The Land of free; the land of opportunity; at least that was what defined the wonderful country of USA. But that was before the civil war occurred. The pro-president and anti-president factions collided in which it seemed like the anti-president faction was emerging victorious. But the tides changed when the president sided with a vicious organization and gained the power of the supreme leader. He died soon after, leaving his son in charge. But he made a law that bans the use of firearms to the people of USA. In the streets were the MC live in, he could see many arrogant outsiders carrying arms, but he himself wasn't allowed to. And thus began the journey of Greg Shepherd, the job hunter and his friends.

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Our MC is wearing a grey t-shirt with black pants. He has a black perm too. He is lying in the sofa of his rather congested room reading a comic book. A girl of approximately sixteen years is dozing like a cow near him. Enters a boy who looks rather bland for a teenager.

"Greg, Greg! Get up! We got ourselves a job!"

Greg Shepard, our MC, lazily looked at the boy who brought the news.

"What did you say, Sean?"

"I said we got a job! Hey Kelly, you gotta wake up too!"

"Mmm… Let me sleep some more…"

"Apparently, the reward is pretty big!"

Kelly was wide awake after hearing about the huge reward. "Really? Now I could buy all sorts of things!"

But Greg was cautious. He wasn't so interested in doing heavy work!

"Wait, what's the job? Its high risk, high reward in this business…"

"Apparently there is no risk. We just have to find a cat."

"You're kidding, right?"

Sean dawned a poker face. "No!"

"No?"

"No…"

"Really?"

"HOW MANY TIMES DO I HAVE TO REPEAT MYSELF?"

Greg scratched his head. "But, it doesn't make sense. High reward… For a cat?"

Kelly had a different view. "Well, rich people does some pretty stupid things."

"Okay then, let's show what the job hunters can do…"

Greg took the black trench coat and stood near the door with Sean and Kelly. He, then proceeded to pick his nose. Sean felt disgusted.

"Excuse me, but can you stop that please?"

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"Wait, why are we still here?"

"What do you mean? We were here just seconds ago…"

"But… The stars above means that the scene is converted, right?"

"Shh… Don't say things that triggers the fourth wall!"

"Then I would probably lose my prominence!"

"Isn't it enough that you are the MC? Selfish old man…"

"Don't you dare-"

Kelly was frustrated by Greg and Sean's silly fight. "STOP!!! I want the money, fast. Saddler needs a new collar-"

"By the way, where is Saddler?"

"SADDLER!!"

Saddler arrives; in all fours; heavily panting; drooling; as if he wants it… No; he is not a masochistic pedophilic old man drooling over a young girl; he is a dog, damn it!

"There he is…"

"Should we take him, Greg?"

"We would never see the cat again then… You wait here, okay?"

"Bow"

"Good, let's go! To the car… We need to rush there."

"But-"

They rushed into the car. But it was a very damaged old car. They were unable to even start the engine.

"-it would be better to walk than ride in this piece of shit!"

"Language, Sean! You two… Get out and push-"

"Already on it! Sean, are you gonna sit there with Greg? Come help me!"

After a mile of pushing, the car starts; and they went to their hunting ground!

"Stop! We're here."

"Get out, then."

They got out; they saw a big mansion; and literally thousands of people outside of it! They were amazed by that sight.

"It was never an exclusive contract, huh-"

"Rich are sure mad! For a cat? I would've agreed if it was a dog!" Kelly loved dogs, by the way!

Greg tried motivating them due to his excessive greed for money. "Guys, don't lose focus. We're here to win the money which I'm gonna fuck up later. Let's get a move on-"

They started walking towards the mansion. Someone calls them from behind.

"GREG SHEPHERD!"

"HARRY THOMPSON!"

Harry Thompson, the guy who wore a police uniform looked at Greg as if he's a sworn enemy of his.

Greg and Harry simultaneously shouted, "YOU LITTLE PIECE OF SHIT!"

"Okay… Stop it, you two… Oleg, help!" A man who looked like Harry's senior tried to stop the mess from happening.

"Kevon! Harry! Oleg! Why's the police force here?"

Well, Sean knew the police force around that region very well, especially their head, Kevon. How? That's the stuff for some other chapter!

Greg was ruthless at the police force; the main reason being the existence of Harry. "Guess that they don't even have enough money to maintain a police force… How could they? With all the pizza eating that Mr. Potter does!"

"Like you're the one to talk, Sweet toothed asshole!"

"You!!"

