My Own Multidimensional Isekia Fanfiction Chapter 9 Good Plan, Stupid Execution

[Apathy Grimm defeated 44 Exp distributed to User and pertinent skills & abilities]

'Apathy Grimm, what are they doing in this area? Unfortunately, I don't think my discipline skill can protect me from multiple shrieks of apathy, and their passive presence would slowly drain me of my will to live. They're supposed to be on the other side of the super lake!' I think.

I activated my sensory abilities. I noticed three things now that I'm closer. One, there is an ungodly amount of Apathy Grimm is gaining on us. Two, there is an even more ungodly amount of Grimm following the Apathy Grimm. Three, there is an extreme amount of anger and fear radiating from around the neck of the old chubby one that likes pushing people.

Looking at the pace at which the Grimm are gaining ground I realize, they'll reach us before we get to the mountain. 'I have to do something quickly,' I think.

"Ok, enough is enough," I say and start struggling against Meg's grasp. "Stop it, little one! I know you want to help, but we're going to be ok. There's no reason for you to put yourself in danger!" Meg says to me. Hearing this just pisses me off. There's not knowing what I can do and treating me like a child, and there's understanding what I can do and being a complete idiot by treating me like a child.

"Listen, I've been fighting Grimm in this forest for years, and right now, it is filled with more Grimm than ever before because of whatever that fat bastard has around his neck! You coddling me isn't protecting me. It's endangering everyone. So if you have ever believed in anything, then believe that I can handle this!" I snarled at her as I finally ripped myself from her grasp.

Probably not the best way to handle this, but I'm pressed for time if I'm going to keep everyone from dying.

Meg and Will stop, and they look at each other, but Will looks to the group getting ahead of him and chooses to run after them. I feel Meg's anger rise higher and higher as he runs, but she chases after me.

I rushed the old man and tackled him to the ground. "What is the meaning of this? Don't you know who I am!" the old man screamed at me. I responded by breaking his nose with my tiny fist, then reaching down his shirt and pulling out an amulet. I use detection on it.

[Corrupted Silver Eye Necklace of Protection- This necklace was originally created to ward of Grimm, but after being corrupted by Salem, it attracts them instead]

"That is my protection amulet. It was given to me by a respectable colleague, unlike you, you country pumpkin ruffian!" The man says while clutching his nose and fearing getting left behind starts running after the group.

"Is that the thing attracting the Grimm?" Meg asks hesitantly. "It is, but even if we dropped it or ran in a different direction with it, they're too close to the mountain. They'll find everyone eventually. Even if they didn't, no one could save us just to the sheer amount of Grimm in the area. Our only chance is to kill all the Grimm and hope no more large gatherings get here before help does," I say, staring at the amulet.

We hear a crash behind us, and as we whip around to see Summer striking a power pose on the stump, she made. "Then we better fall back and come up with a plan," Summer says. 'Did she just cut down a tree and power pose to make a dramatic entrance,' I think, but realized the truth, she probably still sees me as a child and will petal burst me away as soon as she gets a chance.

I step forward away from her and Meg, then say, "Our best chance is here where we can use the trees to obstruct their vision of us and fall back as necessary. Just cover me, I'll take care of the rest," I say before sitting down in the snow. Then I activate my mixed sensory abilities to see what I'm aiming at, my apex skill to protect the girls, and use almost all my ki reserves to summon three hundred ki orbs.

The mental strain was almost too much. It felt like someone was drilling into my brain from every angle while pouring battery acid on it. It was hard to think as the pain made me not want to exist, 'If I stop now, I won't be able to try again before we're in the range of their screams. So I need to push through,' I think through the pain. So with all my will, even as it was being torn to shreds by the agony, I willed a single order to the orbs, kill the Grimm.

[Due to extreme mental strain, the User shall take 1 damage per a second]

As I heard the kid screaming, I turned to see him struggling against Meg, then tackling that arrogant old man, yelling something about the Grimm tracking us and how he could handle the Grimm.

I was frustrated with this kid. 'Bravery can become stupidity quickly. Even if it was true that they were tracking us, did this kid really believe he could take a horde of Grimm on his own,' I think as I petal burst through the group to get to the kid.

