"gahhhh!!!!!" exclaimed Christian as he threw his phone on his bed in frustration as he just finished watching over the last season of Teen wolf, completing the series for the hundredth time and fell back in his chair gripping the chair arms tightly.
'I'd do anything to become a werewolf' thought Christian as he spun around his chair and stared at the poster of Van Hellsing (2004) placed above his bed with a slightly crazed borderline fanatic look on his face before it was replaced by a depressed one as reality hit him once more, making him groan internally.
'as if that'd happen' wryly thought Christian as he got up to go cook something for dinner , since he had to get ready to leave later when he suddenly heard a chuckle from behind him and the world grew darker making him instantly go on guard as he froze in place before he eyes found their way unto his beside table where he had his gun stored, call him paranoid but it came with the business.
It only took a few seconds for him to plan out several different things in his head before he shot towards them, only to become confused as he found himself getting further and further away from it before he heard the chuckling once more only more disdainful this time
' shit ' cursed Christian after realizing that his actions were nothing but pointless at this point, Christian calmly turned around to face whoever it was, only to come face to face with a monster of a man standing by his window with his poster in his hand. He was confused as to how he even got inside considering the bars on his windows.
His eyes narrowed dangerously as he saw his poster in the mans hand, making him clench his fist so tightly they started turning white, memories of the day he watched it in memory of his parents since they always watched movies like that together. Shaking away his thoughts he finally took a look at the man that stood before him.
By Christians' estimation the man was at least 7'9 with broad shoulders and a muscled body, he had to do a double take to make sure he wasn't looking at a clothed bear when he saw the thick locks draped over his shoulders. He had scene some big guys and had taken down some as well but this dude took the top spot by his very presence, had it been someone else he'd be sure they'd have shat and pissed themselves.
He had to give credit to the person that made those clothes strong enough to not just burst apart
' maybe it's by the same people who make hulk's pant ' Christian joked internally before he shook away the random thoughts and he waited to see what will happen from now on but if it went to shit he'd try his hardest to go out with a bang
The man started chuckling as if he read Christians thoughts but he could see the slight twitch on the mans face before he gestured for him to take a seat while glancing at him disdainfully as if it was his place making Christian's lip twitch in annoyance trying to recall the last time someone had the balls to look at him like that before he took a seat on his bed imagining several ways he'd torture the fucker if he had the chance before his eyes fell on his head, more specifically his hair
The man snapped his fingers and a large throne like chair appeared before it dropped onto his desk destroying it before he ran his hand through his hair, acting like nothing happened the large man sat and looked Christian before he spoke
" I don't know if you're brave or just too dumb to understand what's happening right now, especially those pathetic thoughts of yours " the man spoke softly but his voice was heard in Christian's ear rattling his brain causing him to nearly black out making him have to brace himself on his bed as the room started spinning and his ears rung and blood ran from them and his nose.
He was sure if he wasn't already sitting he would have fallen on his ass well if he didn't out right faint, it took a couple minutes to stop seeing quadruple and took a few more to tell his head from ass, gritting his teeth Christian looked at the man coldly but only received a smirk in return making him wanna curse or reach for his gun since he was so close now but the mans words made it clear to him that he could read his thoughts to some extent forcing him to calm down.
When he saw the man was about to speak once more he unconsciously closed his eyes and gritted his teeth as he braced himself for that feeling again, since he'd rather die than to ask for mercy while dreading his powerlessness in this situation, only for the expected sound not to be heard.
He was about to open his eyes to see what was going on only to hear a loud slap making him open his eyes in confusion only to see the man kneeling on the floor with his head down while a silver haired beauty with obscured features sat on the throne in his place making his thoughts stall for a bit
Christian took a minute to process what he believed just happened but found it hard to accept the man that burst his ear drums and nearly knocked him unconscious from just speaking was now kneeling on the ground like a naughty kid that was caught doing something wrong making his cheek twitch as he tried to keep a neutral expression
Only for a smile to find it's way onto his face before he broke down laughing making the woman raise her eyebrows in what looked like surprise while the man looked at him like he was a dead man causing the atmosphere to become stifled and the mysterious atmosphere the woman built dissipated.
Trying to catch his breath after laughing for a few minutes, he looked towards the woman only to see her tapping the throne arm with her finger.
Her entire posture showing her impatience, when he was about to apologize to who he believe to be his savior an a overbearing pressure appeared on Christian pressing him to his bed making it hard for him to form a thought further more breathe killing any gratitude he held towards the woman when he heard a soft snort from the woman making all the pressure dissipate with ease giving Chris the opportunity to take a breath
" hah hah hah " Christian gasped as he held in chest in pain while trying not to glare at the woman nor make any stupid thoughts that was put his life in danger
" Christian Balv, 26 years old, orphan, parents died when you were 9, forcing you to grow up on the streets since your relatives saw you as a burden where you made a name for yourself and created and rule unchallenged one of the largest gangs in this part of the country.
