Chapter 2: He takes Taylor on some kind of date, then he hits the trio.

POV Harold H. Holmes

It has been five days since my arrival at the Hebert house, I arrived on Monday, today is Friday.

In the short time I have been a guest here, I have learned several things that have helped calm my nerves.

First of all, restful sleep is a miracle medicine to soothe the nerves. With a clear head, I was able to realize that my fear of an attack by Simurgh is too irrational ... for now.

That crazy flying woman with telekinetic powers only attacks people who change the world for the better.

That means until I invent the cure for cancer or release my future technology to the public I'll be fine.

I have to be less a revolutionary genius who solves the world's problems, more a mysterious vigilante who satisfies his selfish and childish desires. I can work with this limitation until I'm ready to fight the giant monsters of Worm.

The second important fact, I am extremely attractive, I mean it. Instead of being the real me, I am in the body of the character I invented.

The body of Harold H. Holmes looks an awful lot like Arthur Pendragon from Fate / Prototype.

171 centimeters in height, 68 kilograms in weight, visibly light and soft short blond hair, green eyes.

All I have to do is design medieval fantasy armor and I will be a knight in sparkling armor that anyone dreams of as a child. Personally, I would have preferred to be a space knight with space magic. Perhaps like a jedi, but with more futuristic ninja armor.

If I get the power to transform into a girl or Magical Girl I will surely become a carbon copy of Saber Arturia or yet another Saberface.

With such a face I can easily make friends with cute girls, become a folk hero, or manipulate people using my Prince Charming charisma.

The third important fact, today's date, I find myself on November 20, 2010, when Behemoth is about to attack. So I have 3 months before Simurgh will attack Canberra, two months before Taylor gets his powers.

By my calculations, I have six months to prepare for Leviathan's attack, enough time to prepare and plan on how to survive or even win this "game" of life and death.

I hope to obtain as quickly as possible an incredibly powerful exotic technology or the knowledge necessary to build anti-kaiju space weapons of mass destruction.

From fear. Aside from the fear that I am sure to receive a sudden and merciless attack from a giant monster while I am helpless and unprepared. I have moved on to the fear of a race against time, something that threatens to destroy my nerves when time runs out. But the fear will come when the time is running out, much better than being afraid to sleep or leave the house so as not to be targeted.

I'll do what I usually do with summer homework, have fun until the last 100 meters, go crazy after that and somehow get it done ... maybe if I believe it, it might work.

Back to the important facts, without Super-Taylor and her spy bugs around I can work in peace at night and during the day while Taylor goes to school and Danny is working.

Before turning the old closet in the attic into a portal to Narnia, my custom Narnia to build super-fast cars, I decided to get some practice first.

I snuck into the garage to work on Danny's car, using the tools at hand I was able to fix many things in the Hebert-mobile's engine and suspension.

After testing my newly acquired skills I started working on my personal vehicle, a 1997 custom white Peugeot 406.

Currently, the car has undergone several racing modifications that are mechanically hidden.

Maybe I can go by the name Daniel Morales and start participating in illegal racing to make some money.

Or become a cab driver and help the local police with crimes, but where do I find a bumbling cop/police inspector living with his widowed mother who needs a genius driver.

In addition to my secret job as a mechanic, I became a kind of housewife of the Hebert family. After the first night of sleep, when I arrived in the kitchen to make breakfast, I had a new perk: Servant.

Not the kind of Servant Waifu from Nasuverse, but the classic domestic servant, an advantage that makes me the perfect British butler.

I was expecting something more technological or aesthetic, but being able to perform all sorts of household chores and maintenance work is something that is useful in everyday life.

After an awkward but tasty five-star looking breakfast, I ended up preparing all of the Heberts' meals and began to repair the house, starting with the famous rotten step.

Danny needs to find himself a new woman or take antidepressants, if it wasn't for poor Taylor doing what she can with household chores, I'm sure this house would fall apart. Luckily, I'm here now to fix it up piece by piece.

Perhaps it is a waste of time, renovating a house that is in danger of being destroyed in the next few months by a giant monster.

But I need to be busy, otherwise, my mind begins to think about bad and depressing things. Plus I can't defeat organized crime with a fast car and attitude as a fearless boy.

No matter what the action movies say, a cool car, ash, determination and attitude, won't stop the criminals, especially the Paraumans of this city.

Certainly, I have the highest quality magic circuits, but so far using Magecraft I've managed to scan and improve simple tools and appliances, as well as find a way to break eggs on command. A little Overloaded Reinforcement is a great trick in the kitchen ... in the name of Akasha, I have become Shirou Emiya!

