Prologue Chapter 4: Techno-Knight

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"Well that was weird," I told myself quietly after the elevator door closed. To quickly catch you up on what the fuck just happened, I aced my interview for Paladin's (my interviewer was a crocodile in a labcoat) and after that, I bump into this weirdo who calls himself White Mask. He looked okay buuuuut I swear, you could smell his superiority complex from a mile away. Whatever. At least the day was finally over. I can now head back to the lab, play some music, and lose myself in my work.

The ride home was pretty quiet, I forgot my earphones at home so I just listened to actual nature ambiance, and gotta admit, it was pretty cringe. The Paladins train was okay; nothing noteworthy about it; it's a bullet train that's white with blue accents, shocking I know. I head back to Salem, N.H, where I'm currently staying with my dad. He tends to work late cause his work buddies are a PAIN IN THE ASS. To be honest, mine are too. FYI, I manage a small tech business where I build shit for clients in exchange for money. I don't call myself Techno-Knight for nothing ya know. Anywho I arrive back home, take a nice quick bath and finally get to work on the latest commission. Starts off good, add some wires here, and readjust the frame there. Okay, just need some Zenithium... I am all out of Zenithium. FUCK. 

Tech companies usually have a quota on how much Zenithium one company can buy. Cause a smart enough gal cough me cough could reverse engineer the Z and make it the illegal steroid kind. Do I have to explain everything?! Fine! Zenithium is the fucking energy source that came out of that stupid fucking meteor and in solid form could power stuff like a battery and in liquid form could give us fucking SUPERPOWERS. GOD., Okay calm down; let's take a deep breath, shall we.

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Sorry about that. 

Anyways, Dad finally came home after what seemed like HOURS. It sucked waiting. He greets with me the typical "how was the interview?" BS blah blah blah. TL;DR I told him it went well and asked if he got the Z, and he said yes, and I was finally able to finish the commission. Yup, I am just that good. No need to praise me. 

What's that? What did I answer for their final question? That's an odd question. What's your game Ms. Prodigy? Trying to get answers from me so that you could use them for your interview tomorrow? No no no, I'm not mad. I'm just kidding, geez. I don't need you to beg like that. Although I do like to hear you beg. I'm kidding again. Oh fine, I'll spill. To answer your question, I said something along the lines of, "I do have a mission; I have been tasked to infiltrate and learn everything about the Paladins and its staff. But no one said I could have fun doing it." 

What? Hm? I didn't say nothing, dummy. No, I won't repeat myself. You just have to listen better. Anyways I'll talk to you later Glimpse; gotta go!

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