Enter Oleg; he didn't want Greg to have a piece of Harry. "Okay! That's enough… Hey, Greg the hunter!!"

"OLEG!! HOW ARE YOU?"

"Fine! Stop fighting, okay… It's my job to fucking kill this potter idiot!" Well, Oleg didn't want Greg to hurt Harry so he could do that himself.

"Two sadistic bastards; What a great combination!" Harry said as he saw the bloodlust in their eyes against him.

Meanwhile Sean wanted Kevon to give him an answer. "Kevon! You didn't answer my question-"

Well, we're here to train the rookies! Catching a cat could prove to be a great exercise. And if we could get some money, that would be an added bonus!"

Kelly didn't like Kevon's idea. "Greg, let's move away from these shits…"

"Kelly! Don't call them shits! They are the freaking useless crapheads with no use for anyone!"

"That's it! You're dead! You're dead, you ass!"

"Try me, potterhead!"

"Greg!! Let's go! Sorry Kevon!"

Sean pulled Greg away from Kevon and guys.

"Good for them that you pulled me away! Or I would've made a joke out of nation's police force!"

"Yea, yea!"

Just about then, a woman places her hand over Greg's ass and grabs it!

"WHAT THE!!"

"Hey Greg!"

"Sarah!"

"How you doin'?"

"No one! And I mean no one, grabs my ass without my permission!" Greg gave a kick straight into Sarah's face. Cheers to equality in novels!

"Oh Greg! That's it! More! Beat me more!"

"Not in front of minors, you sick freak!" Sean screamed.

"I know, right!" Greg exclaimed while he continued kicking the hell out of Sarah's ass

"I was talking to you, you crazy old man!"

"Oh, sorry! There is a chance that this might cause an uproar now! Our novel will probably get disqualified out of the writing prompt contest after the very first chapter! But its basically a prologue right? I can be better in the later chapters!"

"Well, I don't mind you doing this to me-" Sarah screamed.

"Oh, shut up you two perverts!" Sean exclaimed with a disgusted look in his face.

"By the way, you brought your elite squad for the cat hunt too…?" Kelly asked Sarah. Sarah might not look like it, but she was the leader of a highly trained squad meant for war.

Sarah got up after the thrashing given by Greg. "Of course! This can be a good experience too! Especially with Greg here to beat me up!" She gazed at Greg with a lot of lust in her eyes.

Greg couldn't handle her behavior. "I am confused! I would so love to beat the shit out of her. But a masochist like her- It's not worth it! You are pardoned for now."

"A sadist and a masochist! You guys really are a match made in heaven!" Sean proclaimed, with the disgust still in his eyes.

"Really…? Did you hear that, Greg?"

"Don't be so happy, you numbskull!" Exclaimed Greg as he striked her into oblivion.

"Aahhh… I love you too! Sarah screamed as she vanished to a very long distance.

[NOTICE: THE WRITER AND GREG SUPPORT TOTAL EQUALITY! DON'T BASH THEM. EQUALITY RULES!]

"One after other… I am meeting people I just don't wanna meet-"

A butler entered into the scene. He rings a bell to grab everyone's attention.

"Excuse me, can I have your kind attention please? Today, we gather here to do a very important mission. To find my mistress' cat."

Greg turned towards Sean and Kelly, "I feel stupid already!"

"And I am pretty sure of the capabilities of everyone present here!"

"Well, I saw three four- year kids over there; But, still... I understand what you're saying!"

"But the people gathered here are far too much than we imagined"

"Bastards looking for easy money!"

"Dude, we are for easy money too…" Sean interjected on Greg's comment.

"But, we're drop dead broke, right?"

"So, here is the catch. After each hour, the reward money will decrease by ten percent."

The crowd gave out a displeased cry.

"Should've expected that-"

"But, If you're able to capture the cat in the first hour, the reward will be doubled-"

Crowd cheered on that proclamation.

"So, that means that we just have to kick some serious ass from the beginning!" Greg said with his fists clenched.

"When are we going to catch the cat then?" Kelly asked childishly.

"Don't get stuck with the metaphor-"

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"Wha… Wait… Stop… Was that the end of the chapter? What's up with that lame ending? Where's my defining moment? Where;s my signature punchline? I am the main character! GIVE ME SOME RES..."

The author decided to omit the rest of Greg's vulgar language. Yet, Greg insisted on bashing some more!

"YOU'VE GOTTA BE KIDDING! WHY ARE MY LINES GETTING DELETED? THIS IS UNFAIR… BULLSHI…."

Omitted.

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