School of Elementals: Karen Killer

6 | Futile

"Nothing could've prepared me for yesterday." Keith thought, as he descended the stairs to the hotel lobby, his phone in his right pocket and knife in his left. He saw a blonde woman arguing with the hotel service, demanding the best service, and walked up to her. "Excuse me, miss, but you can't just expect perfection with only harassment."

"You sure this is harassment?"

"What else are you shouting at them?"

"Their service, of course! They won't make it personally for me, so what's stopping me from shouting at them?"

"Calm the fuck down for a moment. I did mean to swear, because you won't get my shit into your head."

"Now you're harassing me."

"For harassing another person. Karma, isn't it?"

"You-!"

The woman pulled out a gun, and everyone in the vicinity ran away. He took out his knife, and she said, "You really shouldn't bring a knife to a gunfight."

She wore casual clothes as everyone would, and was about as tall as Keith. He got to a nearby tray full of utensils, and threw a knife at the first bullet. It sliced it in half, and landed by the Karen's left foot. "I don't want to take this too far, since people could be alerted in an instant, but I think it's already too late for that."

She took aim and fired, and Keith sliced the bullet apart, his right eye starting to faintly glow yellow. He dodged another bullet, making it hit the ground, and kept his knife as he put the others in its place back at the tray, having noticed a group of officials coming. "Good luck talking your way out of this." he said as they approached the Karen, confiscating her gun. He walked away from the commotion, although having an uneasy feeling.

Later that evening, he had dinner with his friends Derick and Vanessa, along with Karl from the MrBeast gang. Derick was a boy who was nearly identical to Keith in terms of height and body size, but the latter's intelligence exceeded with the fact that he could play 5d chess without his brain 'melting'. Vanessa was a little more diligent in studies than the two of them, but would rather play than study. Karl was the only adult among the entire group, and he ordered his own food.

The restaurant seemed to be of low quality yet people kept coming there, the only reason being that it was a McDonalds, basically the most famous fast food brand in the entire world. They sat at a table by the window, and the moment the crowd calmed down, some random guy in a black coat stood up from his seat and whipped out a pistol, shouting, "Everyone on the ground, now!"

Derick immediately ran towards him to stop him, but Keith decided to give chase, not wanting the same fate that befell Clara happen to his friend. The man immediately grabbed the latter by the neck when he was only 5 meters away, and tossed him up in the air before shooting him in the head.

Keith seemed to calm down, because he untensed his muscles and stood in an idle position. The gangster aimed his gun at him, and Karl shouted, "Mate, you're fucking dead!"

Keith opened his eyes, and his right glowed yellow as he closed the distance between the two in an instant. He punched him in the gut, sending him backwards, and teleported behind him before knocking him to the ground with an airborne kick.

The gangster shot a few bullets, but he caught them as he descended, and dropped them on the floor, his palm bleeding a little. "No victory is without sacrifice, most people say. Guess what, I'm going to sacrifice you." Keith said, before clearing the area of tables and chairs. They were now arranged in a circle, and just as the cashiers peeked from behind the counter, Keith grabbed the gangster's neck, and slammed him straight into the ground.

"Bitch." the former said, as he dusted his hands. He walked off to get them washed, not forgetting to take Derick on his way back. He laid him in the grass field nearby, and got back into the restaurant. The police had come, and Keith was eating his cheeseburger as they arrested the gangster.

"So," Karl said once the police left, "when did you decide to start beating up gangsters?"

"I started with Karens. Didn't Jimmy tell you the story of how a kid roasted a Karen few nights back?"

"Yeah, he mentioned giving an entire briefcase of money to that kid."

"That kid was me."

"Woah, so you're famous now?" Vanessa asked.

"No, not really." Keith said.

"You should get really popular with all this stuff!"

"I'd rather keep my identity a secret, since if I release it, people are going to be targeting the shit out of me and I'll die 70 years earlier."

"Makes sense."

Keith took the last bite of his cheeseburger, and watched as everyone got back to doing their own business, as if the thing that happened 5 minutes earlier didn't happen at all. He had many things to say, but decided to hide them all, until a group of people entered the store. Karl waved his hand, and they all walked over to sit down, only for Keith and Vanessa to find that it was the entire MrBeast gang.

"I thought there was supposed to be another boy here. What happened?" MrBeast, or rather, Jimmy, asked.

"Long story short, a gangster done him in. I avenged him." Keith replied, his heart hurting with every word.

"Let's leave a seat open for him then."

"Sure."

The empty seat wasn't occupied by anyone, so that Derick could freely sit on it. Jimmy walked over to the cashier and simply said, "I'll have the most expensive item on the menu."

"The Double Quarter Pounder?"

"Sure thing. As for the other orders, we'll take a 20-piece box of chicken nuggets, along with some Fanta, and a couple other burgers..."

As Jimmy was ordering for the gang, Chris said, "So, kids, do you go to school?"

"I'll be heading back by tomorrow for school. I don't know about Keith though, will you?"

"I'll be staying here." he replied.

They were shocked, and Vanessa said, "But I thought you only came here for a vacation?"

"Plans changed when my family died."

"By a house explosion? I think I know who did it." Chris said.

"Who?"

"A man named Johnson who leads the mafia here. He can kill you at any time, and I heard he sabotaged a gas can headed for a certain house."

Keith started to rage at those words, and said, "Thanks for the info, Chris. I'll make good use of it."

Back at the hotel, there was no one at home. He slammed his hand on a nearby table, shouting, "Futile! Why the fuck can't I do anything to save anyone? Huh?!?"

He already bought a new jacket that afternoon, and he had taken it off, now in his house clothes.

"Why can't I do anything?"

He was on the verge of breakdown, having lost numerous people in the span of a week.

"I swear, if anyone kills my grandparents, I will personally see you dead."

He turned off the lights and got into bed, and silently cried as he slept.

Meanwhile, Johnson had planned an attack at a nearby restaurant. "We'll be going here tonight. Leave none of the child's family alive." he said.