A weird, cute kid with a hero complex, novice Magus, obsessed with housework and fixing things, stuck on a path that will get him into a lot of trouble.

All that's missing is an incompetent adult and an abused younger girl who loves me ... Danny is an incompetent adult and ... Taylor is an abused younger girl ...

I'm a fucking parody of Shirou!

At least before I sacrifice myself to save the world I will definitely have sex with a cute girl, preferably one who is not Taylor.

Speaking of Taylor, I'm making progress with her, nothing romantic, but slowly she's opening up with me. As they say small steps, then you walk, finally, you run.

After five days we are not best friends or brothers in anything but blood. Taking into account Taylor's social circle for her, I am without a doubt the closest thing she has to a friend.

However, the number of times she has gotten nervous when I talk about computers, technology, movies, comics, heroes is dwindling.

I'm pretty sure I see her smile when I stand next to her and talk to her about what I've fixed in the house.

A weak smile, but sincere and adorable.

I am currently cleaning dishes while Taylor is reading a book and Danny is doing some accounting calculations on several sheets of paper.

Maybe I don't show it, but I'm a little frustrated, for some unknown reason, the Celestial Forge hasn't given me new gifts in the last few days and I don't like that. How can I save the world if I don't have the right tools?

It continues to accumulate energy, but at such an incredibly slow rate as to be considered null.

It might mean that I need to do something more exciting and stimulating instead of staying at the Heberts' house being a maid/housekeeper by day and a car mechanic by night.

Worm powers are sentient, in order to get valuable data they push their host into conflict, as well as drive them insane in some way or form.

In my case, does my power regard me as some kind of pet or as if I was some kind of television show for its private enjoyment?

Should I do something interesting to get more power or try to talk to them/him/her?

Talking with my powers, is such a thing at least possible? I have nothing to lose if I try.

Putting the dishes away, I leave the kitchen and go to the bathroom.

"I've seen enough movies, if my reflection starts talking it means I've gone crazy or my powers can communicate with me.

Miss/Mister Celestial Forge, I am happy to be chosen to get the privilege of wielding such a power, the environment is not perfect, Marvel and DC would be better in so many ways, but I can work with it.

I can't work if you don't give me the materials. Long story short, what would you like me to do in exchange for a small gift ...

I can leave the house and maybe take Taylor to the mall, buy her an ice cream cone and some nice clothes ...

What am I doing, I'm talking to myself in a bathroom that needs cleaning, Danny for Cybertron's sake you're no longer allowed to eat beans for dinner.

Forget it, my powers that maybe are alive and watching me, won't give me anything if I take Taylor out for fun ... "I stopped talking because I just got a small gift from Celestial Forge, a wallet and/or a card credit with $ 10,000 inside, every month I will receive the same amount, a monthly allowance.

"What are the odds that my powers that be are actually Taylor fanboys and want me to help her to the best of my ability," I asked myself, incredulous that my crazy idea worked, maybe I didn't receive anything exotic, but $ 10,000 every month is something very worthwhile.

"If I ask her to give me a tour of the city and treat her to a nice dinner and a movie ... "

The Celestial Forge's core activated again, throwing a nice amount of energy into benefits coming from Toaruverse.

"Money, a lot of money, followed by a pass for luxury hotels, cute clothes, eternal beauty, and the power of the Esper to bring out the sparks ...

This is a joke for when I compared myself to Shirou Emiya or for saying that Sakura Matou and Taylor Hebert are similar. You know what, I'm going to change my clothes, let's talk about it later. "I said hoping my words would stop being heard by the force behind my powers. I want to be the greatest inventor/blacksmith / Tinker genius in the world, not a cute boy or the ideal boyfriend for teenage girls.

I take the cosmic key out of my pocket and go to my pocket space to grab the new credit card.

I decide to put on my new magical clothes, which repair themselves automatically, as well as change shape, and remove dirt and stains from themselves.

XXX

POV Narrator

Fifteen minutes later, the Celestial Forge user has come down the stairs.

He is wearing a black coat with a long tail on the right side and a collar with a larger left side. There is a blue brassard on the left bicep of the capote. Underneath the coat, he wears a tattered dark blue shirt.

Holmes' hands are covered by black gloves and he is wearing a pair of jeans with military-style combat boots.

"Holmes, are you feeling alright? You've been in the bathroom for some time. Last night's beans didn't go so well." Danny asked a little worried about Holmes' gut health, before noticing his nephew's new clothes.

"This is the moment where you start the troubled teenage rebellion or dream of becoming a rock star." Muttered Danny, hoping his hitherto eccentric, kind, quiet, working nephew hasn't started to fall off the straight and narrow.

