Chapter 3: Do we throw Winslow High into the air ? Part 1.
Alternate Title: A bad moment, followed by a happy ending on a hotel double bed.
Very few seconds before Sophia and Emma were beaten up by Holmes.
POV Harold Holmes-Hebert
Strangely enough, time seems to stand still, one of my perks has to be in charge.
These newly obtained gifts are much more different than the previous ones.
The first gift was the famous concealed blade, the iconic weapon of the Brotherhood of Assassins, used both for silent assassinations and in open combat. It was their most versatile weapon, with multiple upgrades and different forms of use.
It is a blade made of alloy steel, usually attached to a bracelet, that can be extended or retracted, making it a valuable tool for assassinations. The first concealed blade was usually worn by Assassins on the left forearm.
Now such a piece of art is in my cosmic storage, specifically in the garage next to the key to my [Introduce a hero name]-mobile.
The second gift is the problematic one, an entire year of training from a master assassin ...
XXX Beginning Memories
I remember walking the streets of Rome in the middle of the Renaissance.
I was studying to become a painter like my idol Leonardo Da Vinci, but one day I got into trouble, when I helped an innocent girl escape some local thugs, because gang members can't bother the guards, what am I thinking, ever since the Borgia family took over Rome is falling apart.
Things are so bad that a painter has to protect an innocent from criminals, not a hero or a guard, but a painter from a family of tailors.
By using a rather large stone and some insults on the mother of these thugs, I managed to attract the attention of the thieves.
The ragaaza wasted no time to escape into an alley, now I have to fight five armed thugs ...
Better run away and hide, I've always been quick to escape from sharp and cutting problems.
After ten minutes of mad running through the crowded streets of Rome, I have come to a dead end, I am trapped.
I'm sure I can fight one of them to win, but against two I'm not sure how bad it can end, against five furious men ... I don't like imagining what's to come.
I just hope my dominant hand remains intact.
Mentally I began to say my prayers, then all of a sudden,I was helped by a hooded angel dressed in white.
My tired and trembling legs have given way, falling to the ground, left on the sidelines to watch a master at work.
Using the least amount of movement, my hooded savior he managed to knock all the bad guys to the ground in less than a minute.
This is a fantastic show to watch, I wish I could put it on the canvas so I can never forget this moment.
My savior dressed in white, once finished fighting, looks at me for a brief moment, which seems like an eternity to me.
With elegance and confidence he approached, extending his hand towards of me.
I grabbed that hand, one of the best decisions of my life, the man dressed in white helped me get up, then he introduced himself to me: "My name is Ezio Auditore di Firenze ..."
So I met my mentor the infamous Assassin of Florence.
He said he saw me as I risked my life for a stranger without asking for anything in return, who sees potential in me.
He asked me if I want to join a just cause, to free Rome from the tyranny of the Borgia family and their accomplices. Without thinking, I accepted the offer.
After the meeting I was trained for a whole year by Ezio.
I learned how to fight, blend into a crowd, the best ways to stab someone or scale a wall.
I vividly remember, with joy, the day when I received the signature weapon of brotherhood, a hidden blade.
"The Concealed Blade has been our faithful companion over the years. Some say it is a hallmark of ours, and they are not entirely wrong. Without it we would not have achieved our successes." Said Ezio before handing the weapon to me.
The training continued, so did the study of the Brotherhood's philosophy until one day.
"When others blindly follow the truth, remember." Said Ezio Auditore, starting the sacred Brotherhood ceremony.
"Nothing is real." I replied without hesitation.
"When others bend to morality or law remember. "Niccolò Machiavelli continued.
"Everything is lawful." I replied without fear.
"We act in the shadows to serve the light. We are Assassins." Said Ezio Auditore, announcing the end of the ceremony.
" Young Eagle make good use of my teachings." Said my mentor, pushing me from the edge of the building, allowing me to perform a leap of faith
XXX End Remembrance
What just happened !
I was in Rome ! At the beginning of the 15th century ! I trained for a whole year under the wing of a legendary master assassin !
This Celestial Forge is far more powerful than when fiction describes it.
I feel like I used the power OP Kaleidoscope.
That monstrous power not only attunes you to the fabric of space and time, but to the very essence of the multiverse itself. Putting all existing worlds, timelines, and possibilities at your door.
But it also allows you to copy alternative powers from itself.
I'm sure Celestial Forge did this for me. I got the memories and experiences of an "other me" who ended up as a member of the Brotherhood of Assassins.
But maybe there is another explanation but I can't find it. These teachings, these memories are rightfully mine.
