Original Stories Fan Fiction ❯ The Shadow's Quest ❯ Day Two ( Chapter 2 )

I walked out of the bathroom a few minutes later, got dressed, and went downstairs. She was sitting on a couch in her living room. It was a little small, but roomy.

 

“What were you doing in that pile of manure this morning?” She asked me, giving that weird look again.

 

“I guess I got too plastered last night and...never mind.” I replied.

 

I didn't really wanna tell her I thought it was my bed. She probably already thinks I'm pathetic enough.

 

“I saw you coming back from the haunted woods. What were you doing out there anyway?” She asked me.

 

Being the nice a guy I am, I explained to her what happened last night. I got kinda irritated at the fact that she was laughing at me though most of it.

 

“You're not gonna try and hunt down this demon are you?” She asked me, trying to hold back her laughter.

 

“Yeah, you know demons don't really scare me. So yeah, he's as good as dead.” I replied.

 

“This demon seems a bit strong, you sure you wanna go by yourself?” Rachael asked looking a bit concerned.

 

“Pfft. He'll be cake. Speaking of which, mind if I raid your food supply?” I asked, grinning.

 

“Get out.” She said to me coldly.

 

“Aww come on! I thought we were friends.”

 

“Every time I let you eat here you completely clean me out!”

 

“I won't this time I promise!”

 

She glared at me for a moment, then sighed.

 

“Stay here and don't touch anything!” She ordered as she marched off.

 

After we ate, and yes, I did clean her out again, I headed out of town through the swamp. I hate this place. My boots were starting to get all muddy again and I just had them cleaned! The air stank! It was cold as always! Every single tree I touched was covered in slime! I could barely see where I was walking due to this thick fog that always hung over the ground! All I heard through the darkness were those annoying bugs and random bubbling mud! I hate this place!

 

I heard something squirm around in the muck and looked over. Maybe I'm still a little hung over. I kept walking through the swamp when I heard it again and I stopped. This was getting annoying. I kept walking but was focused on my surroundings when I heard it again and saw something move in the corner of my eye. I turned and fired at it and my bolt shot through the rotted tree and I heard a loud squeal. Gotcha. I held my crossbow with both hands and walked around to see a dead leech.

 

“Not good!” I yelled as I looked up and saw more leeches rain down from the sky.

 

I shot two more bolts in the air, hitting a couple leeches, then rolled away as they plummeted to the ground. I loaded another bolt when I heard a loud squeal from behind. I turned and fired, sending a bolt right into a leech's mouth. They were large, green, wormy creatures with a circular mouth and two rows of razor sharp teeth. Maybe one or two of them are fightable, but when they swarm like this it's really dangerous.

 

Besides...they're jus' worms. No real need to fight them, right? So with that in mind I took off deeper into the swamps. My running slowed to a walk as I realized I got far enough away from the leeches. I wondered why the swamps were looking a bit empty. I guess all the monsters or whatever are on break or somethin'. Ah who cares, the less monsters out here, the less bolts I waste on them.

 

After hours of walking I noticed it started to warm up a little. Guess that meant the sun was up. You couldn't really tell due to the dark clouds in the skies. Yeah, incase you hadn't already figured it out, these are cursed lands. I was finally getting closer to the next town, Mort' ton. Who comes up with these names? Oh well. I got up there but the town was in worse shape than usual. The houses seemed abandoned and broken. There wasn't any sign of life anywhere. Great...they've been attacked. I'm having no luck at all.

 

I start walkin' around the dead town. Every now and then I'd hear creaking wood in the wind, maybe somethin would roll down a house every so often. I knew one thing for sure. Those stone statues on top of the house in front of me have never been there before. I'm tellin' ya, gargoyles need something other than turning to stone. They're too easy to spot.

 

Just as I thought that the stone statues began to shake, crack, and break away as fresh monsters exploded from the rubble. They had large black wings, stormy gray skin, huge fangs that grew from their bottom jaws, and large, pointed ears. They jumped from the roof, one after another and flew towards me. I held out my crossbow and fired. The first gargoyle tilted to the side and my bolt zipped past him. I missed!