"In the bathroom, I had a revelation!" Harold announced, gaining the attention of both Danny and Taylor.

"What kind of revelation can you get in a bathroom ?" Taylor asked, taking her nose out of the Lord of the Rings book.

"If I'm going to live in a city controlled by murderous Asian gangs, extreme Nazis, and dull drug addicts, I can't dress like a good rich kid.

So I changed my look to some kind of casual punk, high-class punk, or Victorian punk. If I had a monocle or a walking stick, my costume would be complete. But I'll settle for the umbrella." Holmes explained, pulling out an old umbrella that belonged to Danny's father, then proceeded to take several modeling positions.

Taylor oddly turns all red from her cousin's fashion presentation, murmuring under her breath, " Either Holmes all of a sudden looks like a prettier, more handsome boy than before, or I like the bad boy look."

"If it's just a new style and you don't want to join a gang you can wear whatever you want, blue looks great on you." Said Danny, even a dull man like him can recognize that his nephew dressed in blue is a real heartbreaker.

"Tay-Tay, I choose you. it's your turn to get dressed and accompany me.! " Holmes said, making a reference to Pokémon, pointing the umbrella at Taylor and giving him a pet nickname.

" What !?" Taylor said, surprised by her abnormally cute cousin's statement about her.

"Tay-Tay ?" Danny muttered, repeating Taylor's pet nickname.

"Today is Friday, we are young people and need to go out and celebrate. We are teenagers who need to burn youth while we can," Holmes explained, making exaggerated gestures with his hands.

"It's only three in the afternoon, a little early to be out clubbing," Danny asked, raising an eyebrow, not too sure what Holmes wants to do.

"I don't like to fly at night, the moon devours the breast of reason, the dark releases the dark soul of people, I want under the bright sun that cleanses the soul," Holmes explained, using his artist's language.

"Harold, you can say what you wish to do without using poems or abstract patterns, I'm a dock worker, not an art critic," Danny said, mentally sighing, one of Holmes' flaws is his habit of speaking as if he were in an impressionist art gallery. When the British nephew is happy, he speaks in ways that only artists with a degree in poetry can understand.

"For the past five days I've been stuck in the house, the only interesting things I do is fix the house, cook, or do my art.

I'm bored, I want to go out, eat pizza, buy something, buy a cute girl ice cream, see a movie and be back before it gets dark.

I don't like the night or the dark in general, too many shady and scary people for my taste." Explained Holmes, saying green in the face what he wants to do.

"If you want to go out why not do it alone," Taylor asked, clearly not wanting to go out or interact with other people more than she had to.

"I don't know the city and I possess a bad sense of direction, I need a guide. From what I've seen, Tay-Tay, you don't have any after-school programs and you need to get out more than myself. Maybe a more colorful outfit would be good, like a red sweatshirt or some accessories. Danny what do you think." Holmes said, shifting the discussion to Danny who is still processing the situation.

"Owl, I don't think hanging out with your cousin and having fun at the mall is going to hurt anyone." Danny gave his opinion, deciding that Holmes can take Taylor out of the house.

"I'm going to go change, but Harold will have to pay for anything we buy or eat," Taylor said, getting up from the chair and heading upstairs to change clothes.

"First of all call me H3 or Holmes, preferably Arno! And please don't change your hairstyle or do your pigtails, I've already become a Shirou Emiya with Misaka Mikoto's sparkles.

I don't want to have a Rin-style Tsundere girl or a Kohai like Kuroko in my life." Said Holmes, referring to Nasuverse and Toaruverse, too bad these series do not exist in this world and no one can understand their meaning.

"Holmes, I'm glad to see that you are trying to make friends with Taylor, since Annette died, things have changed for the worse.

Your arrival in this house is helping a lot, Taylor seems to be smiling more often and I can see that the house looks a few years younger.

Will you promise to take care of Taylor." Danny asked, wanting to know if he can give Holmes his most prized possession.

" I will gladly," Holmes replied as a little voice in his head is thinking that the plan to create a Cyber-Khepri is becoming more and more improbable and impossible.

XXX

POV Harold H. Holmes

Hanging out with Taylor as a tour guide was informative enough, I learned geography and where to go or not go if I don't want to get into trouble with gangsters.

I wasn't kidding when I said I was bad at directions, I'm not Zoro unable to go straight down the road, but I needed to keep Taylor close to me so I wouldn't get lost on the road.

Clearly, the writers didn't exaggerate when they talked about the difference between the rich and poor areas of this city.

