Back at his house in Katy, Damien had entered his home and deactivated his alarm system. He walked around the living room furniture and headed down the corridor leading from his study to his bedroom.
As he entered his room he quickly turned and locked the door. Reaching down underneath the frame of his night stand, he removed a false panel that contained an IR remote. He pointed the remote directly toward a photo of him and Elena fastened on a nearby wall. The photo depicted a 6 year old Elena who had just won her first Brazilian JiuJitsu competition. Damien had her hoisted up on his shoulders and they both had their hands in the air brandishing their most fierce victory pose.
He smiled as he pressed the button that deactivated the magnetic locks that kept the bedframe locked in place "where it should be."
Damien squatted down and placed his hands against the heavy king sized bed frame, and bed and began pushing. it didn't take to much force as the pegs at the bottom had been fitted with a set of rollers. As he pushed the bed farther to the left of the room, a small doorway was revealed.
The door was padded with a spongy foam like material that covered the titanium steel frame. The door had no handle, but this was no issue. Damiem pointed the IR remote at another photo of Elena. This one depicted a four year old Elena underneath a beach umberella, covered from head to toe in sand with a goofy grin on her face.
The thick titanium steel door swung forward slightly after Damien had pressed the second button. He placed the remote back underneath the night stand and returned the false panel. he walked into the dimly lit room and pressed the luminecent red button on the side of the wall. it was at this point that the mechanized door shut and the bed frame rolled back into place. The room had returned to it's original state with no indication of Damien still being present.
The secret room that Damien had entered was suprisingly sizable, and was fitted with advanced sound proofing technology. Along the perimeter of the room near the ceiling, runic etchings could be observed. The writing was of an unknown tongue to Damien but it's purpose was explained to him. "To conceal the room from prying eyes and ears." She had said to him. The room was mostly plain and boasted soley a single chair and a table with a large ornate mirror hanging on the wall directly in front. On the table rested a relic of a dagger and a wooden box.
Damien picked up the dagger and drew it across his thumb creating a small slit. Immediately blood began to drip from the wound. He placed it against the mirror and wrote in a foreign language what had always seemed to be a name to him. He then opened the box and removed a golden coin. The coin showed a beautiful woman on one side, and on the other a shining sun. He flicked the coin towards the mirror while saying "Juno." The coin phased through the mirror with ease and the mirror began to shine with a consortment of different colors.
Still shining a blinding rainbow light, Damien lifted his hand toward his eyes to cover them from the obtrusive sight. A beautiful voice rang out from the mirror just then.
"Damien? It is not yet time for you to report." The voice sounded from the mirror and reverberated off of the wall.
Damien loosened his tie and looked up. "I know, we have a problem."
*****
Elena had finally calmed herself down enough to think straight. It was one thing after the other and she was tired of surprises. She just wanted things to go back to the way they were before. She wanted to be happy like she was before with her dad. Before she knew she wasn't his actual daughter.
Back then she had already felt like an outsider not being able to live like a normal kid. Having to be home schooled; Having to be escorted everywhere she went; Being forced to learn things normal kids wouldn't learn. It was to much as a child. When she found out the truth about her adoption she had felt like even more of an outcast. She had the biggest melt down and yelled at her dad like she never had before.
Ever since then she had acted out against her Father. He had finally let off a little recently and let her roam freely without calling the whole damn police force to find her. Now she had messed up big time and she was expecting the harshest punishments possible. If she were able to avoid going to juvenile, she would still basically be in jail back at home.
She had all of these thoughts running rampant in her mind. She couldn't stop thinking about how her entire life and choices that she had made lead her to this momment. She sat back against the wall of the holding cell and sighed. Her chest felt tight with sadness and heartache. She was conflicted about what to do.
"What can i do in this situation anyway?" She whispered to herself.
Thats when she remembered the game like system she had been confronted with and the drastic change to her body. "Wait, maybe i can do something." She said excitedly as she slid her hand around her now slim frame still mystified by the obvious absurdity of loosing that much weight without ever lifting a finger. She had worked out religiously before but could never shake her pudge so she eventually stopped trying. Now she had the body of a model.
