes cover his eyes and is a little long in the back. He wears the normal school uniform but it is very rumpled and not tucked in. His eyes are a light brown color with gold flecks and is very tan. He is thin and he is quick on his feet and quite strong for his build.
History: Hunter was born to Emily Chase and Raymond III Chase. Raymond was a minor noble so Hunter's life was a lot better in comparison to David's. Hunter's parents broke the law by giving him a graft in the arm when he was young. He was enrolled at Lord Kiliman's school because his father is a noble and receives a discount. He soon found out that delivering messages to kids was a very profitable business. He knows where every vent in the school leads and can easily fit inside. He used the money to buy a leg graft very recently.
Likes: sleeping and friends
Dislikes: class and people that aren't chill
Other: he sleeps a lot in class even though he knows his grades are bad. Lord Kiliman doesn't really mind though.
Well, there is Hunter's bio. Im sure all of you know which guilds will spring up after this story. I hope you enjoyed this chapter and any questions about certain characters living incredibly long lives is explained in this chapter. Thanks, FF