Hundreds of hours of gun training under Ezio's watchful eye. For every hour to train the body twice as often have been thick to prepare the mind.
I remember how I met my idol, Leonardo Da Vinci, how I helped him fix and prepare weapons for Ezio and the rest of the Confranternity.
Intense and almost obsessive training to become the best archer in the whole of Italy.
My first leap of faith, my first mission, my first murder ...
A whole year of training, more intense and happier than all my original life.
I am reminded of my remaining gifts I just received, thank goodness none of them contain real memories, just knowledge, genetic modifications ... and mental abilities.
A sixth sense to make a perfect leap of faith. Ezio would be jealous of this gift, forget jumping from a cathedral is landing in a pile of hay. With this I can jump out of a plane and land on something soft and survive, I think ?
I have to do some testing, this skill will be very useful when he has to run on rooftops and jump into the void before I have already done for a whole year through every corner of Rome, but keeping the change of architecture between 1500 and 2000, I have to make some changes.
Next gift, genetic mutations ... no, that's not an accurate description, I got more of the Genes of the First Civilization. This increases all my physical and mental abilities in a considered way, not in the realm of superhumans, but in the realm of the greatest Olympic athletes in history.
Maybe I can compare myself to Batman or Ezio in terms of raw strength/skill, I lack experience and wisdom, but I can certainly get to their level.
The last few gifts belong to the same constellation. One power that makes me sharper, more perceptive, and more knowledgeable than you would otherwise be, as well as tripling my already above average thinking speed thanks to the previous gifts.
Other is a slight increase in my Intelligence, as well as adding a "generic" knowledge of the world I'm in. Now I can pass a university entrance exam without studying, I will certainly not get a ten, but in the worst cases I get a seven in all grades.
The increase in thinking speed has been a stroke of luck, instead of being off my game for hours digesting "memories of my training" I'm taking a lot less time.
Time from my perspective seems to have stopped, no, it's going very slowly. Now that I'm no longer thinking about Ezio, Nicolo, Leonardo and the beautiful Claudia Auditore.
I can notice that Taylor is about to get punched by Sophia, and she doesn't react, one day I have to give him some self-defense -Tay in life can not only get punched, you must also punch in return.
I can already see what happens if Sofia can hit Taylor.
Sophia's right fist targets Taylor's right eye, if she hits she will break Taylor's glasses and give him a black eye, with a great risk of getting glass shards in her right eye.
I killed 10 corrupt guards in the service of the Borgia family, using only my bare hands, a wildlife maniac won't hurt Tay-Tay, not on my watch or while I'm alive.
Disabling the thought acceleration ability, I moved, using my right hand I intercept and stop Sophia's punch.
Sofia is surprised, his face looks like a freshly slapped person, she doesn't expect one men to try to help Taylor, in fact she doesn't expect someone to stop her. This bad girl without her crossbow and her powers is nothing but a thug from the slums,
I joined the fraternity because I helped an innocent girl, I can do this again, but better, now I know how to fight.
"Nothing is real, everything is legit." I stated, I don't know why I'm saying this, but talking to confuse the enemy is a tactic approved by my brethren assassins and categories of people who rarely get along.
With ease, without even thinking about how to do it, I launch a powerful kick, aiming for a sensitive angle of Sophia's right knee.
Not only does it hurt like hell, but it hinders future movement thanks to the pain inflicted, bonus evidence of a loss of balance.
This combined with the surprise element I throw, a quick punch straight to the pancreas, causing further pain and internal organ problems, if I had my blade concealed on me, Sophia would already be dead.
But witnesses and lack of preparation prevents me from permanently eliminating one of Taylor's problems.
I am content to watch as Sophia in pain falls to the floor clutching her abdomen. This girl pretending to be a predator without her powers wouldn't last a week in Rome.
"What?! " Shouted Emma, in her annoying voice. Where a madman who kills red-haired women when you need him.
"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." I kept talking, tossing in some of Ezio's pearls of wisdom.
I'm thinking of using Reinforcement on the ice cream cone so I can make it a dagger.
But Emma isn't worth getting my blade dirty, she's a bitch, but also a victim. All caused by this society on the brink of anarchy. I blame the Cauldron for this problem, they are too much like the Templars for my taste ...
This partly explains why this world is so close to anarchy, order issued by force does not last, eventually degenerates and turns into chaos.
Emma, the bitch stands still shocked, I lost my appetite for ice cream looking at her face, I have to use the cone for something, I can't just throw the food away, it's a bad habit.
So simply I ran straight Emma, using the ice cream cone to hit her straight in the head, I would have aimed for the eyes but making her half blind brings more trouble than gain.