One street was in ruins with shoddy buildings occupied with working-class or underworld people, while three streets over there are huge mansions, paved roads, cops around, and lots of people in expensive clothes, almost all of them white.

Brockton Bay, capital city of the neo-Nazis, is no exaggeration. I wonder why Nazis, among all the bad things they could be because they were Nazis, why not be Stalinists, Communists, or Fascists.

Each of them is an evil to be eradicated, but Nazis? They are the worst ever, they created Magneto and a lot of creepy stuff.

Personal note, kill Kaiser with a bomb or run him over with the batmobile. After destroying Empire 88, go to dear old Europe and continue the work of exterminating the HYDRA fanboys.

Ignoring geography and the difference between social and racial classes, Taylor and I arrived at the mall chock full of carefree teenagers and busy adults.

To make a long story short, Taylor and I walked the entire length of the mall.

A trip to a clothing store to get a blue scarf for me and a crimson jacket for Taylor, although I had to insist and say it was an early Christmas present.

I was also going to buy a fedora to complete my look, but Taylor convinced me not to, plus wearing a fedora might incite Contessa... it doesn't make any logical sense, but better not to tempt fate ... at least until I have confirmation that the Celestial Forge doesn't make me oracle proof, etc.

We went to the bookstore, a place that both Taylor and I can appreciate from the bottom of our hearts.

I picked up a few classics, a few volumes of Sherlock Holmes, The Count of Monte Cristo, Sun Tzu's The Art of War, and a biography of Napoleon Bonaparte.

I chose these books not only because I love Sherlock Holmes to the point of giving my character the same last name as the world's greatest detective, Batman, Conan and L don't count, as fantastic as they are, Sherlock Holmes was the first great Detective, so the title goes to the first person to arrive.

I chose these books to help me plan my future moves.

I need Sherlock Holmes' to help me figure out how to solve the mysteries/crimes I'm sure to encounter in my hero career ... I need to decide on a name one of these days.

Count of Monte Cristo to give me an example of how to act, plan, and execute my schemes.

Sun Tzu and Napoleon Bonaparte are needed to deepen my tactical knowledge, know when to retreat and how to attack. An innate knowledge of warfare will be more than useful in dismantling a criminal organization.

Maybe using books picked up at a modest bookstore to learn how to fight crime isn't very bright, but I have to start somewhere.

Speaking of books, Taylor chose a couple of fantasy books I've never heard of.

Seeing my rather unusual purchases, Taylor asked me a few questions about my tastes in literature, how and why I bought these books. Internally, I wonder if the girl is suspicious in my views or if she is that bad at socializing.

Taylor's amateur questioning soon turned into a very pleasant and stimulating discussion about mystery novels and especially about how Edmond Dantès carries out his revenge.

We had some differences on what Count Monte Cristo did, I say Edmond did what he had to do, a mix of revenge and justice.

Edmond Dantès to me was like a distant relative of Batman who never knew the golden rule, don't kill criminals.

Taylor believes that Edmond Dantes wasted years of his life planning his revenge, with the treasure he found he could have started a new life and left the past behind.

I may not be a certified psychologist, but even a blind man can see that the discussion of Edmond Dantès' motives for revenge, was taken personally by Taylor.

She does not want revenge or to punish her bullies, she just wants to be left alone. Which will never happen until Taylor and/or the environment changes.

The girl is sweet and naive in her own way, preferring to suffer pain instead of inflicting it. In this context Taylor reminds me of Ken Kaneki ... Taylor is Ken Kaneki combined with Sakura Matou ...

No wonder she is destined for suffering, she seems to be a combined caricature of all the tragedies in pop culture.

If you think about it there's a little bit of Batman because he lost a parent, a little bit of Sakura because of the constant abuse, a little bit of Kaneki because of the trauma-induced insanity and the insect/arthropod theme, definitely a bit of Harley Quinn's being both manipulated and corrupted by someone dressed in purple with a silver tongue, Joker for Harley, Tattletale for Taylor.

Putting Taylor's psychoanalysis aside, we are deciding whether to get ice cream or pizza before going to see a movie, then deciding what kind of movie to see.

After some small talk, I got a large ice cream with four cups, strawberry, cherry, melon, lemon, added some cream and candy.

Taylor receives a simple vanilla sundae. She has, besides the books, not a speck of taste in anything else, the abuse can explain why she dresses and acts like an emo girl, but taking a simple vanilla ice cream ... you need professional help. What was the name of the psychologist woman who cured the fairy queen?