Elena thought back to what had made the panel appear before. "Uhhhh, status thingy." She said hesitantly. Suddenly right before her eyes, a translucent blue panel floated displaying the same information as before, and a beautiful female voice spoke directly to her mind.
"
"Ok, ok." She thought, wondering if the voice could hear her or if it was just like an NPC program in a game. "I'll choose a damn class alright."
She looked at the three classes available. At the bottom of the panel there were three dots. The first one was darkened while the other two were a pure white. she tried to swipe to the next page with her finger but it didn't work. she moved both of her hands toward the panel. Her right hand passed through while her left hand stopped right on top of cleric.
"
"Wait, no no no no. Not cleric. I was trying to swipe to the next page. Clerics are weak as fuck." She tried grabbing at the panel again just as another panel had appeared with the prompts "Yes or No" written. Still not understanding the mechanics of the system her left hand inadvertently stopped on yes while her right hand passed straight through.
"
Elena's status panel updated. As she began receiving new information, new panels flashed in front of her eyes. Her status now read
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Name: Elena Amathusia Level-1
Race: Human
Class: Cleric
Title: None
Strength-10
Defence-10
Wisdom-10
Intelligence-10
Dexterity-10
Charisma-10
Exp. 0/100
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"Dang, a cleric..." Elena sat there dismayed by her accidental choice.
"Maybe it's not so bad."
*ping*
The system spoke to her once agian.
"
"
"
"What the heck, i don't even serve God. Why the hell is he blessing me? Oh wait that says Goddess. And i got a skill already...hmm. Must be because of the Goddess's blessing."
Elena looked at her Stats again since she had received a stat boost from the Goddess's blessing.
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Name: Elena Amathusia Level-1
Race: Human
Class: Cleric
Title: [The Blessed Child]
Goddess:?????????
Strength-10
Defence-10
Wisdom-10
Intelligence-10
Dexterity-10
Charisma-100
Exp. 0/100
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Elena's jaw had dropped. From ten to one-hundred charisma just from a blessing. Who was this mystery Goddess. She finally figured out how to interact with the system panels from her last mistake. For some reason, the panel only responded to her left hand.
She deliberated on what she should do next after swiping left, causing all of the panels up to dissipate.
"With the blessing and the skill i just got, i could basically do whatever the hell i want. But how do i activate it?"
"What are you yammering about over here. You've gotta stop talking to yourself little girl. I can't even hear myself think with your satanic mumbling." The guard had returned and was yelling at Elena from behind a desk, about 5 meters away from the cell.
"A perfect test subject" she thought to herself. She closed her eyes and urged the skill to activate thinking the word "Compel" over and over in her mind.
"You should come over here and let me out right now." Elena demanded.
"What? Are you stupid or something. Don't think because your Daddy works here your gonna get treated like a princess. Now answer me ya little brat. What are you mumbling about?"
Elena tried again focusing every ounce of her being on activating the skill. Then suddenly Elena felt a warm sensation building up in the pit of her stomach. It traveled slowly up untill she could feel a pulsating sensation in her throat. At the same time this happened, a panel appeared in her peripheral displaying a 30 second mark. It began counting down.
Elena opened her glowing red eyes and looked straight at the guard. She spoke, her voice was filled with power and the room almost shook with each word she spoke.
"COME OVER HERE AND LET ME OUT."
She didn't scream, but the sound of her voice was so powerful that it reverberated off of the walls.
The guards eyes went dead and his body slumped as he walked over with his keys. He unlocked the large steel door and let Elena out.
Elena was surprised, she stood there with her mouth agape for a second but then saw that the timer only had 15 seconds left. hurriedly, she issued some more commands.
"DON'T FOLLOW ME, AND DO NOT ALERT ANYONE THAT I'VE LEFT. ALSO GIVE ME YOUR KEYS."
Elena's voice sounded loud and foreign to even her own ears. She almost went to cover them when she spoke. The guard obeyed all of her commands and handed over the keys. Elena ran out of the Holding area into the mostly empty hallway dodging officers.
"3"
"2"
"1"
"Cool down, 20 minutes"
a system panel informed but she was well and done with the skill already and swiped it out of view.
Soon Elena had walked out of the front door of the county jail with the biggest smile plastered on her face.