Chapter 4-
The Daily Grind.
AN: I am glad this is getting a great following. Sure 100+ favorites doesn't exactly mean i'm up there with the greats, but it's more then I thought I was going to get.
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Looking around, I quickly run through a log and up the side of a tree, looking for more acorns for winter.
'Must find nuts, need nuts for winter', was the basic thought process of mine. Suddenly a few leaves fell from a tree across from the one I was on. It was probably nothing, but I still watched the tree for a few moments, just to be sure.
After watching the tree for a few more seconds, I decide that the tree is not a threat, and quickly go back to searching for more nuts. Winter was coming soon, so I needed more nuts.
The fact that I had a tree full of nuts never registered with my one track mind.
Suddenly sensing danger, I quickly run up the tree to one of the upper branches, and use that branch to bridge my way towards another tree.
I keep doing this for a while until the threat of danger ebbs away.
Slowing to a halt, I decide that I am probably safe now.
Looking around at some trees trying to find a oak tree to get nuts from, I suddenly hear a piercing screech tear though the silence of the forest.
Looking behind myself, I see a flash of white heading towards me, making the warning signals going through my head flare even louder.
I quickly squeak as loudly as I can in hopes of warning any other squirrels in the area of the predator and try to flee.
Running over branches, I quickly jump down off a tree, jumping between tree trunk to tree trunk as I try to escape. Suddenly the sense of danger rises, and I do what the humans call a backflip to dodge the incoming white missile.
Quickly landing on the ground, I make my way through the tall grass, I lay down, trying to make myself unnoticeable, trying to not get noticed by the white predator.
Sadly, it is no use, and the predator quickly snatches me up mid-flight. The last thing I think before the inky darkness of death overtakes me is life is cruel, and life is unfair, but more importantly, it is unforgiving.
If only I kept running...
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Quickly eating up the last of the squirrel, I give a hoot of pleasure. Squirrels were always my favorite rodent to eat.
Suddenly another text box appears saying I gained 2+ EXP from that squirrel. That's another thing I like, the fact that when I 'Defeat' opponents I gain EXP. Of course, the higher the level, the larger the EXP gain.
Just my luck that squirrels are the weakest enemy around.
Deciding that I was done hunting for the day, I fly back to Privet drive, doing some quick math in my head on how much EXP I need until I level up. Seeing as i've already killed 10 squirrels, and each one is worth 2 EXP, I realize I need 110 EXP until I can level up.
Speaking of leveling up, the last time I leveled up I got a item called "Aviator glasses", wonder what they do.
As if I just summoned the devil, a text box appears, and brings along enough sass to fill a season of Glee.
[To equip a item, go into the menu, click on "Hub" and use the item you want. Some items are consumable's, and others aren't. So I hope for your sake you still have a couple brain cells left to tell them apart, or else this is going to be a long day.]
Deciding that now is not the time to think bad things about the text box, I quickly go into the menu and click on hub, and I am instantly assaulted with the many things I can do.
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WELCOME TO THE HUB
what would you like to do?
-Character Avatars
-Mission control
-Trophy room
-World Map
-Items
-Stats
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Quickly clicking on items, I notice I have two things, and it's written in green writing. Wonder what that's about...
And another text box shows up.
[Green items are items you can obtain only in missions, Purple items are items obtain from the corpses of 'defeated' enemies, Gold items are rare items that can be obtained scavenging or from the corpses of defeated enemies, silver items are uncommon items that can only be obtained through the corpses of defeated enemies, bronze items are common items found through scavenging and looting the corpses of defeated enemies, and red items are special items that are needed for missions.]
Reading the message multiple times, I quickly notice that not a single thing in there was insulting. Feeling slightly creeped out at the lack of insults, I quickly check out the Aviator glasses and what stats they have.
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{Aviator Glasses}
~They just look really cool~
+2 Perception during daytime
+5 Charisma when combined with the bomber jacket
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Deciding that there was no reason not to put them on, I equip them, deciding I would have to look out for the bomber jacket.
Suddenly the world becomes slightly darker, and I realize all my senses have suddenly gone up. I thought it would just be my seeing, but I can hear things better, and I can feel wind currents from father away.
Deciding to head back to Privet Drive, I lift my wings and take off, flying over and past the park, heading back to Privet Drive.
Hedwig never realized that a group of young teenagers filmed her catching and eating the squirrel...
Flying back through the window, I go and rest upon Harry's dresser. Looking around the room, I focus on the calender hanging on his wall over his desk. It said that in a week we would be going back to Hogwarts.
I should've felt happy about that, seeing as that was the place Harry first felt at home, but to me it was a deadline.
