The Returns Of The Disaster - Class HERO

Chapter 8: Panic

Well, this is awkward. Should I just pretend like nothing happened and step
out? wondered Johnny.
Johnny did not have anything in particular against any group of people.
He respected people’s hobbies and interests. These two men before him
were simply two lonely hearts who had had no way of releasing their pentup frustrations. Over time, their common bond developed into something
special…
It’s not your fault! It’s Tokiomi’s*1 —I mean—it’s just how things ended up!
Although Johnny’s mind was dulled with such thoughts, his body was
quick to act. Reversing his grip on his knife, he rushed forward to attack the
closer guard.
The guard was unable to react in time, and as he fumbled to draw his gun,
Johnny went in for the kill.
Unfortunately, the second guard kicked him to safety.
Johnny's surprise attack had failed, but he was not disheartened. Twirling
the knife in his hand, he switched back to a standard grip and stabbed the
second guard in his abdomen, followed by striking his neck with his free
hand. The guard collapsed to the ground.

Overwhelming Force!
You have 25 Strength. The target has 10 Strength.
As you have over twice as much Strength as the target, your attack dealt
50% more damage!
The target has lost consciousness.
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One down!
The other guard who had been kicked to safety rolled further away to create
some space between him and Johnny before raising his gun to fire.
Johnny immediately tackled him down and slammed his hand against the
floor, causing him to release the gun in pain.
It would have been disastrous for Johnny if he had managed to fire.
Johnny proceeded to head-butt the guard on his nose, disorienting him,
and circled around to strangle him from behind.
Rear naked chokehold!
The guard’s face turned purple as he struggled to break free.

You have performed a [Submission].
You have 25 Strength. Your target has 11 Strength.
Your target is unable to break free.
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The guard struggled for a few more seconds before fainting.
“That was close… It would have been easier if I were a Pugilist,” panted
Johnny as he got up.
The Pugilist class was the most popular class in Galaxy for the simple
reason that it was the coolest looking class. Their skills had the coolest
names, such as ‘Inferno Quake’, ‘Devil’s Beam’, or ‘Star Breaker’. Of course,
many skills were not actually as powerful as their names suggested, but the
point is that they sounded cool!

Shouting out the skill’s name as you used it also always seemed to make it
stronger. Although most players weren’t thick skinned enough to do so, Johnny enjoyed it.
Pugilists were also a much simpler class to play – basically, just keep on
hitting the enemy. Compared to the most demanding class to play, the
Hero, the difference was night and day.
Johnny used his knife to finish the two unconscious guards. He looted
four magazines of bullets from them.
He then moved the bodies of the other two guards into the room, cleaned up
the bloodstains in the corridor, and smashed up all the security monitors.
After confirming that he had not missed anything, Johnny emerged from
the room with his usual blank expression on once more.
Eliminating the surveillance room was important to Johnny’s escape – it
allowed him to move freely.
Johnny returned to the second floor where a guard suddenly stopped him.
“Mr. Christian wants to see you.”
Johnny's eyes flashed.
Christian was one of the few people in the base who possessed a
security pass that could access the main gate. He was saving Johnny the
trouble of looking for him.
Johnny followed the guard to Christian’s private laboratory. It was a
dimly lit room. The walls were lined with shelves of specimen jars filled
with organs – almost like the private collection of a homicidal murderer.
“The organization has finally let me have you. If I dissect you, I will be able
to find out the difference between you and the other test subjects. After
extracting all the valuable information your body has to offer, I will
preserve your corpse as a specimen. You will be fondly remembered as the
first test subject.”
Johnny remained silent in the dark.
“You there, secure him tightly and don’t let him struggle. It’ll ruin my
experiment,” ordered Christian.
He then proceeded to turn around to retrieve his toolbox of oddly-shaped
surgical knifes and scalpels. Before Johnny, how many had fallen prey to
them?
Suddenly, Christian heard a dull thud from behind. He turned around,
only to discover that Johnny was standing right behind him.
Before he could react, Christian felt a pain in his chest. Looking down
blankly, he saw that a knife was stabbed directly into his heart.
His eyes widened with shock as he dropped the surgical knife he was
holding
He could see the motionless guard lying on the floor behind Johnny, as
well as the coldness in Johnny’s eyes.
Right! This room is under surveillance!
Johnny seemed to have read his mind. “Give up. I’ve already cleaned the
surveillance room.”
That tone… is this really that dim-witted Zero?
Christian shuddered as the color in his face drained quickly.
“Half… half a year… you’ve been faking it all along?”
Johnny nodded.
“How is that possible… You’ve fooled everyone!” Christian wondered
aloud, incredulous.
“Nothing is impossible in this world.” Johnny twisted the knife viciously.
Christian crumpled to the ground, wide-eyed in indignation and terror.
“I… am your… creator…”

1*Tokiomi is a character in Fate/Zero, and
apparently, everything bad that happens is his fault.