Maybe get a gift that specializes in child therapy and maybe I can fix Taylor. That, or else I start using hypnosis to remove her more traumatic memories, but I'm not any good at using hypnosis. I focused more on reinforcement, which personally seems more useful and practical.

I began to regret choosing to be an Electromaster Type Esper instead of a Telepathic Type Esper.

But taking into account Worm's huge fear of mind readers and how corrupting such a power can be to the user, better to be a simple lightning shooter than a mind reader, even if it will take me 10 years to get to level 5 and run a Railgun all mine. I need to find a way to reduce the time it takes to get to level five, with Scion going crazy in two/three years I have to grow in strength as fast as possible.

Stop, bad thoughts, think positive thoughts.

What Esper level do I need to be at to be able to manipulate technology and make my life much easier.

If I remember correctly, the Esper levels are:

Level 0, normal people who have powers that are weak to the point of nonexistence, but may have the potential to develop powers.

Level 1, my current level, powers at this level can bend a spoon, in my case turn on a light bulb?

Level 2, powers not very useful in everyday life, still limited.

Level 3, powers are considered convenient in everyday life, from the point of view of skills this is the level where you start to be treated as part of the elite.

Level 4, powers to the extent that the wielder acquires a tactical value of military strength.

Level 5, powers such that the wielder can fight alone against a military force on equal terms. It will take 10 years to get to this level for me, 5 years maybe less if I start fighting Nazis and other criminals at least once every three weeks.

If I get a gift to help me in training I might decrease the time it takes to evolve even more.

The theoretical level 6, Powers of a level that are considered immeasurable. However, no one has yet been able to reach it.

I could reach it in two hundred and fifty years if it were possible for me to live so long. If I can live past the next 2 years I'll consider myself lucky.

As we eat ice cream, we amble towards the movie theater. I swear if Taylor proposes something sad and melancholy I will slap her.

This world is bleak enough for my taste, a comedy with some action does wonders for the mood or we can watch an action movie with Jason Statham, oddly enough I have a hankering to see a Fast & Furious marathon.

So far everything is falling into place, especially since the Celestial Forge core is filling up very nicely.

I feel it is just short of gaining numerous small benefits or a huge advantage. If I had more control over this power I would have targeted gifts regarding Nanotechnology and resources to build tools and gadgets.

XXX

POV Emma Barnes

My day just ended and I felt very she-bad, if I had a bigger vocabulary I would make a long list of synonyms about how bad I feel.

Of course, that's not the reason for feeling sick.

Oh no, the cause of the sickness is the sight in front of me.

I was going to leave the coffee shop and go buy some new shoes and take a day to get ready for my next modeling job.

Instead, I was forced to watch as something impossible happens.

Taylor smiles as she and an incredibly attractive foreign boy, walk through the mall together, each eating ice cream.

This is ... impossible!

There is no way a girl as weak as Taylor can ever have a handsome boyfriend, it has to be illegal, a crime against nature, or something that goes against the physics laws.

As it happened, I don't even understand why the pretty boy would bother to date the ugly bitch!

She must have blackmail or something. Yes, that's it! There is no other explanation!

Maybe I can use this information to convince the handsome hunk to dump Taylor for me.

It doesn't have to be hard, the guy is too good looking for Taylor, I can have some fun with him, maybe even a bit more.

Plus, it might even be enough to push Taylor over the edge!

XXX

POV Harold H. Holmes

Putting aside my internal thoughts about Esper powers, Magecraft, and plans to become a superhero, I started talking to Taylor. Maybe I can learn more about her, while it's true I have read hundreds of pages that express her thoughts and her personality ...

But reading about something and doing that thing are very different things, if I want to know someone I can't just base it on the articles written about that person, I have to talk to her and understand who she really is.

"Tay-Tay, we've been living under the same roof for a week, but we've never really talked to each other. We'll probably continue to be together for at least another two years or until a giant monster attacks the city. So tell me, what do you aspire to become." I asked, hoping to understand how far Taylor thinks.

In addition to running away from her bullies and pretending to be okay, what else does she think? She realizes that high school only lasts three years and has decades left to live, or two years if Scion isn't stopped. But she doesn't know that the end of the world is near, Taylor do you have a project, a plan, or even a dream?

"What do you mean ?"

"Once you're out of high school, what do you want to become, a lawyer, a model, an actress, a computer pro, a happily married housewife?" I have proposed some nice jobs for Taylor, maybe a happy and tangible goal in her life can help her with her depression.

For a moment Taylor remained unmoving, my question must have been a bucket of cold water in the face, her brain likely exploring corners that haven't been illuminated in a long time.

"Honestly? I don't know. For a long time, I haven't thought about what I want to be when I grow up, I just want to finish high school, then maybe I'll go to college."

