Capítulo 45: Revenge
"Jesus, this building is fucking gigantic," John cursed. They had been searching for over half an hour and there was still no sign of the labs.
John and Jolene crept through the research facility, the unearthly silence setting their nerves on edge. The corridor stretched on, bathed in the harsh glow of flickering overhead lights. Signs of decay marked the building's faded glory as a scientific hub.
Their footsteps echoed faintly, the only sound in the lifeless halls. The frigid air carried a sterile, medicinal scent - spectral remnants of past innovations.
"Eyes sharp," John whispered, breath faint as a ghost's. "Lab's around here somewhere."
Jolene nodded, her dagger poised, muscles taut. This hunt for Neuroregen-X had led them to the abandoned complex, and foreboding tingled down her spine. What might lurk in these forgotten depths?
Finally, they halted before a heavy steel door unlike the others. Sturdy and secure, it hinted at important secrets sealed within. A small plaque read "Research Lab."
Jolene's eyes widened with hope and excitement. "This is it! The lab we've been searching for!"
John's jaw was set with determination. "Let's grab that drug and get out of here."
Exchanging a resolute glance, they pushed inside. Ghostly emergency lights revealed a pristine lab - state-of-the-art equipment, meticulous workstations, glass cabinets filled with medical treasures.
A hallowed atmosphere hung over the room, as if it were a sanctum harbouring the knowledge needed to turn the tide against catastrophe. The cure was so close, but claiming it would be their greatest trial yet. Strains of hope and fear mingled in the sterile air.
With bated breath, John and Jolene braced themselves and stepped fully into the derelict lab. If answers existed here, they would find them. Failure was not an option.
John and Jolene searched the lab meticulously, combing through drawers and cabinets for any sign of Neuroregen-X. As the one with medical knowledge, Jolene scrutinized each vial and syringe they found.
"Is this it?" John asked, holding up a small bottle.
Jolene shook her head. "No, that's actually a new serum for—"
"Not interested," John cut her off as he spun around, ready to continue his search. Jolene snorted. She found the situation funny and a little too frustrating. She couldn't quite figure him out. John's outwards demeanour seemed consistent, but his personality was all over the place sometimes.
She heaved a deep sigh, resigning herself to continue to live in ignorance. She had to help Maria and John wasn't someone she'd figure out so easily.
They continued hunting through the shelves and refrigerated compartments. John held up tube after tube, but each time Jolene gave the same disappointed head shake.
After an hour of fruitless searching, John groaned in frustration. "It has to be here somewhere!"
"I know," Jolene replied wearily. "But this lab is huge. It could take days to search the whole..."
She trailed off, eyes widening as she looked past John's shoulder. He spun around to follow her gaze. There, on the farthest wall, a large sign read "Restricted Area."
"That has to be it!" Jolene gasped. They rushed to the sealed-off area. John yanked the chain-link gate open and they hurried inside.
On a central table sat a single vial marked Neuroregen-X. John snatched it up triumphantly.
"Fucking finally!" he exclaimed. In his excitement, he pulled Jolene into an impulsive hug. As they embraced awkwardly, the vial slipped from John's hand. They dove to catch it, bumping heads in the process. Rubbing their heads ruefully, they couldn't help but laugh at their fumbling.
"Let's...get this back safely," John chuckled. Jolene smiled in agreement, but as the two of them stood up, their faces were mere inches apart.
Jolene froze, John's chiselled jawline and weather-beaten skin made her heart thunder, something had leaped up inside her. His broad shoulders seemed to stretch for twice her width.
For a moment, time seemed to stand still. Jolene couldn't tear her gaze away from John's dark brown eyes, which seemed to swallow her whole. Her heart raced as she wondered what he was thinking. Is he feeling the same electricity that I am?
"You know," he began, placing his hand gently on her shoulder. His touch sent a shiver through her body. She felt like every little thing he did could get a reaction out of her. "I said you're hot, but now that I look at you this close, I can confidently say that you are gorgeous."
[Favourability +5]
A rosy hue spread through Jolene's cheeks. She had lost herself, and to top if off, John had an intimidating aura.
"Anyway," he said, changing from sultry whispers to a casual tone, "let's go back, quickly. Maria needs us."
John's grin blazed like wildfire, spinning around to mark the epic end of their quest. They'd scored the precious drug they craved, a shiny new skill neatly tucked into John's digital arsenal.
