"You Worthless piece of shit!"
TWACK!!
Jean was summoned inside of a certain, luxurious office where a man wearing a large suit with a loose collar, a potbelly and a messy disposition slammed down a rather thick rectangular piece of paperweight on the bowing young man's head.
As the object collided with his skull, Jean's head slightly flinched before his singular eye widened, afterwards, a small stream of a crimson-colored liquid flowed from his hair.
..wha..?
"I can't fucking believe this..!!"
The middle-aged man tightly crumpled his chubby face while his eyebrows furrowed deeply alongside with his apparent forehead wrinkles, he then gritted his teeth as he clasped his hair with a tight grip.
With eyes ridden in confusion, Jean looked up towards the middle-aged man, an eyebrow raised with a hint of slight fury.
"..Sir.. What the Heck is this about..!!?"
- Jean asked, his voice transitioning to a more forceful tone while veins pulsated around his forehead and neck.
The man directed his glare towards the young man, slightly making him flinch before he stomped forward and towered over Jean.
SLAP!!
"ACK!"
A large hand with wrinkly fingers equipped with expensive rings embedded with shiny jewels and golden bracelets flailed itself in the air before colliding with the cheek of the young man, sending him flying towards the wall.
"GRAH!"
An electrifying pulse quickly shot up from his spine before rapidly spreading itself throughout his back, softly paralyzing the young man.
His cheek immediately changed its color from pale white to a crimson hue that softly pulsated, with a widened eye and laboured breaths he softly caressed the soft area, as soon as his fingers made contact with the area of impact, he let out a small shriek before quickly retracting his fingers.
"ow.."
"You Bastard."
SLAM!
A fist equipped with a different set of finely polished rings and gleaming jewelry imploded a small crater on the wall near the young man's head, whom, was frozen in place.
The middle-aged individual then leaned in, before staring down at the young man's minimized iris with his fuming crimson-colored eyes. His mere chubby stature was enough to dwarf the young man.
"Listen here you ungrateful piece of crap.."
He placed his gigantic hand on Jean's hair before gripping and slightly tilting it upwards to lock eyes with the sweating young man.
"Why on earth.. would you cheat.. on a competitive match-up!?"
- Those words resonated inside the young man's head like a repeating whisper causing a dull ache, his mind played a series of memories uncontrollably as he slowly registered the meaning behind the accusation.
- Hundreds, Thousands of memories played like an absolute flash, each lasting no more than a split second and occuring months or even years back but feeling like it happened yesterday. Despite searching for a single memory that could potentially prove the accusation correct, he couldn't even find a single one that supported it.
- However, he felt as it he couldn't easily dismiss the accusation, he gazed at the middle-aged man's red irises fuming with anger and thought, that it couldn't have just been a baseless accusation if he was that enraged.
- His emotions abandoned their sanity and reciprocated the chaos unfolding inside his head, hundreds upon thousands of unexplored emotions bursted like a hurricane that devastated a once peaceful landmass which was his psyche.
- He began to gaslight himself, his emotions began to change the scenery inside his memories, he began to question his own reminiscing, did it really happen like that? What if I did cheat? What if I installed a software? But it wouldn't have been that easy. But what if I managed to? I know jackshit about code, I can't rewrite such a sophisticated program! But what if I somehow managed to bypass it? What if I truly did cheat? What if I...
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What if.. I..?
- That single question echoed inside his head like a resonating whisper, memories began to edit themselves to fit the narrative that his emotions desired, and it wanted to believe that the accusation was true.
- It continued even more, with each passing millisecond feeling like a lifetime due to how much his entire life flashed before his very eyes, scrutinizing every single small detail to look for any discrepancies, with some even beginning to alter themselves to a way that conformed to the claim.
- His sweat began to run cold, the light inside of his eye dissipating and transitioning into a dazed-like state where his eyelids closed themselves halfway.
"..I.."
- Upon hearing the young man's exasperatedly low response, a distant, faint scenery flashed inside of the man's head, causing him to grit his teeth and avert his eyes, before furrowing his thick eyebrows even further and closing his half-opened eyelids, He then released a loud groan before standing up and forcefully releasing his grip on the young man's head, slamming it on the wall softly.
- He analyzed the young man's state before the same memory flashed itself inside his mind again, resulting in his tightened facial muscles to slowly soften themselves, he then clicked his tongue audibly before turning around and taking a loud stomp forward.
"Forget it."
- He uttered, in a low authoritatrian tone.
"Surrender your Virtual Bracet and Leave, Collect your things and proceed to examination room Gamma-3, You shall meet an inquisitor there, Go. On this Day of the Solar Calendar, I pronounce you as blacklisted from the premises."
- The middle aged man walked towards his extravagant work area before gazing at the bustling metropolis through the large glass window, the young man laid there motionless on the floor, blood running down from his hair and dripping at his chin, a thousand ringings echoed inside his head as it throbbed outwards violently, narrowing his vision with a black-like smog.
WHAT...
________
"I'm sorry Sir. Move a little bit more to the left."
- An individual clothed in a black uniform waved his hand as he looked inside a camera-like contraption pointing its lenses towards the dazed young man.
"And...closer..wait wait..! There!"
- The young Jean stared towards the neon-lined, opaque camera lense with a half-opened eye devoid of any gleam.