"Yesterday is history, tomorrow is a mystery, but today it is a gift, that is why it is called present." I quoted Master Oogway from Kung Fu Panda, the turtle who talks like Master Yoda.

"Are you full of weird quotes, Harold, where do you get them from, inside a fortune cookie?" Taylor said, smiling and trying to make a joke. This is the first time I've heard Taylor try to make a joke, it means I'm doing something good.

"Tay-Tay, call me H3, Holmes or Arno, I hate the name Harold, it reminds me of a fat nerd dressed in a funny way." I reminded Taylor not to call me by "my" baptismal name.

"I'll try if you throw another philosophical quote." She requested Taylor, it looks like I'm managing to bribe Taylor using my nerdy power.

"Fear is the way to the dark side. Fear leads to anger, anger to hatred; hatred leads to suffering." I keep throwing good movie quotes, this time I'm quoting the wise old Master Yoda.

"Very deep and true," Taylor said, in a scary tone. I wonder what's going on in Tay-Tay's head right now, maybe I need to be less profound and more friendly or comical.

Guys with a sense of humor have been successful with girls.

"You know what, if you can't find a job after college, maybe you can work with me. You are good with computers from what I heard from Uncle Danny, you could help me create a web series in 3D computer graphics.

The two of us will be rich and famous. I as the creator of the idea take 60 percent of the profit and girls with glasses.

What remains is up to you, you can take the boys and/or girls you like, I don't judge." I suggested an eccentric plan that falls within the style of my character. Maybe later I have to start working on a novel or plagiarism of RWBY with the help of Taylor.

"H3, you're a weird, but sweet, guy. Let's go see a movie," said Taylor, looking happy to be out of the house and spending time with me at the mall.

I just did the impossible, Taylor Hebert is happy, the sky is about to fall or this is a sign that the world is not ending ...

Wait a second, Taylor hasn't confirmed or denied my insinuation/joke about being bisexual or homosexual. Does this mean I can pair Taylor with Amy?

I love that couple of tormented girls who come together so as not to be destroyed by the pressure of the world and society ... I love forbidden loves too much.

"Hey!" An unfamiliar and inexplicably irritating female voice is shouting towards me and Taylor.

I easily notice that Taylor is petrified, all her muscles are tense and her eyes look terrified.

I have a pretty good idea of what, or rather who is responsible for this sudden change in Taylor.

Turning my head towards the source of the annoying voice I find exactly what I expected to find. I knew one day I would have to "reason" with these three bitch if I want to "solve" Taylor's problems.

At the front of a nearby coffee shop are three girls who need a hard lesson in consequences.

A dark-skinned, slender girl with long straight hair. Athletic build, thanks to her membership on the track team and probably her nighttime activities in the city. Her eyes are brown and about as tall as Taylor.

A tall, curvy redhead, pretty enough to be an amateur model, but not my cup of tea and not worth an accurate description.

Finally for the third wheel, an "adorable" girl, cute or petite.

She wears light blue pins in her shoulder-length brown hair, a strapless top, and a denim skirt.

Sophia Hess, Emma Barnes, and Madison Clements stood in my way, literally. They will learn never to make that mistake again.

"Hey Tay, I didn't expect to see you here," Emma said with mock glee, her voice is pure torture to my ears.

"I don't know who you are, but you're blocking my way. I need to get a couple of movie tickets and drive Tay-Tay home before it gets dark," I said, pretending I didn't know who this red b*** was.

Emma is smiling in a way that I really didn't like, she reminds me of the Joker with his creepy smile.

I think this bitch is trying to be charming, but it looked more like she was plott.

"Oh, I just wanted to say hi to Taylor and talk to you," Emma said in a sweet, sugary voice that made me cringe. This girl is an amateur model? How is that possible, I just met her and I want to beat her up or leave.

This city is not only full of criminals, but it also contains a large number of shallow and simple-minded guys. There is no other explanation for the popularity of this delusional girl.

"I don't know you and I don't care what you have to say," I replied coldly, stepping in front of Taylor.

Emma's smile falters a bit, but she bravely or stupidly keeps talking. If I had a gun and if we weren't in a public place ...

"Actually, that's something I wanted to talk to you about," Emma said approaching me and pushed into my personal space. Even a knife would do in this situation.

"If you keep bothering me I'm going to slap you," I warned the little bitch that I'm not afraid to hit one.

Emma frowned as she gave me a look that I thought would have been cute if I had a bad taste in women.

"Oh, don't be like that, you know I can help you, right?" Said the clearly delusional redhead.