" haaaaaaa!" Emma cried out in pain, but her suffering is not important to me.
I throw a "light" punch into his stomach, physical wounds can heal but mental wounds are a different story.
Emma has never fully healed and her hair is a pretty clear reminder of that moment, I target the hair, mental wounds are nearly the worst kind of wounds, only heart problems are worst.
Using a strong grip I grab the red bitch by the hair, I may be ripping out a few strands of hair but I don't care, I drag her towards the artesian fountain where I push her in, if she drowns it's her fault for, not learning to swim or having the good sense to stand up.
" What!?" Madison shouted, I forgot about little loli, what should I do to him ?
" H3 is an eccentric artist in both fine arts and martial arts." Taylor replied, as a result Madison ran off without a second thought. So little Loli is the inteligent one of the group. Keeping in mind that her competition is a delusional redhead and a raving lunatic it's no big surprise.
Shifting my gaze to the floor, I notice that Sophia has gotten up wobbly on her legs.
Her gaze towards me is full of hatred and contempt, only a Borzia fanatic has shown such hatred towards me.
How messed up is Sophia to foam from murderous rage, just for a kick and a punch.
" You're dead, damn Nazi." Sophia shouted, before running towards me. Throwing yourself blindly at an enemy from here you know nothing pure madness.
Taking a fighting stance taught by Ezio and perfected in Bartolomeo d'Alviano's hand-to-hand tournaments.
That man may have named his sword, Bianca, and may have trouble using his brains in complex tactics without the help of his wife. But he is a master at teaching how to give and receive punches.
Noticing the possibility of doing something I have always wanted to do, I say: "I know Kung Fu! I know Kung Fu in the style of Ezio Auditore da Firenze !"
The "predator" ignored my Matrix quote, preferring to approach his planned beating.
The first line is reserved for pawns for a reason, who first strikes and the first to die, allowing the second and third lines to learn from their mistakes.
Evading the path of his fist I managed to deflect it with ease, pulling out of my sleeve a pepper spray, received from Danny before leaving the house, I sprayed the substance right into Sophia's eyes.
Out of pure reflex Sophia covered her eyes, trying to mitigate the damage caused by the spray, this the uncovered rendering for my deadly right hand under her jaw.
The sound of a broken jaw was heard loudly, grabbing Sophia by the collar of her shirt I slapped her a couple of times before throwing her into the artesian fountain, so that her head hit the bottom of the fountain.
Sure I won the battle, but I need to make sure I win future battles even before they can begin.
I approached Emma who was paralyzed catatonic in the fountain. Seeing her "hero" defeated with ease must have shocked her to the core.
Ignoring the spectacle of bathrooms and tight clothes on a curvy girl's body, I grabbed Emma by the hair and pulled her towards me so I could look her in the eye.
"Delusional bitch, you get away with it today. But if I see you or one of your bitches again, just try to annoy Taylor or talk to him again, I'll finish what I started today. But next time we wouldn't be. in a public space full of witnesses. Do you understand, little helpless Emma Barnes? "I asked in a serious tone that promises more beatings from me if the girl continues to be a bitch with me around.
The delusional redhead nods wildly, clearly scared and terrified of me, she's definitely going to stay away from Taylor for a long time.
Now that I'm done "sorting out" the trio of bullies, I look around, noticing that more than a few individuals have taken pictures and/or filmed the entire confrontation, plus I can spot some security guards approaching.
" Tay-Tay, we need to get out of here right now! " I shouted before grabbing Taylor in my arms bridal style and running off, away from the mess.
" Put me down Harold !" Taylor exclaimed with a red face of anger or embarrassment, I'm not sure.
"First of all call me H3 or Holmes. I will only put you down when we are away from the mall, if I were faster I wouldn't have to carry ... Perfect, a storm is starting !" I shouted, looking up, seeing that the sky is darkening and starting to rain.
I don't run through half the city while it's raining with Taylor in my arms. Looking around I notice that we are still in the affluent part of town and we are close to a fancy hotel.
"Tay-Tay, have you ever been to a five star hotel? " I asked Taylor, as I run towards the hotel, ready to use one of my gifts to get a free room for me is Taylor.
"What! I'm going to a luxury hotel with you! You know how much it costs, we can't afford it!" Taylor yelled, even more she-angry or embarrassed than before, judging by the growing blush. Women only think the worst when a man offers you a five-star hotel room. Taking into account Taylor's social and romantic life, I'm definitely the first guy to touch her and tcarry her in bridal style ...
I withdraw what I thought just before, Tay-Tay to all the reasons for having these hormonal thoughts, but I don't want Taylor that way.