 

The second one charged forward but I jumped to the side and rolled on the ground. The third one landed behind me and roared loudly. I pushed myself back and stuck my leg up, kickin' it in the face. It roared again and spun around. Its long tail wrapped around my leg. I completely forgot about the tails...

 

It spun again, draggin' me to the side. I fell on my face and slid across the ground and it flung me into a house. I slammed into it and bounced off. My back felt like it was going to snap in half, that's not a very good feeling. After my vision cleared up I noticed the three Gargoyles walking up towards me and my crossbow lying on the ground behind the one that threw me.

 

“Ok, that hurt...” I said out loud as I wobbled to my feet.

 

Oh yeah, guess what. My headache was back. Yeah, talk about bad luck. I was really mad now. So I charged forward. A little stress relief never hurt anyone. Well...yeah, it has. The gargoyle in the middle slashed down on me and I jumped back. I then kicked forward and hit the Gargoyle in the head, knocking it back. Another one came at me from the left and I slid over to the right. I kicked backwards and hit the third one in the stomach, knocking it back. I punched with my left hand and hit the first Gargoyle in the face, knocking it over. The one on my side opened its mouth and roared.

 

I grabbed it by it two fangs and pushed it back, slamming it into the house. I then kneed it in the stomach and threw an upper cut, knocking its head back in the wall. I then proceeded to punch it in the face. I fuckin' slept in a pile of manure! My coat got all dirty and muddy! And I have this damn HEADACHE! One of the other Gargoyles went to attack me from behind.

 

“WAIT YOUR TURN!” I yelled angrily as I kicked back, knocking the Gargoyle back a few paces.

 

I gave another punch to the Gargoyle I had pinned up against the house and threw him to the ground. I then roundhouse kicked the Gargoyle that tried to hit me from behind, rushed up to it and punched it in the stomach, and then I heard something swish through the air and leaned back and grabbed the tail of the last Gargoyle.

 

“Not this time!” I yelled as I pulled its tail hard, swinging it into the other gargoyle.

 

I started walking over towards my crossbow when the Gargoyle I just threw to the side kicked it away and roared loudly. I went to charge when the other grabbed me from behind and took off in the air, carrying me.

 

“LET ME GO!” I yelled as I freed an arm and elbowed it in the side.

 

It roared loudly in pain as it let me go. I went to grab it by the leg but missed and started falling to the ground.

 

“NOT ONE OF MY BEST IDEAS!” I yelled as I frantically thrashed through the air.

 

I accidentally flipped over and fell to the ground on my back in a loud thump and stuck the landing. My spine began buzzing with pain as I just laid there looking into the hazy sky. My vision blacked out for a second but came back into focus after a blinked a couple of times. I rolled over on my left side and went to stand up when I realized I couldn't feel my right arm. Damn I bet I dislocated my shoulder again...

 

I could hear the two Gargoyles chuckling at me.

 

“So you think that's funny huh?” I questioned as I stood up, my right arm hangin' limp to my side.

 

They roared and charged towards me. I bet they think I'm done. I punched forward with my left hand and connected as the first Gargoyle flew full speed into my fist. His face crumbled and I could hear his neck snap. I pulled back and slammed down on him when the other Gargoyle grabbed me and threw me back into the house. I'm getting' my ass handed to me by statues...

 

I basically peeled off the side of the house and fell to the ground. I'm not done yet though. I looked up, and to my surprise, my crossbow was right in front of me. I felt an evil grin rise on my face. The Gargoyle roared and shot down from the sky towards me. I grabbed my crossbow, rolled over on my back, and fired. The bolt shot right under its heart, my aim sucks with this arm. I rolled over to the side as the Gargoyle collided with the ground.

 

I stood up and strapped my crossbow onto my back and grabbed my shoulder.