Several flings with women, no serious partner, no children nor transmitted diseases surprisingly, obsessed with the supernatural especially werewolves because of the unusual death of his parents and all the movies you all watched together" the woman read his life from a paper nonchalantly before she turned and looked at him with a slight smile though he could sense the mockery held behind her nice demeanor
" you said you'd do anything to become a werewolf, is that sentence true? " asked the woman softly, if he could see her face her face he was sure he'd see a motherly smile but that only made him more wary of this entire situation
" what if it is? " asked Christian staring back into her eyes seriously deciding to play along with he charade which made her smile and the man kneeling to release a low growl only to be silence by a look from the woman, making the entire slap scenario seem even more far fetched
" what if I gave you that chance and the only thing you had to do is be man enough to take it? " asked the woman keeping the same smile while trying to goad him on with her words knowing he had a lot of pride that came along with his position
" I'd tell you to go fuck yourself if it was a normal situation...but right now I'm wondering what's the catch miss? " replied Christian while watching her face for any change in expression while acting interested
" my name is none of your concern but you can call me Countess Fascalli and I am the mother of all wolves, he is Baron Vadatos the king of monsters, one of my mates " introduce the woman before she continued. He could feel the pride oozing off her very being when she said her title
" you are my last worshipper on this backward planet even if you didn't worship me directly, well that can't be helped when you mortals are so short lived, so I decided to give you chance to become an envoy of mine and spread the name of werewolves throughout these worlds and leave my mark on them and let them worship my name " said the woman while looking at Christian intently waiting for his answer
Christian fell silent as he thought about her offer and thought about his current life and found that even though he always had whatever he wanted he never found it truly filling and found his blood racing at the thought of fulfilling his dream.
That and she didn't didn't particularly strike him as someone who took no for an answer before he thought ' fuck it, why not, can't have revenge with my current strength anyways '. Coming to a decision he took up his phone and called his second in command and told him that he's leaving everything to him and cut out the call before the man could reply knowing full well he'd hesitate if he stayed on the phone any longer so he turned off his phone before he looked back to Fascalli who was seemingly pleased with his decision
" so how are we gonna do this ? " asked Chris in slight ' anticipation ' deciding to try and milk for as much as he could without letting them catch on
" well for you are my last worshipper, I've decided to reward you with 2 request outside of your werewolf bloodline " replied Fascalli nonchalantly as she ' generously ' told to him to ask for anything but he knew better.
Thinking about it for a while, he went through several options in his head that could help him in the beginning and in the long run and just enough to be greedy but not to much before he made up his mind
" i want a system that would give me all the information about my current world, the stronger I am the more information it could gather and I want it to warn me about those stronger than me and the ability to control the affect my blood has on someone else" said Chris while looking at her for an answer
" at least you didn't ask for one of those stupid systems with a store and such " murmured Fascalli proving to him that those stories aren't as good as he may have thoughts " so granted, what did you mean about your blood? " asked Fascalli curiously. When he saw her expression he was sure that werewolf didn't have much use
" like if I want it to heal someone or give it the ability to boost a normal humans strength " replied Chris trying to test the waters in case she said no
Fascalli closed her eyes and fell in to thought as she pondered his request her fingers drumming a riddim on the throne arm before she looked at him deeply as if trying to see him before she spoke
" your blood's abilities are restricted by your own power i.e it's healing ability is restricted by your own healing factor " nodding his head as her words he waited for her next actions
" since you are weak, I'll send you to a low level world so you can master your abilities and grow " said Fascalli before she appeared before Christian and grabbed his head and started reading his memories proving his earlier thought that they can only read surface thoughts
" that could work " replied Fascalli before she snapped her finger and Christians body started disappearing much to his confusion as he still had questions to ask. What she missed was his cold eyes looking at them as he disappeared
" your first world is Teen Wolf, good luck my child " said Fascalli as she waved him off as she destroyed the surrounding area to keep people from looking for him in the future
" not to question your decisions but why did you pick that trash to do your bidding my queen ? " asked Vadatos with his head still bowed with barely concealed jealousy
" it is none of your concern " replied Fascalli coldly without even turning her head " and don't think I forgot how you hurt him when I asked you to bring him to me " bellowed Fascalli as causing the surroundings to vibrate and made Vadatos to vomit up blood
" go back to the others and monitor those rats that are invading my world " replied Fascalli as she disappeared, Vadatos wiped the blood from his lips as he stared coldly at were Christian disappeared before he took his leave as well