After Earth Online: The Iron Warlock

Alleyway Scuffle For A Heroic Deed

Leo had wondered how he would be able to differentiate players from the rest of the NPC’s, but now it seems the game actually took care of that, as there was an obvious rhomboid crystal attached to the head of every player. In the alley he almost passed, he witnessed a player and two NPC’s attempting to mug another. And from the lecherous looks on their faces it seemed that there were going to be doing more than mugging. He wasn’t really here to be hypocritical, but he had a short fuse when it came to men being violent against a woman, especially after the harrowing experience his sister had gone through, so he didn’t think much, he just charged in.

[Black Bolt]

The usage of skills was instinctual; it was very much in the same manner you gave commands to a computer through programing. You either thought about the skill or called it out. A bluish red spell circle showed up in front of his outstretched palm, it was about the size of a coffee mug with rather dull colors and intricate arcane scripts. It took two seconds to generate a mass of blackish energy that seemed to sizzle and spark like flames and electricity. The thugs were preoccupied with the NPC they were about to Mug, so he shot the spell at them, hoping it would cross the five-meter distance and cause enough damage.

Or so he thought as the skill fizzled out after moving for just two and a half meters, the outcome was so shocking that Leo came to a stop. The players and his new group of friends looked up for a second, before a predatory grin covered their faces. With the way the player’s eyes seemed to shift downwards as if looking at something else, Leo suspected he had just gotten a quest that had to deal with him, he couldn’t help but mutter out loud.

“f**k!”

“Well, well, well; what do we have here boys? It’s a wannabe hero! Let’s f**k him up really good, an audience to the show wouldn’t be too bad.”

If he had to be honest, he was seriously regretting letting his emotions get the best of him, he really had no idea what he was doing as there really wasn’t much information about the game, so he had no idea what the penalty for dying was. Either way he squared his shoulders and brought his hands, fist clenched in a boxing stance… he looked threatening enough that the thugs took him a little bit seriously, but honestly…. Leo has never really been in a fight in all 21 years of his life, and frankly speaking, this would be a first.

The first thug rushed forwards, throwing a well telegraphed right hook to Leo’s face, he ducked backwards and threw his hands forwards, his right palm open as his skill [Black Bolt] came into existence and smashed into the chest of the first Thug, throwing him backwards and laying him flat on his back as he clutched his chest in pain.

But that was a small victory as Leo felt a fist smash into the side of his face forcing him to spin from the momentum before he felt a kick on his back that sent him sprawling forwards, his face clipping the side of a trash-can and being busted open.

He felt pain, though not as much as it should have been in real life, but pain none the less, and it was almost hard for him to focus as he felt a foot slam into his stomach. The impact was hard enough that he was raised off the ground and his back was smashed into the trash can behind him. He looked up to see a foot coming to smash down on his face and quickly shifted his head to the side; as there was a dull bang besides his head.

He surged forwards, driving his shoulders into the midriff of the second thug and carried him all the way to the other side of the street, smashing his back into dumpster behind him. The thug arched his back in pain, but Leo didn’t stop there as he proceeded to take a massive chomp off the thug’s side, eliciting a high pitched scream as the Thug panicked and tried to push Leo away from him.

The mask on Leo’s face was bloodied as he pulled back and slammed his forehead into the bridge of the thug’s nose, ignoring the crunch and the cry of pain as he reeled back and pointed his hands at point blank range at the chest of the thug. [Black Bolt] there was a little concussive force behind the spell itself, similar to what someone would feel if they were pushed really hard. The thug was blasted over the edge and into the dumpster as Leo felt a pair of hands encircle him and voice whispering into his head.

“It’s okay tough guy just go to sleep, go to sleep…”

[You have been subjected to Telepathic suggestions. You would lose consciousness in five seconds if you do not come up with a countermeasure.]

[Shock]

Countermeasures? He had one prepared and ready to go as he released the unnatural amount of electricity within his hybrid body, shocking the player behind him to a stupor as the smell of singed flesh and released bladder filled the alley. The player’s body seemed to freeze as he fell backwards, completely paralyzed by the skill.

None the less they were all neutralized as Leo moved his black face mask to one side and spat out saliva mixed with blood, both his and that of the thug who’s side he took a bit out off.

“Are you okay?” the female who was being mugged asked, she was dressed in corporate clothes so she was probably a white collar worker or something on her way home from work. Leo nodded his head to her as he hunched over trying to catch his breath, feeling a bit weak from using his abilities.

“Should I call an ambulance for you? You don’t seem to be in great shape.” She said to him as she moved closer, he shook his head as he got up to his feet with one hand on his midriff.

“I’m fine, but you should go get some help, or the police. These guys seem to be out of it, so get the authorities to take care of them. go on, I’ll keep an eye on them so they wouldn’t escape.” She nodded her head and ran to the entrance of the alley going to look for help or at least an officer or two on patrol. Leo on the other hand gathered all three culprits in one corner, ignoring the groans of pain from the first thug he had attacked.

[Loot Enemy(ies)]

[200 credits gained, 1 switchblade, 5 grams of Leviathan]

The leviathan was actually a bluish green pill, each placed in tiny paper bags. Leo did not need anyone to tell him that those were drugs, and in a street where there are drugs, there are sure to be dealers, those who would want to buy them, and those who made money from it. He quickly pocketed the drugs a plan gradually forming in his mind as he grabbed the neck of the thug still conscious and asked.

“Tell me where you got the Leviathan, or you’re going to end up worse than your friend here.” He threatened with a piercing glare, thankfully the Thug did not resist and gave Leo the answers he needed. There were a bunch of notifications to pay attention to, but Leo Ignored them for now, looks like the cops were here.