Stopping just before them, I walk up to him and Meg as they're looking at some necklace, she looks up to me, and we nod to each other. Then, my anger and frustration getting to me, I cut down the tree but decide to play along until I get close enough to petal burst them both.

"Then we better fall back and come up with a plan," I say as I strike a pose using the newly made stump. "Our best chance is here where we can use the trees as cover then fall back as necessary. Just cover me, I'll take care of the rest," He says, then sits down in the snow and closes his eyes.

'This is my chance,' I think, but just be for I petal burst, a wave of pressure washes over me. I felt strong, confident, but above all safe, and it all radiated from the kid. Then something even more amazing happened, fireflies, hundreds of purple fireflies slowly poured out of him. Next, they started moving toward the way we came from.

The fireflies lurched forward, slowly at first but quickly built up speed towards the way we came. The moving lights made the immediate area bright as day in purple light. Due to to the light, I could see the Grimm in the distance as the fireflies moved towards them.

Stunned, I watched as the fireflies picked up speed, then I saw Apathy Grimm in the distance, but before terror could claim my heart, the fireflies slammed through their chests. The Grimm instantly started dissipating.

I must have got her gender wrong. She's obviously a fellow maiden, how else could I explain this. But this doesn't look or feel like a maiden's power. 'Ok, snap out of it, Summer,' I think and say, "We need to protect her while she wipes out the Grimm."

Meg snaps out of her awe and looks at me quizzically, then nods with determination. We stand in front of her, prepared to lay down our lives to protect this child if we had to, but the Grimm never came close.

Minutes passed, but all Grimm that came into sight died quickly. The fireflies would swing around, taking four or five in a second before turning a different way to do it again.

The entire thing left me speechless. He has to have killed over a thousand Grimm by now. This small child had the power to wipe out a cataclysmic amount of Grimm in only a few minutes. Then, suddenly all the fireflies explode, and the warm pressure disappears. I quickly turned around to see her collapsed on the ground.

The pain was spreading with each passing second consuming me. Each second felt like an hour, and every minute felt like an eternity. I felt like every pore on my body was on fire, as tears freely run down my face, and what is probably snot runs down my nose.

Soon I couldn't handle the pain anymore. My mixed sensory abilities snap out of sync, putting me in a state of vertigo, my apex skill backlashes making me feel weak and feeble, and my orbs stop heading my will and explode, causing a feeling of having the king of all hangovers while someone is playing metal full blast in my head.

I collapse, just letting the pain wash over me, waiting, hoping it ends. Then I felt someone pick me up. They smelled like a bakery. The one relief from the pain was a smell that reminded me of my mom baking for us. She couldn't bake for her life, but she always tried just for the chance to make us smile. We didn't have much, but we three had her.

I feel a different pain shoot through me, a pain I do my best to ignore, to lock away, to bury deep and move on, the pain of loss and longing as I call out to that memory of the time my family was complete with what little strength I had left. "Mom, I miss you," then crying in a pained haze, I meekly whimper, "Why couldn't I say goodbye?" Then I vomit as unconsciousness finally takes me.

I rushed over and picked up the b..girl. Her face was covered in blood mixed with what looked like liquid gold. I look over to see Meg using her semblance to send the necklace flying away from us when I hear the poor little girl's plea, "Mom, I miss you. Why couldn't I say goodbye?" The sadness in her voice struck home with me. No child should have that pain and longing in their voice. But my thoughts were cut short as she vomited the same gold blood mix onto the ground.

Guilt floods my heart. 'If she hadn't been here and hadn't risked her life, then would my children have had that same pain in their voices,' I think as I clutch her tighter to me and reach my hand out to Meg, "We need to go now. There's no telling how much time he has left,"

Meg grabs my hand, and I petal burst all of us towards the mountain. It takes about twenty minutes between running and petal bursting due to not wanting to worsen her condition, but we eventually make it to the end of the forest. As we break the treeline, I see stairs carved in a cliff just before the mountain heading up to a doorway about thirty meters up, next to a waterfall and a chimney.

