Running back to my house wasn't an option, since the police know my name & identity.
I called up my friends to see if they could help me be hidden. They all agreed to help. So, I told them my plan, to redeem myself, and become trustworthy to everyone in Tamoshiri City, rather than just some crazy demon spawn retard.
I texted my mom to ask if I could be at my friends sometimes. She also agreed.
Instead, me, Ichiro, Kaito & Negiro bought our own house, so that we can live there, and also set up operations. (We had money because Kaito's parents are rich rich) We had to load the house with the basic supplies, and also set up an underground base.
We all went grocery shopping, except in undercover. We grabbed food, cleaning supplies, and other things for craftsmanship. We began to construct our underground base, coming up with many concepts and ideas. "We should get a computer, to make fake ID's!" suggested Kaito and Negiro.
~the next hour~
"That'll be ¥1,000,000." The cashier said.
(God damn!)
We ended up buying a bunch of gaming pc's, since we love gaming. Also mics. "This seems more than enough." Kaito said.
Now, all we had to do was find out how to make those ID's. Since we were all busy researching on how to ID fraud, we got too caught up in what we were doing, and we fell asleep.
~The Next Morning~
We had to go to school, since we were already having enough problems with the authorities. Everybody in the school was talking about "that first year kid that yields black lightning" and so on and so on.
"shut up, shut up, and die.." An ominous presence approaches. "Huh, who's there?" I was scared. "Mazoku, do what you must and kill ichiro"
"Never." "In under no circumstances will I ever yield or abandon my allies." I quoted. "Hahaha, you're so oblivious, my name is Maragi."
"Maragi?" I asked.
A sudden change of weather had occured, clouds got black, and I saw it once more.
The Black Lightning. What could this possibly mean? I thought to myself.
The class stared at me. Reason being is because from my classmates POV, I was just standing there, staring into space. "Hey, you ok?" My friends had asked. I didn't respond, because I really had no clue what to say in the first place. School ends, and we go back to our "hideout". We turned the TV onto the news, only to see people talking about The Forsaken Ones, and.. me?
At this point, my popularity and bounty has risen to its peak. "Im totally dead." I thought.