"It's my problem not yours, let me talk to the manager, I'm very good at talking people down. " I explained, putting Taylor down before entering the hotel, carrying a minor girl in your arms in a hotel can bring problems.
A certain card is a tool not to be underestimated, all I had to do was approach the manager's office, show the "pass" and immediately I received a key to a large luxury apartment with a double bedroom for young newlyweds,, the Celestial Forge or the universe has fun laughing at me and Taylor, there are no other explanations.
XXX
After some protests and a change of clothes, I find myself sitting on a chair inside a luxury room. Taylor is in front of me sitting cross-legged on a very large and expensive double bed.
Her wet clothes that showed her female body to the world were replaced by cute pajamas bought from the hotel.
While a downpour is offering pneumonia to all the unfortunate people who did not take refuge in time. Tay-Tay and I stare at each other.
Taylor hasn't said a word since we entered the room. She pretty much looks like her and acts like Danny when she talks about art. This means that she is processing everything that has happened or is imagining something strange.
Hard to say, the red on her face can come from anger and frustration or embarrassment and hormones.
"Tay-Tay, do you want me to order something from room-service, maybe a lasagna or a chocolate cake with lots of cream." I proposed, hoping it would break Taylor's silence.
Because I always have to be the one who initiates a dialogue, Heberts are bad at socializing or depression is a family thing.
" Do you have any idea what you've done! " Taylor shouted, clenching her fists. Good news, the girl decided to talk again. Bad news, she seems to be angry.
" Did I help you with those bad girls ?" I proposed, not understanding why Taylor is angry, those girls will not be able to get near her again. The mean girls in high school have big mouths but when it comes to serious action it ends up worse for them.
The only one who is a threat is Sophia, technically her alter ego, Shadow Stalker, might come after me but she doesn't know who I am so I'm safe. But as a precaution, I need to set up some electric traps to fight/treat/eliminate Shadow Stalker.
" You didn't help me, you made it worse, when I go back to school on Monday, Emma will do anything to make my life hell !" Taylor shouted, with tears in her eyes.
I wonder if she realizes that her situation will get worse even if I intervene or not. If I leave her on her own, she is doomed to end up in a locker, followed by a long trail of bad decisions that will lead to her receiving two bullets in the head.
Part of me wants to slap Taylor and say that her helpless victim/I'm-better-than-them/I-don't-have-to-react attitude is part of the problem.
But I decide to be kind and use my heart instead of my head. Anime has taught me that emotionally/mentally unstable girls follow their emotions not the words of reason.
So I get up from the couch and walk over to Taylor and hug her strangely, I hope that helps.
" Tay-Tay we've only known each other for a short time but I've grown fond of you (not sure why or how), from what I understand you have issues with those bitches.
I can't promise that everything will be okay, but I can swear on my honor that I will listen to your problems and help you as best I can." I meant it, using the kindest, most heart-to-heart words I know. I may have stolen a few sentences from fanfiction or anime, but I'm sure I can convince Taylor that I'm on her side.
" I'm sorry, since we met you've always been kind to me, today I had a blast a way, I can't remember how long it's been since I've felt this good. Then Emma, Sophia and Madison came along, they always ruin everything. You defended me from the trio and how I thank you I start screaming at you. I am a horrible person! " Taylor exclaimed, starting to cry on my shoulder. A sad girl crying, I preferred embarrassment and the sexual tension of before.
My plan worked, although it's no surprise, Tay-Tay is ready to do anything to feel loved and she-accepted. In the original version she teamed up with criminals just to have friends her own age, though lies go to herself about being undercover.
" You're not horrible, just a girl in a bad situation. Can you tell me what happened." I asked, hoping this Prince Charming face and my gentle voice would still work its magic.
" It all started when ... "
XXX
" Tay-Tay is pretty when she's asleep." I muttered to myself, looking at Taylor's sleeping figure.
For the past few hours, I listened to Taylor Hebert's sad story straight from her lips.
Reading the web novel or fanfiction of makes you realize that Taylor has been through a lot.
For a while at the beginning when I didn't know much about Worm I thought Emma was a Master and took over the school or something.
I'm digressing again, bad habit to have, I curse the speed of thought three times faster than normal.
Getting back on track, hearing things directly from Taylor, with tears on her face, is a completely different thing.
The emotions she showed, the fear, the sadness, the despair, made me feel unprecedented anger.
I will either kill Shadow Stalker with my own hands or personally throw her in the birdcage. Maybe before I decapitate her I'll rip off her arms and legs.
Too exaggerated, it may be. But the best kills are the exaggerated ones, so I stay with literally chopping her up or very large explosions.
