2 The ghost in the shadows

A boy laid in a messy apartment clothes laid sprawled across the floor; dirty dishes filled the sink, yet

if you looked around there were still dirty dishes scattered about. Test scores were scattered all over the table in front of the couch; each test had a huge one hundred on it every single assignment. Currently in front of the door was an acceptance letter from Hope's peek academy atop a mound of clothes.

The smell of sweat persisted throughout the whole house;it was absolutely revolting and one would wonder how could anyone live like this. Except it your bruised and beaten every day you probably won't have the energy nor the will to do much of anything. And so cleaning the apartment has been put off until the apartment reached it's current state. A expensive tactical back pack of sorts laid about.

Meanwhile the boy's eyes began to flutter until his eyes were finally open he looked around in confusion.Then a look of realization replaced the confusion.

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Jared Dracul POV

"ugh, where am I?"

I looked around and then realization hit me like a truck; as soon as my eyes landed on the tactical back pack.

'That was real?, well ain't this great I'm going to have to somehow get away with five homicides; hopefully these items will help me because I don't think just my skills alone will help me accomplish my task.'

'I wonder if these items are special in some way I should check afterall this was given by the system.'

I walked over to my back pack then I started to unzip it.

*Items detected would you like to see observe them?

Y/N*

I mentally pressed Y and then a flood of information appeared before my eyes.

*Items in bag:

Modified Buck 120 knife: A knife that nearly every ghost face has used at some point it is your signature weapon.

Modifications:fuller beveled into the top of the blade to lighten the blade. clip-point blade, small guard. This knife is considerably easier to wield than other knives, a bonus 25% more dexterity while wielding this knife.

Classic Ghost face mask: The mask of the original ghost face it has struck fear into many until he failed to kill his final targets and fell to an untimely demise.

The ghastly image of the mask will be sure to give any victim a fright.

Modifications none.

When wearing the mask your voice will be 50% harder to recognize.

Classic Night shroud: Generations of fear of ghost face and his tales have given his night shroud powers some may claim to be unnatural. Filled with the malice and vengeance of the owner the night shroud has been passed down to you.

Modifications: None

When trying to stay hidden noone will ever see your appearance, your being his hidden within the shadows. Non thermal cameras will find you 50% harder to spot. Those who you have a personal vendetta against invoke some kind of blood lust, you want nothing more than to gut them like a fish, to see their smug face to morph into one of terror. You take joy in their suffering watching then pay for what they have done to you. When you set yourself up to kill one of these people you gain 100% in every stat. Make them scream young killer.

Combat boots: A pair of combat boots that a ghost face wears while he serves a being known as the entity with a dark devotion. Due to his unquestionable devotion these boots have been blessed by the entity.

Modifications: None

While wearing these boots your foot steps are silent, and make no sound.

Level 3 A body armor: High quality body armor that can easily take a few shots from some high caliber rounds, it can withstand numerous low caliber rounds

Do to being boosted by the system it is stronger than your standard bullet resistant body armor.

Modifications:None

Can withstand 50 low caliber rounds.

Can withstand 10 high caliber rounds.

'Holy shīt every one of these items are amazing especially the night shroud and the boots I will easily be able to complete my first quest.'

'I'll start staking everything out tonight in my outfit maybe I should follow him home from school I'll bring in my backpack and since hes usually the last one who leaves since he cleans everything up after the swimming team then I wait for him to leave the school and that's when I'll stalk him.

And so I headed out for school back pack on my back filled with my new equipment my combat boots on my feet.

After ten minutes of walking I finally arrived at the school gates I passed by the disciplinary committee I passed by them and ignored the stares I received.

'It must be the fact that I'm wearing more american clothes.'

I continued on through the doors to my classroom and just sat at my seat right next to the window. Observing the winds causing changes within how the clouds looked. The swirls, twists, and turns; the ocean like sky was beautiful.

seven hours later most already went to cram school or they're after school clubs. I was watching the swimming team practice like many others but my sights were solely on the bįtch who helped in almost killing me of course others don't know about that yet and neither does he since I avoided and hid from him every time he was near just to ensure my secret is kept.

'I'll show them who's lives are worthless soon, I will kill you sunada.'

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Sunada Sumiko

A young lad who has caused many go suffer but nobody ever says anything all due to one simple fact they were rejected by almost everyone else. Or nobody actually cared about what happened to them or what happens. They always targeted the so called dregs of their little society even though not one of their victims were useless or worthless; yet they all still suffered the same the mentality of others was better them than me. But today something was different Sunada always cleaned after school yet a boy with dirty blonde hair; slowly followed Sunada.

Lurking within the darkness until they left the school grounds, the boy followed sunada meticulously always looking around himself until he found a nearby alley way which he rushed towards, the reason was unknown at the time. Then a menacing figure emerged leaving behind a tactical back pack. A figure cloaked in a pitch black robe; Dark miasma slowly leaked off the ends of the robe. A ghastly face peered at the young lad.

Sunada was just someone who made numerous mistakes that are about to cost him his very life. The moonlight reflected off the metallic blade of the knife. The figure was almost unseeable every time someone looked in his direction all they saw was the dark miasma;which always blocked their sight with out fail.

The shadowy figure with a ghost like face stealthily ran through an alley way appearing at the other end of the route that a dark brown haired lad was walking down.

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Jared Dracul's POV

I waited for Sunada leering at the corner he would surely pass, judging by his current route.

Mere seconds later I saw Sunada, hopefully hes ready for a fright.

I walked out in front of him waving at him my fingers going up and down at the same time.

I didn't say a thing just standing there maybe in to him it is menacingly.

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Sunada POV

'Today was great, this hot blond girl wants to bang this Friday. Such a score; I can't wait to tell the others.'

'I wonder if the cops found that freaks body yet, I think we should be fine Hamada hired a cleaner; there should be no evidence that could point to anyone.'

I looked down at my watch noticing the time I began to jog.

'I should hurry back or else my moms going to chew me out agaim; honestly I don't need her constant bìtching.'

A shadowy figure appeared out of nowhere right in front of me just waving his fingers going up and down.Something metallic was in his hand because the moonlight kept reflecting off of it. He wore a ghost mask, and it looked as if dark miasma was slowly dissipating away.

Fear began to well up inside of me as he just stood there.

"W..what do you want?" I trembled the whole time I just realized what was that metallic object it was a knife.

"The truth... who you are? who your friends are? on the inside."

'D.does he mean our actual insides? no thay couldn't be it.'

As I was just about to ask the figure another question he was gone.

I am now terrified, my heart beat began to increase I started running as fast as I could.

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The young Sunada is running as fast as he can but the ghastly figure lurked within the shadows. Always watching always analyzing his every move. Sunada managed to make it to the next street the lights flickered on and enough the buzzing of insects reverberated through his ears.

"Help me!, Theres a psycho in a ghost mask after me!" He screamed out but all the shades that were open, were closed one by one.

Then the ghastly figure slowly appeared out of the shadows right behind young Sunada. He didn't know it yet he was catching his breath after running for long gasping for air as he was on his hands and knees.

"Hello, Sunada."

Sunadas face morphed into one of absolute despair, he began to tremble constantly as he slowly moved his head to see the origin of the voice that had a air of familiarity. He saw the figure staring at him;the figures soulless eyes stared back at him.

"aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!!!"

Sunada passed out shortly after a stench began to wafted into the figures nose. It was all so familiar to him.

The figure disappeared hurriedly as doors began to open.

The figure nodded as he saw a screen all to familiar appear before his face.

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