Chapitre 1091: The Bastard Son
Orion stepped out of the hotel and started stretching and groaning. It was time for his daily run. Orion carried a small bag with him that contained 3 bottles of water, 3 cinnamon granola bars, and a half-eaten grilled salami and cheese sandwich wrapped in tinfoil. Orion started running in place, placing his knees up to his chest. Orion took 3 deep breaths and started running as fast as he could. In front of him stood trees, fire hydrants, and benches. Orion considered these items as obstacles that made his daily run more challenging and entertaining. He hopped over a bench. He frontflipped over a fire hydrant. He was climbing up steps to be the greatest martial artist in the entire universe.
After running for at least 20 minutes, he decided to take a break and eat his food. He looked around and saw a rusted bench that looked as if someone attempted to paint over it but grew too lazy to. When Orion sat on the rusted bench, the bench started shaking and shrieking. The bench was ready to fall apart. Orion unwrapped his grilled salami and cheese sandwich and smelled it. A smile appeared on his face. The bread was toasted and dressed in butter. As he was about to take a bite, he heard loud barking. Orion started scanning the area to see where the barking was coming from. Orion spread out his tin foil and placed the half-eaten grilled salami and cheese on it. He walked behind the tree that stood behind the bench.
Behind the tree, he saw a dog gnawing on a rotten tree branch. When he went to pet the dog, the dog spat the rotten tree bench out of its mouth and looked at Orion. The dog started growling and drooling. Orion sighed. The dog was brown. Most of its fur was covered in fleas. The dog was ready to attack. " Hello, dog. How are you?" " Do you want some of my sandwiches?" " I can get it for you if you promise not to bite me. The dog wasn't listening to Orion. As Orion walked towards the rusted bench and picked his grilled salami and cheese sandwich, the wild dog lunged towards Orion and sunk its disgusting teeth into Orion's right forearm.
Blood oozed all over the green grass. Orion ignored the pain, slapping the dog in the face, knocking out most of its teeth. The dog smashed into a nearby tree. Orion sighed. He ripped off his sleeve and wrapped the sleeve around his wounded right forearm, pulling it tightly with his teeth. See?" " I warned you?" Now, look at you." The dog was badly wounded. However luckily for the dog, Orion had the ability to save his life. Orion generated a green aura around his right hand and touched the dog on its flea covered head. He would sanitize his hand later. Miraculously the dog's wounds healed up. Orion didn't only heal the dog's wound, but he changed its attuide. The dog know was happy. Orion smiled. Now you're relaxed."
Orion picked up his grilled salami and cheese sandwich and placed it on the ground. The dog was just hungry. While the dog was eating the sandwich, Orion noticed a dirty collar around its neck that had the letter R on it. The dog's name was Roger. As the dog finished devouring the sandwich it burped in Orion's face. Hey, easy there fella." The dog started wagging its tail with a big smile on its face. The dog turned around and barked at Orion, trying for him to follow behind.
Orion started scratching his head. " You want me to follow you?" The dog barked. " I will take that as a yes. " The dog started running as Orion followed behind. The dog jumped on a couple of barrels filled with metal scraps that allowed it to go on the roof. Orion crouched down and spring into the air like a frog. He landed perfectly on his feet without making a sound. The dog then used a wooden plank to walk down the roof safely. Orion frontflipped off the roof. The dog then came to a stop sitting in front of an old door filled with holes. Orion walked in front of the dog and knocked on the door. " Hello is anybody home?" I have your dog here." Orion waited for a couple of seconds before knocking again. " Hello?" This time when Orion knocked he increased how loud he knocked. Orion placed his ear up against the wall and listened. He swore he heard footsteps. When was about to knock for the final time, someone hit him in the head with a pebble. Orion quickly turned around and saw an elven teenager that had to be at least 18 years old.