After a lot of tears, moaning, screaming, I managed to get Taylor to sleep.
Putting emotionally unstable girls to sleep is hard stuff, if that doesn't make Tay-Tay happier and more sociable than I'll do it, in the end I settled for taking an operta on her and giving him a goodnight kiss on the forehead.
"Good night, little spider queen." I said softly, gently stroking Tay-Tay's head, then walked out of the room, leaving Taylor to rest.
In the name of Akasha / The Amaterasu Unit / Magic God / Cosmic Entities, being the brother / father figure of Taylor Hebert is challenging.
XXX
Once I got to the apartment's kitchen, I borrowed the hotel phone, pulling out my personal notepad full of extravagant information and ideas, looking for Danny's number.
Once done, I phone the port workers office. Danny said he would go into his office to finish the paperwork. So I have a good chance of finding him in his office of him. If it doesn't work I leave a message, so danny will be the one who loses hours of sleep and sleeps to worry about us, not me.
If he gets mad, it's his fault for not buying phones for me, Taylor, and himself.
It took a few phone calls, waiting a few minutes, but I managed to talk to Danny.
Danny is very worried about us, on the phone he rings ready to suffer a heart attack. It took me some time, but I managed to explain everything, except the many problems of Tay-Tay.
Taylor and I are fine, there were problems with an ugly black girl and we took refuge in a hotel because of the downpour that became a very strong thunderstorm. I didn't say anything about her sexual tension or her poor parenting qualities, I mean I who have known Taylor for a week have done more for her than Danny has done in years.
Danny wanted to come pick us up, but convinced him not to, that it's dangerous to drive in this bad weather, plus Taylor is sleeping so nicely it would be a shame to wake her up.
After saying goodbye and promising to call him in the wee hours of the morning, I went into the bathroom to think about what to do.
With the door locked, I stood in front of the sink, looking at my reflection.
Hours ago I got Esper powers by talking to my reflection to communicate with the Force behind the Celestial Forge, who is filling in very well, almost too well.
"Madame FC, Madison and Emma are out of the picture, but Sophia aka Shadow Stalker remains a problem. As one of the Protectorate's minor heroes, she will receive the best care or a date with Panacea.
She'll be back to full strength in a couple of days at most.
So I have until Monday, when school starts again Sophia will be at top strength and Taylor will be in the same building with that rabid lunatic. If she can't hurt me, she will definitely target Taylor, maybe, no, definitely using excessive violence.
How do I stop this from happening. I don't have enough time or the knowledge to find evidence that she broke the conditions of her parole di lei.
It's not like I can follow her home, wait for her to sleep, then kill her in her sleep, such an act will be problematic if they find out who broke the unwritten rules.
I don't know how I can transfer Taylor to a new, less corrupt school. So what should I do, blow up Winslow High? "I told my problems and thoughts to my reflection, hoping to receive a sign from the Celestial Forge.
The core of the Celestial Forge exploded, igniting several stars that seemed to be chosen to help me destroy Winslow High.
First gift is a magical motorcycle with powers of transformation and pyrokinesis.
Second gift is an infinite supply of cleaning equipment, great I can clean endlessly.
Third gift, a huge upgrade for my cosmic key, now I can close the door of personal reality, as well as open portals to all the doors where I have inserted the cosmic key.
Fourth gift, a sixth sense for finding imperfections and weaknesses in a structure, machinery or vehicle.
Fifth gift, the talent to build various gadgets with ease using junk and spare parts. When I have useful materials and tools at my disposal, I can build faster while consuming fewer materials than necessary.
Sixth gift, a kind of status effect that makes it much harder for people to guess who I really am. It's not perfect, but without hard evidence my identity will be incredibly difficult to discover.
Seventh gift, a bomb-building kit, a simple bomb-building kit, nothing less, nothing more.
Eighth gift, a very useful upgrade that increases my building speed, as well as allowing me to build all sorts of machinery.
Ninth is last gift, the most expensive I've gotten so far, long story short I'm now a bomber worthy of Deidara and Bakuda.
"Madame FC, I was joking about becoming a British Bakuda and throwing a school in the air. But you already gave me so I need it to accomplish the deed and get away with it. So let's go blow up Winslow High School." I said with a serious, pulling out the cosmic key and putting it inside the bathroom door lock.
I'm about to become a bomber, life gets you into strange situations. I guess I just have to get used to it, with a powers that be wanting me to get into a lot of trouble and promising to help Taylor, I have condemned myself to an abnormal and dangerous lifestyle. Clearly I've gone crazy, but this is Worm, everyone here is crazy.
Keep it going ...
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Update date: 06/03/2021
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