 

“Ok on three. One...two…Three!” I yelled as I thrusted my arm back into place, which hurt like hell.

 

I started breathing heavily and could feel myself sweating a bit. I figured I'd go to the neighboring town to see if they were attacked as well. Hopefully not because I'm startin' to get hungry again, and I'm runnin' low on bolts at this point. I started walkin' south towards Burgh De Rott, the next town. I crossed the bridge over the green slimy river to find the town, you guessed it, totally destroyed.

 

“Can my day get any worse!?” I yelled loudly.

 

Surely enough, there was a loud boom from the sky and it began to rain. I just looked up and glared at the clouds, then sighed, and started walkin through the cold, dim, broken town. Oh yeah, I'm getting soaked by the way and I'm startin' to shiver. I find an old house and kick the door down. It slams in loudly and I walk in the house. I probably shouldn't have kicked it down because now all the cold air's getting in. I sighed again and sat down against a wall, then closed my eyes and gently felt myself slowly fallin' asleep.

 

I heard a crack as someone, or something walked in the house. I opened my eyes but didn't move my head; I wanted to appear to be asleep. All I could see were two legs movin' towards me. I knew whatever it was it didn't know I was watchin' it since my shades are too dark to see my eyes. The figure got closer and I slung my legs out, tripping it slightly, then grabbed my crossbow and pointed it out. There was a sword to my neck as I went to pull the trigger. I then realized it was a person, but not just any person.

 

“I should jus' kill you right here Krad.” I said to him, still pointing my crossbow at his spiky blue head.

 

“Let's see you try it from that distance.” Krad replied grinning.

 

He was about five feet away with that big ass dark blue two-handed sword. He had a black long sleeved shirt that said `B14d3 Kn16h7' across the middle. It's supposed to be `Blade Knight' in 1337. This guy is such a geek. He also had bleached black jeans on and black sneaks with red trims, and shoelaces.

 

“So what brings you out here Ghost?” He asked as he lowered his blade.

 

I still wanted to shoot his ass but I've got better things to do than war with this guy right now.

 

“I was hopin' I could restock on some bolts but unfortunately this town got destroyed before I got here.” I explained to him, he had this stupid grin on his face though.

 

“You look like you got fucked up on your way over here.” He said to me in a chuckle.

 

“Whatever.” I replied as I lowered my crossbow.

 

“I bet you're lookin' for a way to get to Vaunter.” Krad said to me.

 

“So you know about him as well?” I asked.

 

“Everyone knows about his return. I, unfortunately drew the short straw and was ordered to go kill him. The Empire thinks they can just order me around, really gets old after awhile.” He said in a sigh.

 

“You know that spot in the Empire was supposed to be mine.” I said to him slightly angry.

 

“Yeah, but I'm jus better than you.” He replied.

 

Ok he's dead. I raised my crossbow and pointed it at his head. He turned and grinned, then pointed with his thumb over to a box laying on the floor.

 

“What's in there?” I asked him curiously.

 

“Open it up and see for yourself.” He said to me grinning.

 

I kept the crossbow pointed towards him as he slid his sword on his back. I opened the box and it was packed with small vials filled with some kinda orange liquid.

 

“The hell is this?” I asked him.

 

He walked over, picked one up, and threw it at a wall. The vial shattered and exploded the force of the fiery explosion made the entire house shake.

 

“THE HELL IS THIS?!” I yelled as I stepped away from the box.

 

“They're called Explosive Potions if you hadn't already guessed. They're pretty fun. I came to grab `em and use `em to fight against Vaunter, but since your huntin' him there's no need for me to get involved.” Krad said grinning as he walked away from the box.

 

There was a noise that came from the doorway and a zombie walked in.

 

“Brrraaiinnnnssss.” It moaned as it stepped forward.

 

“Oh brains my ass.” Krad said as he picked up another Explosive Potion and threw it at the zombie.

 

It hit and exploded into a huge fireball. A dislodged arm flew from the explosion and past both me and Krad.