"Help me with what? To publish my manuscript, kill Kaiser, summon a Waifu Saberface, find a place to attend car races." I asked in an amused tone, this bitch can't help me with anything at all, except to maybe use her as a human guinea pig or target practice

"With whatever Taylor has on you of course. Blackmail is a crime, you know." Said the bitch!, proudly, as if she had won the world cup.

"Blackmail? What are you talking about?" I asked not trying to hide my confusion. This girl in addition to living and clinging to a sick ideal to keep herself stable, twists her perception of reality to always feel right?

"Well, why else would you want to date that loser? That's not allowed! I'm right girls." Emma said, crossing her arms, signaling her friends to join in.

This girl in real life is crazier and more delusional than many of her various depictions featured in fanfiction. I mean in a demolarized Emma version to discover that "Taylor" has become an incredibly powerful power thief she turned into a Case 53 just to try and fail to put "Taylor" in her place.

"Yeah, it looks like the loser got to date a guy through blackmail." Said Madison, as Sophia stands quietly and stares at me ... personal note number two find a way to amplify your electrical powers or build electrical weapons.

A Shadow Stalker/ Shadow Yandere/Yandere Stalker can be annoying to me in both the present and future.

"Did you force a guy to date you to get moral support, Tay? You know it won't help you because you're dirty and worth even less?" Emma said. I think I might become the first man to kill a girl using an ice cream cone, it has a sharp point so I can use it to gouge out her eyes, right?

First of all, he attacks Sophia with a strong punch in the face, without Sophia in the equation Emma is just a spoiled girl with big mental problems.

Let's start this fight ... Wait ... wait a minute!

The Celestial Forge is about to burst! Right now?!

This witch Emma is about to make Taylor cry, while Sophia looks like she wants to beat the crap out of her.

I want to help right now this very second!

But first I have to digest these gifts and I have a feeling they're going to be a much more unique set than the previous ones.

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POV Narrator

"Why are you doing this? Why all this? Why me?" Taylor said, sounding slightly hysterical, but that's no surprise. Besides haunting her school life her tormentors have now shown up in her life private, going crazy temporarily is normal.

"Don't you get it, Tay, you're weak. You're weak and I'm strong, so I can do whatever I want to you." Emma replied, continuing her insults, forgetting about the boy.

"Is that why you destroyed my mother's flute? She loved you, you know! You were like a sister to me! " Taylor yelled, furious with her. Surely, if Sophia wasn't present, there would have been an exchange of blows between them.

"I took it away from you because you didn't deserve it. You're the one who killed her, after all." Emma said, grinning like a demon from hell.

Taylor physically staggers at this comment and begins to shake.

"Are you going to cry, Tay? Are you going to cry for a week straight? " Emma said, using the knowledge gained before her betrayal to hurt Taylor.

"Why would do you do that?" Taylor asks weakly.

This time it's Sophia who speaks up. "We did it because we could Hebert. No one will defend you, not even your fiancé. Look at him, just standing there staring into space. We're going to keep doing things like this and keep getting away with it." Sophia said, stepping into Taylor's personal space, prepared to punch her right in the face.

At the last second, Sophia's punch was stopped by Holmes' hand. In the past few moments, his mind has been busy digesting his new gifts, along with the knowledge and subtle changes he just gained.

But now Holmes's mind is fully operational and now he's pissed off and ready to beat up some asshole.

"Nothing is real, everything is legit," Holmes stated, using his leg to strike Sophia's right knee.

Once Sophia lost her sense of balance for a second, Holmes attacked again, a quick punch straight to the pancreas.

The result was a pained Sophia falling to the floor clutching her abdomen.

"What?! " Shouted Emma, not understanding what just happened.

"To say that nothing is real is to understand that the foundations of society are fragile and that we must be the shepherds of our own civilization.

To say that everything is permissible, on the other hand, is to understand that we are the architects of our own actions and that we must live with their consequences whether glorious or tragic." Holmes stated, before snapping at Emma who was left dumbfounded.

Holmes, using the ice cream cone as a dagger, struck Emma right in the head.

" Haaaaa!" Emma cried out in pain, but her suffering was only just beginning.

Because Holmes threw a second punch into Emma's stomach, then gripped her by the hair and drug her towards the artesian fountain, where he threw her in.

"What!?" Madison shouted, startled and ready to flee without looking behind her.

" H3 is an eccentric artist in both fine arts and martial arts," Taylor replied, smiling at the sight of Emma and Sophia beat up and put down.

Madison fled upon hearing Taylor's statement, deciding to run away and not taste the wrath of a martial artist, even if it meant Emma and Sophia might have a grudge against her later.