The teenager's hair pulled into a ponytail. The child wore jeans pants and a dirty jeans jacket that covered a white t-shirt filled with holes. What's your problem little boy?" Why are you hitting me with pebbles?" asked Orion. " You mustn't go into that house dude!" It's haunted!" Look I don't need so punk kid telling me what to do so scat!" This doesn't concern you!" I'm just trying to return this person's dog. The teenage elve jumped off the roof and landed on his feet. " Look man I'm telling you for your own good. The last time someone entered this house they were never seen again. Orion was confused. " What do you mean the last time?" Wasn't this city recently built?" The teen started looking at Orion up and down. You obviously are new here." This city has been underwater for at least 50 years. Hidden from the rest of the Industrial Elven Empire under the law of The Industrial King. He's a fucking liar!" He should be executed!" Orion sighed. Look I don't care about this city or The Industrial Elven Empire.
Just tell me what's with this house." What?" Oh right!!" It's possessed by a phantom. This was when Orion started to suspect something. The teen took a pack of cigarettes out from the pocket of his dirty jeans and said: Look you can do whatever you want." After all, you're an adult!" Just don't say I didn't tell you so. The elve teen turned around and began walking off. I would watch that dog if I were you." Orion scoffed. Fucking kids these days."
Orion looked down at the dog and realized it managed to say perfectly still. Just as he was about to leave and abandon the dog, the door crept open. Orion smelled a disgusting stench. " Yes, who is it?" What do you want?" Orion turned and saw a tall skinny man who looked as if he didn't eat in months. The tall skinny man's skin was gray and veiny. He was born with leprosy. Half of his face was deformed. He was born with one eye. Yes, I've come to return your dog. The tall deformed man walked out of the old house and stared at the dog. Roger?" Didn't I tell you to stay put you mangy flea-ridden mutt?" Get in the fucking house this instant!" The tall deformed man grabbed Roger by the collar and dragged him into the house. " I will like to thank you for returning my dog." He's a little shit who needs to have eyes on him on a regular." Would you like to come in?" I was getting ready to prepare some cabbage soup.
You can join me if you want." Orion did his best to ignore the disgusting odor. Since the dog ate his grilled salami and cheese sandwich he wouldn't refuse. He was quite hungry. I will be happy to join you. The tall skinny man smiled and walked back into his house. Orion walked into the house and shut the door behind him. The teenage elve was nearby watching as Orion entered the house. He called the tall deformed man The Bastard Son. What he didn't know was that the name had a lot of history behind it.
The tall deformed man entered the kitchen and went into the fridge pulling out some purple cabbage. The purple cabbage was covered in dirt and mole. The deformed man chopped the molded pieces of cabbage and to the ground and washed the dirt off it in the sink. Orion sat down in a rocking chair. He was disgusted. The place was covered in roaches, ants, flies, and mosquitoes. Piles of dried up shit laid all over the ground. Orion couldn't get comfortable. Quite a place you got here.." By the way what's your name?" The tall deformed man was chopping up the cabbage with a meat cleaver. My name?" The tall deformed man snickered. My name is Maverick. Maverick?" That's a unique name." While Orion waited for the cabbage soup, he decided to drink some water and eat his cinnamon granolas bars. While he was eating his cinnamon granolas bars, he heard heavy breathing. It was Roger. He wanted one of his granola bars. Orion gritted his teeth. Aren't you full Roger?" That sandwich had a lot of salami in it. Now you want more?" Roger started barking profusely. Orion took a deep breath.
Fine." Doesn't Maverick feed you?" Just as Orion said Maverick's name, Maverick appeared in the living room, tightly holding his meat cleaver. As a matter of fact, I do." Roger's just a fat greedy fuck." A glutton. "He eats more than me. Maverick looked at Roger with his one eye. His eye was purple and black. Scat!" yelled Maverick. Roger quickly got scared and ran through the living with a piece of granola bar in his mouth. What type of bread do want?" That all depends on what type of bread you got." I've got 2 types." Doughy and wheaty." Doughy will do just fine." Maverick slowly walked into the kitchen. As Maverick walked into the kitchen, Orion noticed strange symbols on his back. He could see the strange black symbols through the rags he wore. Orion knew for a fact that Maverick was hiding something. That odor didn't smell like shit or rotten food. It smelled like a rotten body. Orion opened one of his bottles of water and guzzled it down with stopping. He had to watch Maverick very closely.
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