 

“Overkill!” Krad yelled as he made a fist and yanked down on the air.

 

“You're a sick bastard.” I said to him as I started taking the potions from the box.

 

After a while I had them strapped to the inside of my coat and stood back up. Krad was leaning against the doorway with his arms folded, staring into the rain. Looked like he had somethin' on his mind.

 

“What's up with you?” I asked him.

 

“Nothin', just that I gotta get back to Geonosis. There's this girl there and she's probably worried sick about me. I hadn't told her I was goin' out on this quest so she doesn't know that I'm out here.” He explained to me.

 

“Aww. Krad's gotta girlfriend.” I teased.

 

He looked at me, dropped his head and sighed, then started looking out the doorway again.

The rain had stopped a while ago while I was resting. I suddenly heard a laugh in the room and looked up. Krad was crackin' up.

 

“The hell is your deal?” I asked him.

 

“You're gonna get a kick outta this. Zombies are makin' their way over here, and it's a lot of em.” Krad said as he stopped laughing and backed up slightly.

 

It's just one thing after another. I got up and grabbed my crossbow from my back when I heard a loud crash. I look to my left and a zombie rushes me.

 

“Son of a-“ I exclaimed as I shot it in the skull and it dropped in front of me.

 

“Nice shot.” Krad commented with a grin on his face.

 

There was another zombie that ran at me from the hole in the wall the first zombie made. I quickly loaded another bolt and fired into the zombie's heart, dropping that one as well. I heard Krad yell and looked over as he chopped down on a zombie, splitting it in half. He then slashed to the side with his right arm, cutting another one down. There was another crash from above me. I already knew what it was so I didn't even bother looking up. I held my crossbow above my head, fired, and took a step forward. Surely enough a zombie slammed to the ground behind me.

 

“I guess they're followin' me.” Krad said with a grin as he backed back into the house.

 

“You? I figured they'd be followin' me.” I replied as I moved closer to him.

 

“I've been causin' nothin' but trouble since I got here. I figured Vaunter'd be sendin' his goons to take me out.” Krad said as he held his sword in front of him.

 

More zombies started breaking in through the walls. You'd think something dead and rotting wouldn't be so strong.

 

“Well this doesn't look too safe.” Krad said as he started hustlin' towards the door.

 

I loaded a bolt, fired it at a zombie, and followed after Krad to the damp, outside world. We both sighed simultaneously as we noticed the large number of zombies makin' their way towards us.

 

“Great...more zombies.” I said as I loaded up another bolt.

 

“I'm startin' to hate zombies...” Krad said in a sigh.

 

“Join the club, we've got jackets.”

 

Krad rushed forward and I spun around and fired a bolt into a zombie. I turned as I loaded another and I saw Krad jump in the air, then plunge his blade into a zombie. He then ripped it out and slashed at another on his side. I wanted to make all my bolts count and fired at a zombie's neck. The bolt went through and hit another zombie in the head like I hoped it would, and they both collapsed to the ground. One jumped off a house at Krad and I fired and shot it in the head. Krad jumped back as the zombie flopped on the ground and stabbed behind himself, hitting a zombie behind him.

 

I heard one behind me and roundhouse kicked it while loading another bolt. I shot it in the heart and swung back with my crossbow, hitting one behind me. I heard somethin' slicin' through the air behind me and ducked. Krad's blade flew over my head and sliced a zombie in front of me. I stood up and jumped away from him.

 

“The hell man? You tried to kill me!” I yelled angrily.

 

He just grinned, turned, and slashed down another zombie. That bastard...I reached in my coat and pulled out an Explosive Potion, then threw it at him. He turned and his eyes widened when he realized what it was. He then jumped away as it hit the ground and exploded, blowing up a few zombies in the surrounding area.

 

“Ghost you bastard!” He yelled angrily.

 

“Serves you right worm juice!” I yelled back.

 

Worm juice is a nickname we gave him back in the old days. I replaced the watermelon-flavored juice from a juice box and replaced it with worm slime. And he drank the entire thing!