I've spent all the time since I've gone back in time messing around doing nothing. I've only gone up one level, and the one side mission I have I didn't bother to even do yet. I haven't even bothered exploring Britain.
I decide that starting tomorrow, I would have to start grinding for some levels. But for now, I should really take a nap. What is it, 5:00PM? Way to early.
Right when I'm starting to doze off Harry walks in, shutting the door behind him.
"Where did you get those Sun glasses?" I hear Harry say, but I'm to tired to care about his lack of knowledge about Aviators. I hear him walk over to the trunk by his bed and grab a spell book by his trunk.
What was I doing? Oh yes, sleeping.
Sleep sounds like a good idea...
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I wake up late the next day, seeing the time is 1:05 AM. Deciding that I should get to work grinding for some XP, I quickly go through the open window and fly off to the city, deciding that some ally cats and drunk hobos should give out some nice XP and loot.
Seeing Big Ben come into sight, I take the time to fly around it, images of last time flashing through my head.
Quickly flying over to a random street in London, I flutter down and sit on a apartment building at random. Suddenly, a message pops up.
[Congratulations, you found a crack den! Crack dens can be looted for drugs and items, which you can sell to certain people. Watch out for gangsters though. If they see you trying to steal their goods, they will think you are a member of a rival gang, and will immediately start a battle with you.]
Blinking my eyes, I look down on the building I'm sitting on. A crack den, huh. Well, this is convenient.
Flying in through a open window, I quickly notice that this isn't a crack den, by the looks of it, it's a apartment for a family. I can tell this by the fact that there is a family of four sitting on a couch staring at me.
Suddenly hearing the little girl scream, I decide to fly off before I die again. Flying back out the open window, I go to sit back on the roof, the sound of a window slamming is faintly heard in the background.
Looking at the expanse of sky around me, I notice a run down building two blocks away with a yellow beacon coming from it and a sign that says [Crack House]. Oops...
Quickly flying in through the crack houses broken down window, I slowly look around the room I'm in. There is a knocked out guy laying on the couch, his nose covered in a mysterious white power, and a table with two keys of blow. If you are wondering why a owl would know what blow looks like, let me tell you, Post-Owl Academy teaches you all aspects of life.
Suddenly the gangster jumps up off the couch with a war cry, and with a yell of "Holy fuck, a owl! It wants the blow!", the battle begins.
Suddenly I hear a wicked dubstep start playing in the background, which is weird, seeing as I kept game music off.
Suddenly the gangster dives at me and starts slashing a knife wildly, and I quickly fly upwards to avoid his attacks.
Suddenly I notice his health bar above his head, listing all his stats to me.
2-bit Gangster
Level 1
Watch out for this guy, he may be slow and not able to take many hits, but those steroids pack a punch!
Health- 40/40
Strength- 8
Dexterity- 1
Intelligence- 2
Magic- 0
Deciding that as long as I do some hit and runs I should be fine, I quickly swoop down and hit him with my talons, accidentally slicing him through the eye. Clutching his now ruined eye, he gave out a anguished scream before "fainting".
A sign also popped up that said Critical hit, but I think I already knew that.
Suddenly I get hit with a sign saying I've gained 35 XP. Deciding that if I see anymore Gangsters I will have to 'defeat' them for the XP, I casually fly out of the room and start searching for more hardcore drugs and people to beat up.
Walking into a room at random, I see two gangsters sitting with a guy in a ratty brown trench coat. Suddenly looking over to be, they all let out battle cries and jump at me. While I know the stats for the 2-bit gangsters, I don't know the stats for the guy in the trench coat.
Drug Dealer
Level 2
They say never shoot the messenger, but they never said anything about the supplier! Just hope the messenger isn't supplying bad news, don't know how that would turn out...
Health- 60/60
Strength- 6
Dexterity- 3
Intelligence- 4
Magic- 0
Deciding that the Drug Dealer seemed more dangerous than the 2-bit gangsters, I dispatch of them quickly before facing the him.
Knocking the last 2-bit gangster down before facing the drug dealer, I realize that I only need 3 more XP and I'll level up.
The drug dealer pulls out a zippo lighter and holds it up to face level and harshly blows at the flame. Suddenly a torrent of fire is hurtling towards me, and I quickly fly out of the way before I'm singed to a crisp.
Realizing that the Drug Dealer must me so drunk that just his breath can cause jets of fire alone, I decide to use that to my advantage. Quickly flying just out of his reach, I fly loops around him, making him try to follow me with his eyes the entire time.
After the fifth loop around his head, his eyes quickly start rolling around in their sockets while he is staggering around the room, swinging randomly trying to hit me.
Once again a random sign popped up, but only this time it said he was dazed.
Quickly swooping in for the kill, I slash at his face, but sadly miss his eyes. Apparently I only took his health down by 20.