Sophia got back up, with a murderous look on her face, almost foaming with murderous rage.

"You're dead, you damn Nazi! I'll show you what happens to those who dare to make me angry." Sophia shouted, running towards Holmes like a bloodthirsty beast.

"I know Kung fu! I know Kung Fu Ezio Auditore style from Florence!" Shouted Holmes, taking a composed and controlled fighting stance.

Continued ...

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Benefits / Article Jumpchain obtained:

Servant (Batman Animated Series) (100): You are proficient in all the duties required of a good butler; you are extremely skilled at doing household chores, cooking and repairing or maintaining a home. You can make a fantastic cup of tea, and your dry jokes and wit ensure that anyone who hires you gets their penny's worth.

Pocket money (Toaruverse) (100): A credit card or wallet that you would receive that contains one million of the most common currency in your position along with you receiving one million more each month. This money is all legal and you will have no problem using it even if you have no job or lender.

A Certain Card (Toaruverse) (100): There would be a certain card in your pocket when shown to any hotel or apartment staff that would lead you to your room which is apparently rented and paid in advance along with monthly fees by a mysterious benefactor as long as you intended to stay there. Also, none of the staff would stop you from bringing in suspicious people or people of the opposite sex, they are also very uptight and don't gossip about you at all.

Fashionable Clothes (Toaruverse) (100): Wearing the same boring and plain clothes every day is boring and someone might ask you if you change your clothes. With this you get stylish clothing that suits you very well and automatically cleans itself of any dirt or stains, even odors along with the ability to repair itself in perfect condition. The clothes also change its decorations, color and style every day giving anyone who sees you an impression of a new and refreshing look.

Embellished Performance (Toaruverse) (Free) Like many characters in this world who are in the highest scale of appearance, you are now more sexy and handsome to women and beautiful and manly to men. This improvement in appearance always gets you a minimum of eight out of ten on the appearance scale and you stay that way, no matter how dirty you might be or how beaten up you might be and you will also maintain your attractive appearance, even without exercise or proper diet. This also improves your physical attributes equal to the highest human capabilities, allowing you to easily surpass Olympic athletes and able to maintain and keep this body and performance even without additional training and just to improve from there.

Esper Ability [Electromaster] (Toaruverse) (Free): Through a series of experiments, drug use, and the like, that individual will be able to achieve and replace standard reality with their own personal reality. You may choose one of the canonical skills below in the notes or create one yourself by choosing one of the branches of physics. All of the skills purchased here begin at level one and would reach level five within ten years even if you live as a normal student and see combat at least once or three times a week would cut the time needed to reach level five in half. After reaching level five, you can reach level six within two hundred and fifty years faster if you have the benefits of training and have been in combat frequently. It can be purchased multiple times.

Hidden Blade Bracer (Assassin's Creed) (Free): a sturdy weapon that wraps around your wrist, concealable and deadly, with a retractable blade of your choice. Can be purchased twice.

Field Training [Movements] (Assassin's Creed) (50): a year's worth of knowledge and training. Fighting, blending into a crowd, the best ways to stab someone or climb a wall. Additional purchases will allow you to specialize in stealth, movement, combat or assassination.

Leap of Faith (Assassin's Creed) (100): you now have a mysterious sixth sense for finding good places to jump, and regardless of height, you can find good landing spots like water, hay, or loose leaves. Note: people count as landing spots.

Precursor Bloodline (Assassin's Creed) (100): contains a larger than normal amount of First Civ genetics. Enhanced strength, agility, hand-eye coordination, speed, and attunement with the Fruit of Eden.

Intellectual and Deep (Generic Light Novel Manga Anime) (100): You are generally more insightful and knowledgeable than you would otherwise be, able to make complex observations in moments. The real benefit of this advantage is a greater speed of thought, coincidentally your speed of thought is triple that of a normal member of your species being ten times faster if you focus along with the ability to have multiple trains of thought at the same time allowing yourself to hold conversations while monologues. However, that doesn't guarantee anyone will be able to move at those speeds. You can activate this effect at will. This can be combined with other benefits.

Expert Brain Buster (Generic Light Novel Manga Anime) (100): You'll need more than muscles to pass this world jumper, so you should train your brain. Your intelligence has received a slight increase along with better pattern recognition, but with an extra 100 cp you'll be able to pass most basic level college tests without studying thanks to your vast general knowledge. This "generic" knowledge base automatically updates as you travel to new regions, places, and worlds.

Update: 22/05/2021. Thanks to IsaacTheAutobot for editing this chapter.