"Hm...This—"
"Notice, Department of Cybersecurity Head; Sir Lemuel Garnison wishes to be granted permission of entry, will the administrator permit the request?"
- The same monotonous voice of a woman echoed inside the room, catching the employee's attention before spouting; "Permission Granted"
The Door behind them quickly shot upwards, revealing a tall, stern-looking individual with slick-back brown hair, fair white skin, sharp silver-colored irises and a freshly-shaved face. His chin was slightly raised up as he walked forward, wearing a finely-ironed blue tuxedo with a rose strapped above his left chest. His shoulders carried a small golden-colored insignia with 2 stars on both sides while below the rose was another rectangle, this time with a silver coloration where the word; "Garnison L." Was imprinted.
Upon seeing the young man, his eyes squinted as his eyebrows slightly furrowed, and with a cold, low voice he asked. "Is this the man?"
"w-well.." - The employee fidgeted with his fingers as he darted his eyes around everywhere, a cold sweat sliding down his cheek.
"SPEAK CLEARLY."
- He glared at the employee with a faint glint present inside his irises, appearing somewhat glowing, contrasting the room's barely-illuminated atmosphere.
- His ever growing presence that radiated a murderous aura sent deep shivers down the individual's spine. His instincts protested against his reasoning as he found himself subconsciously lowering his head slightly while his heart continued to throb even louder.
"..I..Um..Si—..Ye-" - His index fingers tapped each other as his eyes darted around the room, taking every space away from the man's dangerous glare.
"Yes. WHAT?"
- The man stepped forward, his stature was enough to tower over the out of shape employee. He lowered his eyes but didn't tilt his chin as he looked down on the employee's short almost balding scalp.
- For the employee, the seconds that preceded afterwards felt like an absolute eternity while bathing in a stream of bodily fluids sliding down his face, he couldn't subdue the instinct to tremble and fidgeted severely before shutting his eyelids.
- After a grueling five second worth of crushing pressure, the man then released a heavy sigh instantly shattering the solemnity circling inside the room. The employee slowly opened his eyes before his muscles relaxed, allowing him to lift his head to face the domineering man.
"Forget It."
- The stern-looking man stepped forward and towered over the dazed young Jean. Upon seeing the young man's face, he paused for a few moments before uttering in a low-pitched voice.
"You."
"You're a disgusting piece of shit. Hurry up and confess at once so that I may kick your filthy ass out of this place." - He squinted his eyes and scoffed. "You're spreading mucus all over the perimeter everytime you exhale."
...
No response from Jean.
"Not very talkative hm. Well doesn't matter, you pathetic Gamma District Dwellers might not understand anything I say at all."
...
"Gamma District Dwellers.. Those dogs dwelling in the slums, doesn't surprise me that one of them would commit such an act.."
- He Shrugged his shoulders and scoffed.
*FWIP*
*SLAM*
A fist flailed itself into the air before colliding with Lemuel's palm, he gripped it tightly, before moving it slightly to the side with a raised eyebrow. What greeted his eyes was Jean with a stretched arm looking at him with embers fuming on his eye.
"You..!"
The young man gritted his teeth, as the Cybersecurity head heaved an exasperated sigh.
"You can insult me all you please.."
-Jean tightened his fist that was trapped under Lemuel's palm.
"But don't bring anyone else into this...!"
-Jean Yelled, with furrowed brows and a wrinkled nose, his arm trembling slightly.
Lemuel paused and looked at the young man for a few moments before releasing a sigh and dragging Jean's fist upwards before..
*FWIP!*
In a less than a split-second, the young man was launched into the air before Lemuel positioned his free palm above the young man's nape and pushing him towards the floor, only stopping when Jean's nose was centimeters away from it.
(..Wha..??)
The Employee whom was watching everything unfold froze on his shoes.
(..what was that..? Sir Lemuel..)
(What the...!?)
He instinctively took a step back while a cold drip of sweat slid down his cheek.
(...Is this why.. The administrator said that Sir Lemuel didn't need bodyguards..)
(Who is this.. person!?)
The employee gulped as he stared at the two, Cybersecurity Head; Lemuel kneeling on the floor while Jean's face was centimeters away from it, his right hand and nape both subdued by Lemuel's veiny hands. Lemuel then leaned in before hovering his mouth over Jean's left ear, his hot breath contrasted his chilly low-pitched voice that entered Jean's eardrum like a cold, lifeless blade.
"Attempted.."
- His grip on Jean's neck and wrist tightened, causing the young man to slightly shriek.
"Assault."
Though the employee and the young man were in different cricumstances, they indirectly agreed on one thing concerning this man.
(THAT WAS BEYOND FAST!!)
(Who is this..??)
(cybersecurity head..)
They both glanced at the motionless man staring calmly at Jean's eye with a hint of solemnized anger looming behind his sharp, silver eyes. The young man looked at him with a furrowed yet confused expression while the employee gazed with awe-filled, widened eyes.
Lemuel then proceeded to tighten his grip even more causing the young man to flinch before groaning as his neck muscles cramped upon themselves. He then leaned in again and whispered in the most low-pitched tone possible.
"You're not getting out of this one."
- He shot the frozen young man with a furious glare.
"You Gamma Bumpkin"
------ Chapter 2 End ------