But it wouldn't matter, seeing as when he was randomly swinging his fist around he punched himself in the balls, scoring a critical hit on himself and knocking himself out. A message popped up saying I earned 65 XP, along with a slew of messages saying random things.
[Achievement Achieved- Punch Drunk]
[Level up!]
[Perk(s) unlocked- Bye Bye Birdie, Smart as a Owl]
Rolling my head to get the messages out of my vision, I quickly loot the bodies of the 2-bit gangsters and the drug dealer.
Hmm, nothing special, only a couple syringes, 15£, and a brown trench coat.
Wait, what?
Checking again, I notice that I do in fact have a trench coat, and it's a silver item. I decide to check the stats for it, wondering what it has to bring to the table.
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Trench coat
~Don't worry, those red stains are just ketchup.~
+2 Sneaking
-2 Charisma
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Well, this is interesting. I could have 2 sneak, but at the cost of Charisma. Difficult... very difficult.
Deciding to only put the trench coat on when I need to be sneaking around, I quickly equip it and keep searching the Drug den. Seeing only 3 more keys of cocaine throughout the Drug den, I decide that the place must be secured, and take back off through the window back to Privet Drive.
[Autosaving, please do not turn off the console]
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Time-skip-
Next Day
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Waking up at 4:00 PM, I notice Harry isn't in the room, must be doing chores. Deciding there is no reason to be here, I unlock my cage with my talon and fly off to London, searching for a place to sell my stuff to.
Suddenly, a store appears on my mini-map, and I decide to fly to it,wondering what kind of store it is.
Quickly making my way to a store in the middle of London, I fly through it, barely noticing the sign out front that read [Game Stop].
Entering into the store, the clerk looks up from the magazine he is reading, and looks back down to it again, as if he didn't just see a owl fly into the store he's working in.
Walking up to the clerk, the world becomes hazy for a few moments, and a menu opens up displaying everything I can do.
[Welcome to Game Stop, what would you like to do?]
-Sell
-Buy
-What is 'Game Stop', and how far should I run away from it?
Deciding to click on sell, my menu suddenly opens up to all the items I have.
Deciding to only sell the keys of cocaine and the syringes, I click on them. A arrow appears along with a number. Deciding I want to sell all of them, I click the arrow four times until it stops on 5 for the keys of cocaine. I then only click the arrow once for the syringes, seeing as I only had two.
Seeing the price I would get for the five keys of cocaine made my head practically spin on its axis. I could probably buy a house with that sort of cash!
Deciding to sell all of the items I selected, I fly out of the shop and back into the city, thinking about what to do.
I think it's time to make a stop to Gringotts to make a vault account, with how much money I'm carrying around.
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AN:I want to give a nice shout-out to MichaelSuave! You all probably already know him, but the guy has practically defined the 'Your life is a game' Genre. Anyway, todays omake is about a AU about the teenagers who videotaped the epic chase between Hedwig and the Squirrel. Also, the epic dubstep Hedwig listened to was 'Haunted' by Shurk.
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AU Omake- It all started with a squirrel
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Hedwig never realized that a group of young teenagers filmed her catching and eating the squirrel.
The video would later become famous on Youtube, leading to all of them getting a passion for filming animals doing interesting things for their youtube channel. They would later gain a huge popularity on the website, catching the interest of Animal Planet, where they would be given a contract to go with a documentary crew to film wildlife in the Black Forest in Germany.
They would later (in said forest) film a unicorn running through the forest, being chased by a hungry Griffon. With this video proof in tow, they would later show all the fellow "muggles" that those two magical creatures were real. Sparking a craze known as "Magic Mania", hundreds of thousands of people from all over the globe would search for fabled creatures for fame and glory.
After multiple governments told civilians multiple times not to, and even barring off certain parts of forest to people, one group of talented hackers would later hack into Frances government files to see why they were so sketchy about 'Fable Searching'. The files they would find would end up being the ones about the magical population throughout France, and even the world.
What would follow would shake the world, from 'muggles' campaigning to be called 'mundanes' because 'muggle' sounds like a slur, to campaigns for the rights for interspecies relationships between humans and sentient magical species, to attacks on wizards from devote catholics claiming wizards were horrors spawned of the devil (this was later put to rest by the pope, who claimed the only horror was the horror of watching innocent bystanders get attacked, and no true catholic would do this to another human being).
One experience that will be looked back on were the campaigns for House Elf rights, lead by a young women named Hermione Granger. The trials would later be used as a example for equal rights, with the saying, which would bring equality ahead by years. It would be reported the rate of minorities being arrested for false charges would drop by 60%.
Hard to believe that in the end, this can all be traced back to a white owl catching a squirrel. Well, that's life I guess.