Meg and I quickly ascend the stairs, and as we do, we hear a hushed argument. "No, no, no, we are not barring the entrance. Your wife is still out there," one of the voices says. "And what about us, are we supposed to leave a gaping hole for Grimm to come in at their leisure. His wife stayed behind to save some thieving sociopathic brat. So to hell with her and anyone else stupid enough to be out there."

As Meg and I step into the room, she says in an increasingly angry voice, "Abandoning a child and your wife, the mother of your child to die, then trying bar the entrance making it impossible for us to get to safety. What the f-." I interject, "Language!… oh sorry, force of habit."

Looking around the room, I see the group has split into three, two behind the pilot, across from him the old man who got his face pressed in by the kid with Will at his side and one of the other passengers. An elderly woman stands between them, trying to meditate.

Taking on my stern mother voice, I say, "Ok, someone wants to fill me in on what is going on here, and is anyone here a doctor?" The old woman begins to speak before getting interrupted by the angry old man.

"Good now that your back, we can move the spare bricks to bar the entrance so the Grimm can't find us," The old man says. "Grimm hunt through tracking emotions. They would already know we were here if they were alive," Summer says, which stuns the room.

The old man smiles and says, "I knew there were at least two decent hunters among us. Those other ones, riff-raff, but you two-" the old man is cut off, as Meg rushes forward and punches him square in his already broken nose.

"That riff-raff were our friends and comrades, and for your information, it was the kid that killed them all," Meg says, making the entire room look at the unconscious kid with shock and awe, then common sense kicked in, and they all looked a Meg with doubt.

"We'll sort this out in the morning. Right now, we are all tired and scared, and above all else, this child needs medical attention. Is anyone here a doctor?" Summer says as her worry retakes her now that the shouting and potential fight is over.

The old woman that was mediating speaks up, "I'm a retired doctor. I'll take a look at him." The woman takes the kid from me and lays him on one of the blankets. "Try and see if any of those supplies over there can help," the woman says to me.

Looking around the room, it was quite large and dark. What little light there was, was due to the fire in the fireplace on the left of the doorway. Only the area around the entrance was brick, and the rest was solid stone. A small river ran down the wall from the back of the room and out a grated hole to the right of the doorway.

A small wooden bridge goes over the river to access the rest of the room. On the other side of the river were homemade tools, materials, supplies, blankets, and pillows.

I petal burst to the supplies grabbing bandages, and whatever looked like it could help. It was hard to find anything due to this side of the room being the darkest, but soon I rush to the old woman's side and say, "I found these bandages, and I found some other stuff too, but I don't know if they'll help." Summer sets the medical supplies down next to her but is met with a confused look.

"As far as I can tell, there is nothing wrong with him, aside from being covered in blood and whatever that other substance is,' she says as she finishes examining him. " The damage may be internal. He was... puking blood," Summer says with a worried look on her face.

The old woman nodded and said, "Then the best we can do for him is lessen the pain and treat him to prevent infections. Leave the Birchbark and find me a bowl and a rock."

Summer bursts off to find them. The old woman takes out a small container and scraps some of the golden substance into it. 'My husband will never believe this. This gold substance has the same properties as blood. Forget the Grimm, if this allows him to take so much damage that he's bleeding from the eye and puking blood but walk away fine in the same night then...,' the old woman thinks. "Enough about the delinquent. I have been waiting patiently. Can you fix my nose now," the old woman hears behind her.

I found a bowl amongst the tools and grabbed a rock that was lying around. I was giddy that I could help the poor girl… 'I wonder where her family is,' I think, then I think about her plea to her mother. "UNHAND ME NOW," I turn around to see the annoying old man grabbing the doctor.

I petal burst next to her and shove him away, then say, "What are you doing. Can't you see she's treating a child right now!" I am furious with this man. His inconsiderate and arrogant attitude reminds me of…

"My nose is broken, and it hurts. She said the boy is fine, so she should be free to patch up my nose now," the old man whines. I shove some bandages at him and say, "She said he has no external injuries, not that she was fine. Take these and stop causing trouble, or you'll be sleeping outside tonight." Not that I would actually do that to a person, but he doesn't know that.