 

“What did you call me?” He asked darkly.

 

“You heard me.” I replied.

 

“Had a feelin' we wouldn't be able to make this work.” He said as he turned and focused on me.

 

“My thoughts exactly.” I replied as I aimed my crossbow at him.

 

This time I'll kill `im for sure.

 

He dashed forward towards me, his sword trailing by his side and he began to zigzag. He's fast but not fast enough! I fired a bolt and he slashed up, slicing it to pieces as he jumped to the air. I loaded, and then fired another one and he came slashing down, breaking the bolt. I rolled from under him at the last second and he cut down the zombie standing behind me. I shot again but he leaned to the side as he jumped over to me and I hit a zombie in the head. He spun around and swung at me with his right hand.

 

I leaned back and his blade passed just over my nose and sliced a zombie's head off. I kicked up with my left foot but he blocked with the broad side of his blade. He pushed me back and raised his blade. I fired but he sliced it. I dashed forward as I loaded another bolt. He slashed upwards but I jumped to the side. He kicked out his leg and I ducked the attack. I fired but he moved over slightly and I hit a zombie. He slashed down and I moved out of the way and he cut down a zombie behind me.

 

I attack him. I kill a zombie. He attacks me, kills a zombie. It seems everyone's dyin' but us.

 

“Dammit hold still!” He yells as he slashes at me.

 

I jump up over his blade and I did a back flip, then fired on him as I sailed through the air. Before I knew it he had thrown his sword at me and it was spinning through the air like a propeller. It sliced through my bolt and about ten zombies. I ducked it as it flew over my shoulder, then curved up and stabbed into the roof of a house.

 

He dashed forward and I fired again. Somehow he ducked this one as well and I hit a zombie. He punched at me but I slid over to the side and kicked up. He blocked with his left arm and punched with his right again. This damn crossbow was slowin' me down so I dropped it and punched back. He hopped back and lifted his arms up by his face. I threw two quick jabs in his arms, then one to the body. He gasped but punched me in the jaw. I slid back but reached into my coat and grabbed an Explosive Potion, then threw it to the ground in front of him.

 

It exploded, knocking me back slightly but I noticed something shoot out from the dust. I looked up, following the figure when I saw Krad standing on the broad side of his sword on the house. I picked up my crossbow and fired. He stepped off and grabbed his blade, then back flipped off the house, spun around and came crashing down to the ground. I jumped back and dodged the attack and bumped into a zombie.

 

“DAMMIT GET OUT OF THE WAY!” We both yelled at the same time as I shot the zombie in the head and he stabbed into one behind him.

 

We both looked around and noticed we killed all the zombies, then looked back at each other and laughed.

 

I placed my crossbow on my back and Krad did the same with his blade. That was a real waste of time and energy. Then my arm started to hurt.

 

“Well that was fun.” Krad said with a sigh.

 

“Your ass is mine next time we meet.” I replied jokingly.

 

He looked at me and laughed. I'm gettin' the feeling he really thinks he can beat me.

 

“Well I'd better be gettin' back. Good luck wit gettin' your ass handed to ya.” Krad said as he started to walk away.

 

So I now knew that both these towns had been wrecked so I thought about what I should do next. Should I go back to Canifis? Or see if I could get to Vaunter? I guess the three brain cells I had decided to go back to Canifis and restock on supplies so I started goin' back up north. I started walking through the swamp again; the bottom of my coat was soaked with mud, AGAIN! I can't stand bein' all dirty like this. I looked around and noticed a tree with a small hole blown in it. This was where I fled from all those leeches.

 

“I wonder where they all disappeared to.” I asked myself out loud.

 

Boy that was a really stupid question to ask out loud. I felt a presence behind myself and as I turned all I could see was a black hole lined with teeth just inches from my face. I leaned back and a leech flew right past me. I grabbed a bolt and loaded that sucker in, then fired. The leech jumped at me and my bolt missed it by inches. I hate these things! I held my crossbow out in front of me and the leech bit down on it, hissing loudly. I threw it to the ground and kicked it like a football into another tree. It slid down the tree and I reached for another bolt to finish it off. All I felt was the wood inside the carrying case. Had that been my last bolt!?

