System 2.0

Raheem took Sasha home and left.

"Who won the game?" Tatiana was sitting in her spot on the couch. "Beacon Hills, all thanks to its new werewolf." Tatiana shrugged.

"By the way I've invited Scott and Stiles over next weekend, so I can train Scott." She jumped up in a flash. "What! You realize that can't happen right, what about me and Frank?"

"Tou two will be fine. If they ask if you are a shape shifter then tell them no." Raheem walked away leaving her standing there. "Frank!!" Tatiana yelled.

"I already heard, he's not wrong. Just tell people that we are his fathers friends from back in the day." Tatiana pouted and fell on the couch.

"System activate the simulation room."

*Ding* [Host should note the Simulation room has three settings. The physical, mind, and heart. Which one would host like to try out first]

Raheem didn't expect that the simulation room have options. "System correct me if I am wrong about my hypothesis. The physical option would require my body to be physically moved, the mind is an area where I can test out my powers and techniques without the back lash, and the heart trains my will?"

*Ding* [Host is correct on the first two. In the mind Host is even allowed to practice with the elements. The heart will test and strengthen your will, but it will do so by putting you through trails.]

Raheem looked at his clock and it read 10:00pm. "System start the update."

*Ding* [Host wishes to start the update, is that correct?]

"Yes."

[System will be shutting down until 8:35am.]

The system shut down. Raheem took a shower and did his homework. He went to bed afterwards.

Sasha stepped inside her house and closed the door.

Her father was waiting for her. "Do not be late again." "Dad! I was at a game." "Blake, calm down, she is safe." Sasha looked offended, she walked up to her room and laid down in bed.

Blake sighed. "Honey I understand you are worried about her, but she's 18." "I know, but that doesn't mean she's an adult. Just look at her! She is dating a 16 year old." Nikki raised an eyebrow at him.

"Remind me how many years apart are we." Blake wanted to say something but was cut off. "Exactly! We are eight years apart from each other and they are only two years apart. You haven't even had a conversation with Raheem, and you are already judging him."

Blake took her hand. "Maybe you're right, I might be overreacting, besides she graduates this year. Soon, she will leave for college and might even forget about Raheem."

Nikki got up and stood away from him. "Blake! Why would you say something like that?" "Do you really think, that he will wait for her to come back from college? Be real, long distance relationships rarely work out to begin with." Nikki stormed off. She came back with blankets and a pillow. "Let's see how this long distance relationship lasts." Nikki left and Blake settled himself on the couch.

Raheem woke up in the middle of the night and saw the countdown saying four hours were left until the update was complete.

He was tired of doing meditation. He decided to train in the Simulation room.

"Ok the heart training is important, but I'm not doing it." He was worried about what he would see during the trials. "That leaves either the mind or physical one." "Physical it is."

Whenever he remembered the time he controlled fire he gets scared, not even the pain of being shot and dying was close to the pain he experienced before. He shook his head to stop dwelling on that memory.

He concentrated on wanting to go to the the simulation room.

"Hello! Welcome to the simulation room. I am the AI in charge, what category and level would you like to use today?"

The AI's voice was femmine and welcoming. The room was completely white and there was nothing around.

"I want the physical category and level one please." "Ok, just a moment while I set that up...preparations are completed. Note the user will feel pain and recieve injuries upon return they will be healed."

Raheem didn't have a chance to react as he suddenly found himself in a coliseum. The people in the stands were cheering, the sun was blazing, and a person who was high above stood over him. "People of Rome!! We have a interesting match up today. We have an invader and our very own Spartacus!!"

The crowd cheered louder and started to chant the name Spartacus over and over again. Raheem was shirtless and knew he was in deep shit. He learned about this Earth's ancient civilizations and knew the Spartans were one, if not the greatest warriors to fight.

"The match will not stop until one of them is dead!!" The crowd cheered again. The man looked down at the guards and nodded his head. A sword was thrown to Raheem and the gates was raised across from him.

Raheem felt a sensation of death, as if he stepped forward there wouldn't be any second chances. The pressure he felt made his lips dry and his legs shake. "HAHAHA, citizens of Rome, look the invader who slew dozens of our people dares not to step foot on our soil now!"

The crowd laughed and booed him. Raheem knew none of this was real and he in a simulation, but couldn't muster up the courage to move. The guard pushed him inside the ring and slammed down the gate.

The man Spartacus said nothing and watched the 'show'. He stood 5'9, broad shoulders, a sword and shield was all he had. The simple look of this man made Raheem tremble. Raheem saw the bodies of men and animals behind him as he walked forwards. "Invader!! Pick up your sword and fight!" The man roared at Raheem.

Raheem reached for the sword and stood up. He calmed his breathing and looked forwards. "My name is not invader!! My name is Raheem Judas, son of Oscar Judas!!"

The crowd cheered at his declaration, he was finally showing some back bone.

The man above stood and shouted. "Let the match begin!!"

Spartacus rushed Raheem, he bashed him with his shield and swung his sword right to left diagonally. Raheem wanted to overwhelm him with his strength, but found he only had the average humans strength. Spartacus blade cut him across his chest down to his waist. Raheem kicked him away but he blocked it with his shield.

Spartacus reset his stance and approached him again. Raheem was bleeding profusely. He was already starting to see spots. Spartacus threw his shield, Raheem rolled over and dodged it. He looked up and saw a foot coming at his head.

He wasn't able to dodge it in time. Spartacus kicked him in the mouth so hard that teeth went flying. The crowd cheers were muffled to Raheem. The last thing he saw was a sword chopping downwards.

Raheem opened his eyes and patted his body all over. Once he made sure he truly was ok, he became furious. "System!! What the fuck was that!!?!" He received no answer.

"AI explain now!"

"User wished for physical and level one did he not?" The AI was a program designed to only manage the simulation room, it had no other programs let alone answers.

Raheem calmed himself and went away from the simulation room. He checked the countdown and saw there was only an hour left before the update was completed. "Good only an hour is left, I'm going to wait then."

His new experience left some lingering marks on his psyche. The feeling of being weak and not being able to do anything reminded him of his first death. His first death had already scared him, with this new experience it only made it worse.