He gasps and looks at me fearfully and scampers away with the bandages. Then, looking back to the old woman, I say, "He didn't hurt, you did he?" "No, just accosted me. I would not have been as generous as you to such a man," she replies with a scowl. "We all have to work together to survive, but if he gives you any more trouble, just let me know," I say to her.

After ensuring she had everything she needed, I walked over to the fireplace, where the pilot was fiddling with the blackbox in the firelight. "Work you damn thing," the pilot said in frustration. "Troubles in paradise," I say, trying to add levity to the situation, but he just gives me a deadpan stare.

"Right, bad joke. Do you need help?' I ask him. "Unless you have a degree in electronics and a box of spare parts, no. This thing came loose during the crash, and the transmitter got damaged," he says with a defeated sigh.

"We'll come up with a plan in the morning, be sure to get some sleep," I say to him. "Did he just say the blackbox is broken? How are we supposed to get out of here?" an annoyingly familiar voice says.

I turn to see an old man clutching some bandages to his nose, the same man who has been causing trouble all night. "Didn't I just tell you to stop causing problems," I say as he starts panicking. "How are we going to get home if that damn box is broken?" He loudly screams, causing everyone to look over in despair.

"We passed over a village on the way here. We'll walk there in the morning and get help. No one is injured, so as long…" I start before the old man interrupts me, "In the middle of winter! We won't make it an hour before hypothermia kills us, and that we passed that village hours ago. It could be days worth of travel away! Not the mention that marshlands surround this whole area. How are we going to get through that, and where is my necklace!" he says, becoming more hysterical with each word.

I'm becoming more and more frustrated with this old geezer, but I can't let that show or they'll all break. "We can cut the blankets and spare hide into cloaks and shoes to keep us warm, and as you said, it's winter, so the marshes are all frozen over or dried out. I can't say how long it'll take, but we can all survive to see our families and loved ones again if we work together. I know you are scared, I am too. I am scared that I will never be able to see my beautiful baby girls again, but I know the only way out of this is together. We can all get through this if we stand and work together. If you can't believe that or in yourselves, then believe in me cause I believe in all of you," I say loudly but calmly.

It seems to be working people are turning from looks of fear and despair to ones of hope and determination. "Your optimist bullshit is only going to get us all killed! Don't get it, we're all doomed," the old fart screams before giving in to his hysteria completely and swings at me.

Caught off guard by the sudden attack, I couldn't get my arms up in time. I close my eyes and brace myself for the punch, but it never comes. I do hear a slam, and as I open my eyes to see the brave little boy has saved me. Standing atop the old jerk as he clutches the side of his face, the boy says, "We are not doomed! We will get out of here, and if you ever try to hurt her again, I'll do worse then punch you!"

[Warning: Due to overexertion Ki Orb is temporarily disabled]

I wake up to an extreme amount of mental exhaustion and some old woman peering at me like I'm her favorite dog toy. "Oh, our awake, good. My name is Nancy. Do you know where you are? What's your name?" Nancy says to me in a warm voice. 'I could almost believe the voice if you weren't eyeing me like I was a particularly large slab of steak,' I think.

'Ok, so using too much power at once is dangerous, noted. I need to put more thought into my planning, noted. High intelligence and wisdom doesn't mean I can't be a complete idiot, noted. I nearly died and put myself through unnecessary amounts of pain just cause I didn't take an extra second to think,' I think as I recount the events of the night in the back of my head.

Sitting up, I see the old fart in an argument with Summer about the blackbox and how we're going to survive, and to her credit, she kept calm and eloquently inspired everyone. Sadly the old man was freaking out too much and only got angrier.

Then he did the stupidest thing he could, he decided to throw a punch a Summer. I leap across the room and punch him across his face, holding back enough just to make it hurt but not truly injure him. I didn't want t make anyone carry the portly man.

I land on top of him and say, "We are not doomed! We will get out of here, and if you ever try to hurt her again, I'll do worse then punch you!" 'People like him piss me off. How can you lack so much self-awareness of your own behavior?' I think as I turn to Summer. She looks at me with a stunned look, and the entire room is silent.

