"GET YOUR ASS OVER TO THAT CAR AND GO GET THAT FUCKING WATCH ALREADY,"
The voice said as I took action immediately. I felt totally different. I felt like a whole new me. I felt like I could do anything at the moment, and for some reason, I just felt like smoking some weed, which was strange because I had never taken weed before, and I couldn't understand why I felt the urge.
For a guy who felt guilty to death whenever he stole some bits of meat from my mom's soup anytime she cooked, stealing a car didn't seem like a problem to me at the moment instead it felt like how I would feel telling lies and I have no conscience in that aspect.
I walked up to the car as its credentials appeared before me:
*Ferrari 458 Italia*
*General Information*
- *Model*: 458 Italia
- *Manufacturer*: Ferrari
- *Production Years*: 2009-2015
*Design*
- *Inspiration*: Ferrari FXX
- *Aerodynamics*: 140 kg of downforce at 200 km/h
*Engine*
- *Type*: 4.5-liter V8
- *Horsepower*: 562 hp
- *Torque*: 398 lb-ft
*Transmission*
- *Type*: 7-speed dual-clutch
*Performance*
- *0-100 km/h*: 3 seconds
- *Top Speed*: 325 km/h
*Production*
- *Units Produced*: 1,424
BEST SUITABLE CHOICE AROUND FOR THE MISSION.
It felt like I knew everything about the car already as I approached the door, only to find out it was locked.
"What the hell, it's locked," I said to myself, feeling free and without tension at all as I imagined the doors open then all of a sudden the doors came open immediately. "Ha! A world where my imaginations could come true?"
I stepped in without hesitation. I only had to imagine the doors closing back, and they did so.
I didn't waste any more time as I hit the button and put the car in reverse, drifting sideways as all eyes fell on me immediately. I made the engine roar in the streets till I hit the road heading towards Bony's house, his location pinned before my eyes just like in the video games. I had already hit the road before I remembered I had never driven before and didn't feel scared or stressed at all.
But it all felt so easy, like I had been doing it for years. From my drifts to my turns to the way I maintained a high speed, everything felt so normal.
It wasn't up to thirty minutes till I got to Bony's mansion, though.
I wasn't even near it yet, and I felt unsafe. I parked across the road opposite his huge mansion.
I could see everything in the mansion through the walls from where I stood but it get so I didn't strain my eyes for long.
I could see the cook in the kitchen pulling what seemed to be bread from a huge oven to the man and woman having sex on the second floor. I was surprised at my new abilities but still didn't feel like it was something special, knowing things had gone to a whole different level at this point. I didn't understand anything and didn't feel the need to complain about it either.
All I could think of was to get the job done: just kill the motherfucker and get the goddamn watch before curfew. Mom was gonna be mad if I came home late, and I couldn't care less about what my dad would think.
"What about my crew?" I asked with confidence, very sure I was going to get a reply, and I did.
"THERE WON'T BE ENOUGH TIME FOR THAT. CREW WILL BE ASSEMBLED AFTER MISSION SUCCESS," the voice in my head said as I let out a deep breath and scanned the huge landscape before the mansion.
ARMED: 47 (21 rifles, 16 shotguns, 4 snipers, 6 pistols)
UNARMED: 4 skilled fighters in taekwondo, street fighting, and kung fu
TOTAL: 51
TARGET: BONY (ABSENT)
DOGS: 32 (15 Rottweilers, 12 German Shepherds, 5 Mexican Pit Bulls)
From what I heard, Bony's caretakers for his dogs inject them with drugs that make them violent
Well, I knew if I tried anything foolish, I would get caught and probably diced bit by bit, and that wasn't part of the plan.
So, I decided to blend in as a first step. I walked into a tailoring store to get a suitable outfit for myself. I was already feeling too disgraced in my old baggy jeans and worn-out t-shirt.
And after some minutes, I finally found the right fit on me as I put on the hat to give it that finishing touch.
It gave me a different look, but I liked it and, for some reason, increased my urge to smoke some weed.
The outfit was a throwback to the old days. At least if I was gonna die in the hands of these motherfuckers, I had to do it in the right outfit, right?
Just like grandpa used to say, "If you are gonna die having sex, make sure it's with the best booty-ass bitch you can find, hehehe."
Ha!
Alright, grandpa never said that, but yeah, those were words I was surely gonna tell my kids.
Still avoiding the salesman's questions, I walked before the mirror in the middle of the room.
"Oh yeah, bitch! I was looking good indeed." I chose a sleek black suit with wide lapels, perfect for the season, a crisp white dress shirt with a wingtip collar to make me look professional, a black silk tie, and a fedora hat. I mean, what is an outfit without a hat!? Pleated and cuffed suit pants, black oxfords with brogue detailing, a gold pinky ring. Yeah, I mean I was going to steal from a rich motherfucker; I had to blend in, right? I had a chunky diamond-adorned watch, exuding vintage sophistication and my gangster swagger to top it up.
I took one more look at myself in the mirror and let out a deep breath of satisfaction.
"Sir, I asked you something," the salesman came blabbering again, just when his daughter stepped onto the scene.
"What's the problem, Dad? Why the shouting?" she asked.
She was a fair, beautiful girl in her twenties with short black hair that complemented her eyes. Her short skirt revealed most of her thighs with her hoodie on, through which I could see most of her breasts through the collar. Too bad I didn't have any money on me. I would have paid just for the sake of her beauty. And if I'm not wrong, she should be around twenty-one or so. Too bad I couldn't get to know the age of people yet.
PRESET IS LOCKED. WILL BE ACTIVATED ONCE GOD MODE LEVEL ONE HAS BEEN UNLOCKED.
Were the only words appearing before me. Well, I knew for a fact she was about twenty-one or twenty, and I liked older girls anyway, so yeah.
I walked up to her and gave her a good grab on the ass, spanking her tight skirt real good as her ass bounced in my grasp—so soft yet tender.
GOD MODE ACTIVATED (LEVEL 1)
Yeah, indeed I felt like a god, squeezing those soft cheeks just when a punch sent me to the ground.
Ah, what could be worse than getting your outfit dirty a few hours after putting it on?
I was mad and wanted to see what I could do when I got mad. As I got up on my feet and dusted my outfit, I walked up to this man just when...
TARGET HAS ARRIVED. GO GET THAT GODDAMN WATCH NOW!
'Ugh! This wasn't the best timing so far, but what can I do?'
"How dare you lay hands on my daughter?!!!" The man kept screaming and leaning as his daughter on the other hand, just stood still looking at me, probably still in shock of what just happened.