Prototype : A New Start

Also another Chapter of Life

It's the weekend, so both the bar and arcade are filled with people and bursting with activity. He had asked whether Maria and the others wanted to join his little arcade trip, but they opted to swim in Valeria's pool instead. Ilya jokingly asked whether he wanted to join them or not, and he replied with a big 'NO' in less than two seconds after receiving the message.

Valeria jokingly called him out as a pussy for being so scared of water despite knowing his unique condition, he jokingly calls her a hoe in exchange. And the next thing he knew he received an angry call from said blonde...

One he would not forget for the rest of his life.

"What the fuck did you just fucking say about me, you little bitch? I'll have you know I'm at the top of my class beside this dark-haired ice cube asshole beside me, and I've been scoring perfect grades in numerous tests on all subjects, and I had 300 goddamn ex-boyfriends which dignity I had destroyed like the pitiful fuckers they are. I have prepared myself for LSAT and I'm the top bitch in fucking Olympus. You are nothing to me but just another toy. I will wipe you the fuck out with precision the likes of which has never seen before on this earth, mark my fucking words."

"Ilyaaaaaa, Valeria is being a meanie to me." He jokingly complained out loud.

"BAD VALERIA! BAD!" He heard his brunette Russian friend scolding the blonde with his own line. What followed was absolute chaos.

"Jesus- Careful! Our phones are not waterproof!"

Though, what makes it weirder is Ilya's final message before it abruptly ends.

"Too bad you couldn't come. Maria said that she had wished you could join us so she can see what you're packing underneath all those- Chyort, wait, WAIT! HAVE MERCYYYYY-"

Yep, definitely a fun call. He'd love to have more of this later. One of the most talkative Blackwatch soldiers in his head, which he remembered as Corporal Reese, told him that what Valeria just said was a Marine copypasta or some shit, he didn't really understand and had to use his memories as the main reference, before mentally thanking him.

Hmmm, he might be able to co-exist with the voices, after all. It sounds crazy, but, eh....

The blonde evolved wanders around the arcade in silence, watching the other kids or teens play to their heart's content. There's this teen dual-wielding the uzis of The House Of The Dead 4 Arcade and being absolutely crazy in shooting the tongue of the first boss. Some of the kids he never saw before are crowding over the Wangan Midnight Maximum Tune 3DX+'.

He rarely played the machine, but figured that he should spend more effort in perfecting his virtual ride later.

In the end, an hour after stepping into the arcade, he was already bored. Damian quietly left the arcade into the already crowded street of Downtown Detroit. He pulled out his phone and figured that he'd just ask his little gang if they wanted to do anything.

Damian : So, you guys got anything you wanted to do later?

A minute passed, two minutes passed, three minutes passed.

The message was received, but they haven't read it. It took the blonde another minute to remember that they're swimming, obviously, they won't be using their phone.

"Well, shit."

He's bored like hell. It took him some time to realize that arcades were only fun when you have your friends to play with you or when you visit them every once in a while.

On the other hand, he visits the place almost daily. Maybe he should drop by the library and get himself some new books to read. Maybe roam around the city? No, he's definitely not dropping by the ghetto. With the appearance of a white male, he'll just be looking for trouble in the black-owned sections of the city. Racial tension is all time high and he's not going to contribute by killing some people who simply looked at him wrong.