 

“Dammit!” I cursed angrily.

 

I realized the leech was still alive when I leaned back and it sailed over my face. It hit the ground and squirmed around, then went at me once more. I jumped to the side and slid in the mud, avoiding the little thing. Those damn Explosive Potions were pressing against my chest like rocks. Then I thought about it. I still have the Explosive Potions! I got up on my feet and grabbed one from inside my coat. As I turned I saw the slimy beast jump for me.

 

“Eat this you slimy bastard!” I yelled loudly as I flung the potion at it.

 

Surely enough it swallowed the potion and slammed to the ground. I jumped to the ground again and covered my head. There was silence. I sniffed and smelled the foul ground, then got up and looked around. The leech had lunged for me once again.

 

“What the hell?!” I yelled as I rolled out of the way.

 

I rose to my feet and looked curiously at the little beast. He swallowed the potion, but it didn't blow up. What kinda screwed up shit is that? It went at me again and I noticed a strangely shaped lump in its belly. Could that be the potion? I jumped to the side and as I sailed through the air I noticed something sparkle on the ground. I hit the mud and rolled over to the light, then plucked my bolt from the ground and loaded it into my crossbow. The leech turned and hissed loudly.

 

“One shot!” I yelled as I fired my bolt.

 

It was like watchin' a movie. I could see the bolt ripping through the air as it neared the target. It pierced through the leech's skin and for a split second, I coulda swore I saw its eyes widen, and then...Boom! A huge fiery explosion completely fried the sucker! I looked around and still saw gobs of its flesh still intact. I knew it was gonna be nasty but I wanted to experiment a bit more.

 

I picked up a piece of flesh, stripped off the bloody fat, and wrapped it around an Explosive Potion.

 

“Here we go.” I said as I hurled it at a tree.

 

The potion hit while wrapped in the fat and to my surprise...it exploded. Well that sure was a failed experiment. Oh well. So this time I wrapped the potion in the skin.

 

“Attempt number two...” I said as I tossed the potion at another tree.

 

The potion hit while wrapped in the fat, then bounced off the tree and hit the ground.

 

“Yes! Haha! Whose the man?” I yelled excitedly.

 

Then I got another stupid idea. I mean really stupid. So I took out all the Explosive Potions from my jacket and placed them on the ground, then I walked over and picked up the flesh covered potion, strapped it inside my jacket, and prayed. My heart was racing as I took a deep breath.

 

“I lived a good life. Fun and exciting...” I said as I breathed in again.

 

I closed my eyes, held my breath, and jumped up, then belly flopped to the ground. I rolled over in pain as I gripped my chest. The damn potion banged up against it as I hit the ground.

 

“Not one of my best ideas...” I said as I removed the potion from my jacket.

 

Well atleast now I know I can use leech skin as a casing for the potions. So I got to work wrapping up each and every one in leech skin, nasty huh?

 

 

I finally reached Canifis, I was actually surprised to see the houses still standing. With all my luck I would have assumed they'd be screwed.

 

“Ghost's back!” I heard someone yell.

 

I looked over and saw Rachael running up to me with...some dude. I know I've seen him before but I can't really remember his name. I don't really care either cuz Rachael's wearing that pink shirt with the heart on it that really...Ahem...accents her feminine features. She ran up to me and hugged me tightly, then backed off.

 

“Did you sleep in a pile of manure again?” She asked waving her hand in front of her nose.

 

“Damn Ghost what happened to you?” The guy asked chuckling slightly.

 

After a few hours I found myself back in the bathtub at Rachael's house. After I told her what happened I begged her to let me use her tub. God I hate bein dirty! She hung my clothes up by the door after washing them for me because I got it like that. I got dressed and walked downstairs and thanked her, then went on outside.

