Guy From Nowhere

Chapter 1: Guy From Nowhere

{News Reporter}: 2005, December 14
"Today, we have got reports of mysterious figures around the world attacking people. These ' figures ' or ' people ' are described to be a shadow with features that bring fear in people; sharp teeth, mutilated faces and body parts, red eyes, and a lot more. People have reported saying that they weren't able to see them until they were ultimately injured and unable to move it fend for themselves."
{News Reporter 2}: "We don't quite know what they are yet and what they are doing here, but the best to do is to remain calm, if you see one of these spirits, hide. They have abilities such as to create fire, levitate, and much much more."
{Scientist reporting}: "So far, we have found one person who is able to take down these mysterious figures and things as well as SEE them before being injured. Here, I am interviewing the 17 year old girl, Artemis, who is the person who could possibly save us all. Would you like to speak, Artemis?
{Artemis}: "Yes, I would like to say a few things. When I was younger I seemed to be gifted with something paranormal or rather supernatural. I'm able to transform to whatever I'd like. we excel at dealing with these terrifying creatures."
{Scientist}: "Ms. Artemis, how are you so sure there's other people out there like you?"
{Artemis}: "I know because I can feel it in me, like a destiny. I understand that it might sound crazy but I truly believe in this. I will find these people and we will rid of these evil spirits hurting these people.
{Scientist}: "Thank you, Artemis. So, reporting from me, aces seem to produce blue blood, is that in all aces?"
{Artemis}: "I believe so, as it is what makes us different."
{Scientist}: "Any other words before ending the interview?"
{Artemis}: "Yes, a message to everyone, please, stay safe, stay inside, me and the other aces I'll find will make the world a safe place once again."

{News Reporter}: 2005 December 20
"We have reports of a deviant thief rather known as Domino, keep a look out, we have a $1,000 reward for who turns him in."

{News reporter}: 2006 February 16
"Today, we have found interesting new data on the species, in what we will call, 'evil spirits'. Most people who have fallen into despair and mental illness deeply, affecting them catastrophicly turn into these spirits."
{News Reporter 2}: "Make sure to check up and take care of your loved ones, they deserve it."

{News reporter}: 2012 August 1
"We have finally found our new 'police' people to keep us safe from these spirits. We call them sorcerers, people like Artemis with different supernatural powers which we will call paranormal abilities. We are officially safe with these new people guarding us."

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Not exactly 7 Years Later.

I walked to the cat cafè staring at the paper on it. "Now Hiring! $12 an hour."
I sighed. "Minimum wage..." I thought to myself, "Eh whatever, best I ca do"
I opened the door, a little bell ringing to signify someone came in. I looked around the place a bit. Cat trees were placed around, and cats were prancing all over the place.

My hat was covering my eyes, the scars on my face, and eye bags making me look intimidating. I walked up to the lady before me.

"Hello! What would you like to order!"

She was a goth girl. She was wearing traditional goth makeup.

"Hello. I would just like a job application."

She looked at me and laughed straight at my face.
"Really?  You look homeless! And you stink, too, get out."

"I'm just asking for a job. Can you do that or no? You have far too much attitude for someone who works minimum wage."

She looked at me angrily. I looked  at her name tag, "Katy". 
"Hey! Aren't you here for a job? That's going to be you, soon. I mean, come on, dude, get a grip on reality." The manager walked in shortly after I was gonna say some not very nice things.

"Are you being rude to possible new employees? Get outta here, let me talk to him."

Katy sighed, rolled her eyes, and made her way to the back room.
The manager came up to me. "Why, hello, sugar. What's your name?"
I looked up slightly, but not enough to see my face to let her know that I was acknowledging her. I hated looking people in the eyes. It's like they were judging everything about me. "I'm... Stanley. Stanley Zenith, nice to meet you."

She smiled and reached her hand out to give me a handshake. "I'm Aaliyah!" I took my hand out, she ecstatically shook my hand.
"Did you come here for a job, honey?"

I nodded hesitantly.

"I see, well, we do need a barista asap..." she slowly got closer to me to whisper in my ear, 
"You western?"

I wore a black western button up, with a western belt, long converse shoes that went almost to my knee, as well as a black western scarf. I also wore piercings on my ears and a black cowboy hat.

"I... guess you could say that." I responded.

"Well I'll be... in all black, too? Thank God I came up with uniforms... Could you take that hat off for me, so I could, see your face better?" She said...

I hesitated. But I knew I wouldn't get the job if they couldn't see my face. I firstly touched the scar on my nose, a big nasty red one, it made the rest of my scars disappear. I then removed my hat, revealing my tired brown eyes, dry lips, and thick black eyebrows.

She looked at me, intrigued. "Interesting. Though, the little lady is right, you smell ridiculous."
I blushed, feeling embarrassed. "I... am sorry. I was in the streets for a while—but there's no need to worry, I got a place, I can run the shower and come to work."

She smiled, "that's good that you found a place, honey, now, all I need you to do is fill out this application, and turn it in tomorrow." I looked up at her, in the face... in her eyes... "shit!" I thought to myself as I looked away, my heart racing. She put her hand on my shoulder. "We are a slow and small , so, we could also do you an interview tomorrow, sugar. I'll see you then." I nodded as I started to walk out.

"Mrreoww" one of the cats meowed at me. A black cat with heterochromia. I stared at it a bit before walking off.

As I walked back to the apartment, I put my hat back on and tapped on my nose, all the ugly scars reappearing. I stared at the application paper, my eyes widening, happy I finally got a chance. I picked up my schedule for school. I let out a deep sigh, knowing that I'll have to deal with being called a super senior that wholeee year. But I decided I'm actually gonna try to get out of this hell hole. I'm 20... a whole adult! I need to do something with my life. Find a girlfriend, go to collage maybe... go to sick ass parties...

I smiled at the thought, a dimple appearing on my left cheek. I walked to the bedroom... staring at the bunk bed that is missing the bottom bunk... but at least it's a queen sized bunk bed, so, enough space... plus, they haven't found a roommate for me just yet. And I was promised that they would have the bottom bunk by then.

I sat at the desk in front of the bunk bed, getting out the application and filling it out..

"Ah-ha... full name..." **Stanley Zenith**
"Am I a citizen? Yes sir..."
"Am I allowed to work... yes I'm pretty sure..."
"Have I ever worked for.. no I haven't even worked a day in my life..."
"Have I ever been convicted of a— what? No."
I filled out the whole thing and put it in my drawer.

I got up and spoke to myself... "you got a long day tomorrow, Stanley... don't fuck this up."

I changed into a black shirt and shorts. I looked in the long body mirror this apartment came with for some reason. I looked at the scars at my body...
"Darn." I go up the bed and fall asleep.