Edited Woke Culture

Chapter 2- Euro Invasion

I slept almost the entire plane ride, which was good. Plane food was probably worse than prison food. Having not eaten, though, I was starving once we got off the plane... and I forgot to call the credit card company to let them know I'd be out of country I'd found out once my limitless card was declined.

My phone wasn't working either, as I didn't have an international plan. I needed to find a way to get my credit card working again. I stayed calm, even though I was panicking on the inside. I ended up just asking Jess for help.

"Can I borrow your phone?" I asked her, after we reconvened at baggage claim.

"What? No!" She replied.

"I really need to borrow your phone," I insisted.

"Use your own phone," she snarled.

"No international service," I blankly stared at her. I had total RBF, and I could feel my expressionless face contorting into a clearly forced smile.

"Fine," she sighed, "one call."

"I will call the number on the back of my credit card," I said as I reached for her phone. She snatched it back away from me.

"You better not try anything funny," she snapped, "all of my banking apps are protected by a password."

"I'm not after your money," I assured as she reluctantly handed over her phone. "I'm probably worth much more than you think," I suggested.

I called the credit card company to let them know I was working out of country. Just like that, my card worked again. I would buy a burner for my time in the United Kingdom. I didn't want to be a nuisance on Jess, so I got her number, and we went our separate ways.

"This sneaky bitch," I said to myself when I realized she lied to me by giving me a fake number. I was furious, livid even.

She had the artifact, and I was stranded in a foreign country, so I went where I thought she'd be... but she wasn't there. I searched and searched and realized I'd have to spend another fifty grand to find her. While she was hidden in the moment, her job as a dominatrix would betray her, as she spent money quickly after she got it, because hunting supes was one of the most expensive hobbies a person could have, also the most dangerous.

But Jess decided long ago, she wasn't in it for the money. She was a sadist, which was exactly why she picked being a dominatrix as her profession. The role she played within higher societies was needed, as so few women truly possessed all the skills needed to be a proper, premium dominatrix, and once she landed a big client years before, word had spread she was the best former Senator Sanders had ever paid for sex.

There was, of course, a larger problem than even killing supes— a problem Jess had originally set out to solve, but the pervasive nature of the powerful, perverse people made it even harder to make a splash in that world than even in the world of the supernatural. Epstein Island was one of the largest manufacturers of said problem. And we all saw how that ended for Jeffrey. He was murdered before he could out all the perverts who took place in the sexualization of children, but even still, many names were linked to the horrid man, who deserved to die a slow and painful death. Before he could out anyone, he "committed suicide" in jail.

While I would have loved to rescue all those children, people who fooled around trying to out the powerful people who had this perversion were more likely to be killed than even those who tried to claim supes were at large. If I had the time and energy in the future, and felt satisfied with the life I'd lived, I would risk my life to end that corruption, but that was a whole other ball game I was afraid to partake in.

With such little time on this planet, people all had to decide what was important to them. And I had long decided I was going to make the world safer for everyone. I genuinely felt this lust for children would diminish if I could end the supes first. There was a much smaller percentage, by my estimation, of supes than child predators. And with the political climate scorching, I felt the apocalypse was going to make the power the supes had more prominent than the child predators, as the world would become almost impossible to survive. It would become no place for children.