 

I walked into the ranger's shop and went in. Not many people come to Canifis so it was pretty empty. There were only two big cases in the entire shop. On with three different types of bows, and a wide range of arrows. And the other just had three different kinds of bolts. The crossbow I'm usin' was the last they had in stock.

 

“Hey Ghost. Glad to see your still in one piece.” I heard the shopkeeper call out as he walked in from the back room.

 

He was wearing the normal shopkeeper uniform. White workers shirt, and brown overalls.

 

“What's that supposed to mean?” I asked him grinning slightly.

 

“Well you always seem to be out on some demon hunt and word's spread about you hunting down Vaunter. Seeing as though your still alive, I assume you haven't found him yet.” He replied to me smiling.

 

“Gee, how supportive are you?” I asked him with an irritated look on my face.

 

“So how many bolts are you purchasing today?” He asked me, still laughing at my last comment.

 

“Gimme about two hundred. You know I only want silver, so how much `ill that cost?” I asked him as I went through the pocket in my chaps. I only had about one hundred and fifty gold on me, give or take. But it couldn't be any more than that.

 

“Seven hundred.” He said as he opened up the casing.

 

“Seven Hundred?!” I exclaimed loudly.

 

“Sorry, but the price has gone up since the last time you were here.” He replied as he began counting out bolts in the ten's.

 

I can't believe he's doin' this to me. ME! I though we were friends. I don't have that kinda money. But I know who does...

 

“No.” Cray said to me as he turned away.

 

“Aww come on, help me out I'm broke!” I pleaded.

 

After I left the shop I decided to pay him a visit, see if he'd help me out. But apparently it's `Treat Ghost Like A Bag Of Shit Day' and everyone's in on it but me.

 

“If you need money, sell something. Or get a real job instead of hunting down monsters for your own pleasure!” He yelled angrily.

 

“But...I have nothin' to sell!” I yelled back.

 

“Get a job then!” He replied.

 

“As what? There aint no good jobs around here!” I yelled.

 

“Go...sweep something!”

 

“Do I look like a maid?!”

 

“I'm not giving you any money!”

 

“Dammit Cray you suck!”

 

“Fuck you!”

 

“I'll pay you back I promise!”

 

“You're gonna spend all my cash on bolts just so you can get killed by Vaunter. What're you gonna pay me back with? Your corpse? Sorry but that doesn't pay my rent!”

 

What am I gonna do? I don't have enough cash for the bolts. No one thinks I can do this. This has been the worst two days of my life. Wait a minute...I got an idea.

 

I hatched an evil scheme as I noticed Amy, Cray's girlfriend walk by. I'll just play the pity card and let Amy do all the work for me.

 

“Fine then, turn your back on your best friend. I don't need the money, I'll just kill Vaunter with my bare hands. Maybe I'll get lucky.” I said in a pitiful tone.

 

I was grinning evilly on the inside though when I noticed I attracted Amy's attention.

 

“Ghost!” Cray roared angrily.

 

“Don't worry about me. I'll manage.” I said as I began walking away.

 

“Cray what's going on?” I heard Amy's voice in the background.

 

Bingo.

 

“Uh...nothing. I was just tellin Ghost he needs to find a way to solve is money problems.” Cray said nervously.

 

“What's he need money for?” Amy asked curiously.

 

“Well uh...he needs some cash so he can restock on ammo for this demon hunt he's on.” Cray admitted, rubbing the back of his head.

 

“So he is hunting Vaunter? And you're gonna let him go unarmed?!” Amy exclaimed worriedly.

 

“I uh...” Cray went to say but he already knew I'd won.

 

Amy then ran up to me.

 

“Don't worry Ghost. I know Cray's pin, we'll get you the money you need.” Amy said warmly.

 

“Thank you. I don't know what I'd do without friends like you.” I said as I grinned evilly over her shoulder to Cray.

 

I could tell he wanted to strangle me. But that's what he gets for challenging my will.