Stepping off the man and towards Summer, I clear my throat, hold out my hand and say, "Hello, my name's Solomon Cain. Nice to meet you." Summer scoops me up into a hug and says, "Your awake! How could you endanger your life doing whatever you did? Are you hurting anywhere? Why are you not laying down right now? Are you hungry? Thirsty? Let's get you cleaned up!" she says before petal bursting me next to the river and starts scrubbing my face with a wet rag. 'Where'd she get a rag? I didn't make any. Does she just carry around a rag around with her?' I think as she is cleaning my face.

As she cleans my face, she says, "What you did was a brave but very stupid little lady." I look at her confused, then realize she probably thinks I'm a maiden and say, "Uhm, Miss, I'm a boy." She stares confused at me for a few seconds and says, "A-Are you sure." I decide to mess with her a little, then say,

"I'm pretty sure, and what's your name, Miss? I can't just call you Miss all the time. I guess I could call you pretty lady, but that's a bit on the nose." I then pretended to think about a name to call her. She chuckles and says, "Oh, you're definitely going to be a trouble maker when you're older. My name is Summer Rose, kiddo." "Well, it's nice to meet you, Miss Kiddo," I say, then laugh as she looks at the confused.

She chuckles, then pauses, "I know this may be a hard question for you but, where are your parents?" she asks. The question stung my heart, I look up at her and see her sad and worried expression, and I tell her, "I never knew my dad, and my mom is… gone." Nothing I said was a lie. My father was a deadbeat who never even paid child support, and my mother may be well and truly lost to me.

She looks at me with tears in her eyes, pulls me into another hug, and this time, I hug her back. I always shoved my grief about my death to the side, first because I needed to focus on survival, then because I didn't want to acknowledge the pain because if I did, I felt I would have to admit that I wouldn't be able to see them again.

Before, I was the one who comforted everyone, my family when we lost my older brother, my comrades when we lost one of our own, but I was never truly comforted during any major point in my life. So it was nice to be the one being comforted for a change.

After a few minutes, Meg comes over and sits beside us. "I'll take the first shift, and Will will take the second. We don't think there's a need for a third with how late it is. So look after the little guy and make sure to get some sleep," Meg says. Summer smiles and says, "Thank you, if you need anything, just come and get me."

Summer picks me up and walks to the pile of blankets and pillows. I'm a little annoyed at getting carried all the time, but I just accept that she sees me as a child and leave it be. After grabbing some pillows and blankets, she finds a comfortable-looking spot and sets me down.

She makes a bed, and it hits home that I'm going to be lying down next to the most beautiful woman I've met. Her silver eyes glow as the distant firelight dances in her eyes. Her lips look as soft as rose petals and are cooler to match. As she takes off her cloak and sets it next to the pillow, I notice that her armor, which she decided to wear to bed, barely hides her bust and hourglass curves. As she takes off her boots, I see that her thigh-high battle boots really did her fine long legs an injustice.

Blushing furiously, I think, 'God, she is beautiful.' She sees me blushing as I lay down next to her. She says to me, "Tomorrow we're gonna go on an adventure, and after that adventure, we're gonna eat a whole bunch of cookies." I smile, thankful for the break from my thoughts and levity she is trying to bring to the situation, so I ask as we lay down, "Promise?" "Super Promise," she responds and pulls me into her embrace.

As we drift into sleep, I think about the events of the night and the fact ki orb is disabled. I think, 'The plan was good, but I should have used less orbs and fell back as they got closer or used ki drain. But then again, I didn't know using that much could be dangerous. I put myself through a lot of pain and disabled one of my skills because I was cocky and impatient. For all the system is, it's useless if I don't think my strategies through.'

I sigh and continue thinking, 'I got a lot of exp from the horde. I guess it's time to get another ability that can hopefully cover my new lack of versatile ranged techniques.' Finally, I drift to sleep, being hugged by Summer and the smell of baking filling my nose.

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Stats

[Level 10 Exp 0/335]

[Aura: 560/560]

[HP: 480/480]

[Ki level: 400/400]

[Exp: 86,677]

[Stat points: 0]

[Strength 120] ( 240)