W41K3R5 J01N || the beginning

Chapter Eleven

I sat down in a bit more comfortable way and looked at him, waiting for the next explanation.

"There are some code classes, but I'll explain it to you when it's needed, otherwise this conversation would take ages!" He chuckled. "But I have to mention the weapons code, which exists as a normal and an advanced version. When you've learned that, you actually can summon your weapons out of nowhere... like this!"

He touched his left shoulder with his right hand and grabbed something invisible. In a fast movement he moved his hand to his right knee and suddenly he was holding a long, silver katana with tiny, blue shiny details.

I stared, fascinated at it. "Sick!" I whispered. Alan chuckled quietly. He opened his hand and the long engraved sword disappeared in a cloud of pixels.

"We have some other weapons but we're just using them to defend ourselves, not to kill or murder someone..." He mentioned emphatically. Alan turned his head away. "Except the lifesaving missions, then we have to take someone's life..." He added quietly.

I wrapped my arm around him, ignoring the screaming fangirl inside. "It's okay, I understand it..." I muttered and was happy to see the smile on his face again.

"Can you tell me more? If I remember correctly, Ryan mentioned a time code or why you're hunted down. I mean, you're helping mankind and you're being called aliens... I can't get behind that!" I asked him, taking my arm away.

Alan took a deep breath. "The time code is one of the Advanced Expert codes and is really hard to learn and to control. Me and three other Walkers are able to use it, but...." He stopped at looked at me in a way I couldn't identify what he was thinking. "But I'm able to use it too, even if I don't have that WV Chip right?" I answered his question.

My opponent nodded. "Yeah... We're still trying to figure out why, but we want to clarify that later, first you have to get better soon!" He smiled.

"But why did they called me an alien? Why did they killed me there and started chasing us?" I bombarded him with new questions.

Alan raised his hands, chuckling quietly. "Always stay calm with the young horses!" He laughed.

"You're asking why they called the Walkers aliens? Well, one of us... he used the protection code to save dozens of lives but while he did that, he was seen during that and he wasn't able to flee as the police showed up. Everyone was terrified, I mean, you would panic too, if you would see a black masker guy creating a gigantic barrier to save people from a shooting right? Oh I forgot the teleporting stuff..." He stopped, his eyes filled with tears.

"Hey Alan, please you don't have to tell me if you don't want..." I whispered, wrapping my arm around him to comfort him a bit.

He smiled sadly. "It's okay, I owe you these answers. Like I said, he wasn't able to flee anymore and was knocked out by the police and was kept in a small isolated cell." He took another deep breath. "Of course they asked him who he was, what he was, and trying to figure out how he did it... humans and their curiosity." He started twisting his hands, a sign that he was very nervous.

"He swore that he wouldn't say anything about us, like everyone else here, like I did...but they tortured him, and he still wasn't saying anything. They noticed the tattoo saying Walkers in leet speech and on the black hoodie he was wearing and started getting behind the fact that he was a Walker and the other stuff..."

He sighed and ran with his hand through his brown hair.

"Someone in the government had the glorious idea that we were aliens, because our blood is a bit different, which is caused by the chip, and yeah... it was told to every other country to organise a massive campaign to kill every Walker running around in public. Luckily we had an insider in the government so we were able to warn everyone, but..." He stopped again.