Ghost
[Rewrite: 08/05/2015: Because this chapter was just begging to be rewritten and looked over once again. Hope you don't hate me for that!]
This story, I loved so much. I just had to post the second chapter!
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2: Surprises.
It had been exactly one month since his new life began.
One month full of training, learning more languages than an average person should in such a short time, trying out for the school football team.
Forcing himself not to face plant seeing the lack of skills his team had. It truly baffled him, how the team had made it the finals, no wonder the Coach broke down into tears when he tried out for the team.
He suppose it was really to be expected, considering the school had more than half the population filled with nerds that didn't have an ounce of athletic ability in their bones so during this time, he also started adjusting to his new personality and it became less frequent that he would slip up and act like his old self, Xavier Schiller.
His parents were all smiles when he told them he had made a friend and had managed to fight down the urge to burn something as soon as he walked through the front door.
Apparently his accomplishment was party worthy and that night a huge party broke out.
His eyebrow twitched, not liking the increasing number of people coming into his home and causing a ruckus.
Don't these people have anything better to do?
To make matters worse. It seemed the paparazzi had somehow got wind of the party and were now, not so stealthy hiding in the bushes, snapping pictures that almost made him go blind.
He wondered what tomorrow big headline would be since he was a Ghost and anything a Ghost did was newsworthy. There was no doubt in his mind that the gossip columns would portray him in a rebellious light, he suppose it was his fault for choosing to have this kind of life.
Why fight it?
Taking off his glasses and doing a cannonball into the pool with his school uniform still on, when he finally came up for air, he found himself surrounded by 4 female models.
He smiled and pulled back his hair, revealing his face and smiled charmingly.
"Hello, ladies"
The girls giggled, having been younger than them, he was classed as 'cute' in their eyes and like most females they loved cute things.
Ghost kept on smiling, knowing full well, the Paparazzi were eating it up and were trying to capture every moment through the camera viewpoint.
If he was a bad boy in their eyes who was he to deny them?
3 Hours later, he reluctantly pulled himself from a group of girls and waved a good night to his new parents, who were surrounded by their managers and friends, swapping stories about him as a baby.
A conversation he didn't want to hear.
Stripping down naked and dumping his clothes on the floor, knowing one of the servants would pick it up and have it cleaned the next morning.
He jumped into his big soft bed and found himself asleep 5 minutes later.
#Morning#
Red eyes met his black and green ones and he rolled off the bed in fright.
Red eyes filled with amusement.
"Dammit, old man! why are you here?! You almost gave me a heart attack!"
The man's mouth curled up into a smile "Good, it seems you awake" ignoring the fierce glare sent his way. "Tell me, how are you finding your new life? Is it what you hoped for and more?"
Ghost snorted "I know you've been spying on me so you should know".
The man made himself comfortable on his bed, unmoved by the glare sent his way. "True..." not at all surprised.
"What do you want?" He asked rudely.
The man pouted, "Ruin, my fun why don't you?" getting a pointed look and raised his hands up in surrender "Fine, fine. I came to talk to you about your new powers"
At the mention of powers, he straightened up "and what about them?"
The man smirked evilly making him weary "The human DNA can only handle been changed some much and the fact that you have multiple powers meaning your DNA has completely changed"
Ghost gulped, suddenly filled with dread "And what does that mean for me?"
His grin grew wider "You're not human" fully enjoying his charge shocked expression,
Ghost, just barely managed to choke out "what?"
The man gave him a fake look of sympathy. "Don't worry about it because in this life you're not human. I've changed your form a bit so now you are the son of two aliens masquerading as humans, they've been on earth for quite a long time and it's only through a miracle that they weren't too busy enough to conceive you."
Ghost feet collapsed, unable to process the information because of how unbelievable it was when he did finally get his head around it thanks to his heightened IQ.
Anger took over.
"You, asshole!" lunging at the man, fully intending to grab the man by the neck and wipe off that grin.
The man floated up, missing the lung. "I must warn you because you've reached the teenage age for you race, your powers will continue to grow until it reaches it reaches their peak. Be prepared to go through a LOT of pain. The form you are in now will soon be your human form. Your parents will help you with the transforming and answer any questions you have. The only outside difference would be your hair, will eventually turn white and so will your eyes"
The man laughed earning a glare from Ghost.
"Don't tell me there's more" Ghost voice dripping with sarcasm.
The man patted his head. "It seemed gaining some brain power did wonders for you!" making Ghost lung at him again, he merely sidestepped to the left. "You see, Lucifer is looking for a son so that when he retires, Hell will be in good hands. I offered you up!"
Ghost frowned wondering who Lucifer was before his eyes widened "Lucifer, as in the king of hell?! ARE YOU CRAZY, OLD MAN!?"
The man chuckled "IT GETS BETTER! you're the new god of Chaos! You may experience a slight change in personality and be drawn to anything that would cause a lot of Chaos! Do your ancestor proud!" and then he vanished.
Ghost slumped down on the floor in shock, not only was he an alien. He was now the new god of Chaos and to make matters worse he was going to be the next king of hell!?
How could it get any worse?!
His eyes roamed the room, something to distract his mind. They somehow made their way to the calendar were they stooped at today's date.
His heart stopped.
Apparently it just did.
He shuddered.
Today was February 14th.
Valentine Day.
Maybe I should pretend to be sick?
"Ahm. And WHERE do you think you're going, young man?" An amused voice came from behind him, he froze.
He recognised that voice anywhere.
He turned around slowly in fear to meet his mother standing at the door way, giving him a creepy smile. His eyes drifted to the hot frying pen in her left hand being tapped lightly on the palm by her right hand. He eyed the fraying pen with fear.
"Mother, have I ever told you. I love you?" Hoping to not experience his mothers wrath so early in the morning.
Her smile didn't weaver and she said in a creepy voice "school, now".
He nodded quickly, took a shower and got dressed. He didn't dare protest, not with his scary mother watching him.
His father gave him a look of pity before he was shoved through the door and the door slammed behind him.
"YOU BETTER GO TO SCHOOL TODAY! OR THERE WILL BE HELL TO PAY!"
He flinched, his mother was so scary…..
He wondered who would kill him first.
His mother or his Fan girls?
Today was going to be hell…
Done!
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