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Chapter 12 - Paige and Harry King

When I came back to reality I found myself lying on a hard rock which was used to support my head, I was fully naked the only thing that I had on were my boxer shorts. I was still in translation between what is called the holy state and whatever that place was so it took me some time to full regain consciousness.

Only to discover that I was underneath let me put it in simple terms I was in the sewers, yep that's right the disgusting unimaginable smelling sewer where everything disposed of a human body lands. I tried to move but unfortunately I just couldn't though I did feel my limbs... It's safe to say I'm still in one piece.

The reason I couldn't move was because it turned out that my body was wrapped with what seemed to be hard boxes, please don't ask me what kind of a box is a hard box I wouldn't be able to explain. I heard the sound of burning wood and I saw the fire smoke, I grunted to get attention.

"Hey dad it seems like your new patient has awoken" a girl called.

I couldn't lift my head to actually see who was that talking let alone peek to see what's really going on around me, a man in his late 50s approached me.

"Oh hello there... Sorry for waking you up, let me help you sit up" the man said.

This name was dressed in old people clothes like the ones from the nineteen century a long black coat that looked like it had a penguin's tale, a pair of white tight pants people from London wore in the olden days and what I'm pretty sure looked like a grandma's hair.

"What year did I wake up too?" I asked pretty confused.

"What do you mean young sir?" the man asked.

"He sees the way you are dressing dad" the girl said.

A young beautiful dirty-ish looking girl if I'm not mistaken she was probably in the ages of fifteen to seventeen years old, unlike her old man she was dressed in an old fashioned leather jacket, with a t-shirt that was written Metal Rules or something like that, she also wore a denim short and boots that had steel in front.

"Oh my mistake" the man laughed awkwardly.

"Please forgive my naive father I'm Paige and this is my colonizer looking father Harry King" Paige shakes my hand.

"Nice to meet you my name is Arthur Christ and whatever you saved me from I'm grateful" I said looking all mushy.

"How the hell did you end up in the middle of nowhere? anyway" Paige just went straight to the point.

"Paige it's not the right time" Harry trying to stop her.

"Wait what? What do you mean in the middle of nowhere?" confused as hell.

"Yeah you heard me right in the middle of nowhere" Paige specified.

"I'm confused" I was really confused.

"What my daughter means is that we found you just floating in the sewer" Harry explained.

"Wait a minute! Didn't you find me in an abandoned train station?" I asked.

"Are you stupid kid? There's no train station here in Protea View" said Paige.

"Protea View? But that's where I live?" talking to myself.

"What were you doing in an abandoned train station anyway? asked Harry.

"Before I answer that question, if you don't mind telling me what kind of state was I in wasn't I burnt or something?" I asked.

"I don't know what you mean by burnt but you were something" said Arthur.

"Meaning you were full of cuts in your upper body and with broken legs" said Paige.

My face expression changed it was more like I got confused and I was caught up in an awkward situation, what happened to me? Cause I do remember fighting a demonic bull that turned out was actually a guy named John Deed... I recalled everything that happened when I was fighting the bull and meeting a strange man in an black noir colored world and the scary scarecrow busy asking me the same question multiple times... So how in hell did I end up in the sewer.

"Where are my clothes?" I asked.

"Oh they were torn and stained with blood so we kinda got rid of them, but here you can wear these" Paige hands me a new pair of clothes.

You wouldn't believe the kind of clothes Paige expected me to wear, it was a purple t-shirt with a pony character and a pair of long leather pants that the rockstars for the eighty's wore in every concert and for footwear pink fluffy slippers.

"Uh thanks, but don't you have anything not girl-ish?" I complained.

"Oh yeah let me check in my closet I'm sure I have something more like your taste. Give me a sec" Paige being sarcastic.