No need to squint at the system's message—it was as clear as day. A fresh skill was in the bag, and the woman by his side played a starring role in this success story.
Moonlight painted their silhouettes tall and bold, a cool blue filter over the night's canvas. What was once a spooky city now wrapped around Jolene like a warm, safe embrace. With John at her side, her grin grew stronger with each step, unstoppable and infectious.
Breaking the silence that shrouded them, John's voice cut through, sharp and unexpected. He locked eyes with Jolene, his interest clear. "So, Jolene, you got a boyfriend, right?"
Jolene's gaze met his, her eyes alight with intrigue as she answered cautiously, "Yes, I do have a boyfriend."
"And how's that going? Are you head over heels in love?" John asked, his gaze never wavering. Jolene stole a glance at him. His face gave nothing away, but she'd learned to navigate John's enigmatic persona, so she brushed it aside.
A soft chuckle escaped her lips, curiosity kindled. "Well, we've been together for a while, and I care about him a lot. Love, though... I'm not quite certain."
John's mouth formed a crescent. He saw an opportunity. Jolene didn't love her boyfriend, and even though John would welcome a challenge, he would also welcome a free meal.
"What's got you smirking?" Jolene inquired, intrigued by John's expression. But they had reached the entrance of the bunker before John could answer and a handsome man rushed towards them.
As John watched the man's eyes fixate on Jolene, he immediately deduced that they were together. He glanced once more at Jolene's enticing physique before the man noticed his gaze and gave him a menacing look.
The man glared at John, causing something within him to click into place. It was then that John recognised the individual - someone who had tormented his life endlessly.
A wicked smile formed across John's lips. Who knew he would get an opportunity for revenge so easily?
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Capítulo 46: Eric
Jolene's boyfriend rushed to her side, his features expressed concern, but John waged there was something else hidden in the man's gaze, something ominous.
As he arrived next to them, he turned to Jolene, "Jolene! Where were you? Are you alright?"
"Yes, Eric, I'm fine. Maria needs some medication and we went out to get it."
As Jolene spoke, John's mind wandered back to their high school days. Those were some of the toughest times of his life, and it was all thanks to this man - Eric.
Eric was the son of a powerful local politician and businessman. His father had pampered him beyond belief, and Eric was someone who craved constant excitement. When sports and video games no longer satisfied his hunger for thrills, he turned to more nefarious pursuits...
And John became his favourite victim.
It was the first day of high school for John and all the first-years around him. They were gathered around the courtyard where the school's principal was giving his usual welcome speech. Despite his circumstances, John wore a smile, like he always used to do, but little did he know his life was about to spiral out of control.
The students were lined up in rows and a brown-haired boy stood absentmindedly a few rows away from John. The boy's gaze was blank but as if something had clicked inside him, he began to survey the courtyard, scanning all of his peer's faces, and then, his gaze landed on John.
He scrutinized every feature of John's face and his lips curled into a smile. John only learned this much later, but Eric had chosen him at random. He was chosen within an hour of their first day of school to be Eric' entertainment.
Later that day, during recess, Eric was sitting on a bench with two other boys. Eric and the boys approached John who was sitting by himself eating a sandwich.
John spotted them, his smile beaming as usual, but his heart sank when one of the boys slapped the sandwich out of his hands and fell to the floor. John tried to pick the sandwich back up. He wasn't one to frown at something like this, there were times he had no choice but to eat much worse.
But the boys weren't content with that. They remained silent, and Eric, wearing only a sinister smile, watched as the two others lunged at John.
As the blows and kicks rained down upon him, John's young mind raced. He didn't understand why these boys were doing this to him. He thought they were here to make friends, to enjoy the new experience of high school. His trust in the goodness of people had yet to be marred by the harsh realities of the world.
As the punches and kicks landed with increasing force, John's body writhed in pain. His thoughts wandering, he wondered how anyone could be so cruel, so callous. Why had he been chosen as the target for their amusement?
He didn't cry out, didn't beg for mercy. Instead, he clung to his inner resilience, a determination to endure, to stand his ground in the face of this unexplained brutality. The scuffling continued, the bullies seemingly intent on breaking his spirit.
In those painful moments, the child version of John developed a resolve, a stubborn determination that would serve him well in the years to come. He may not have comprehended it fully at the time, but he was forging the steel of his character, one that would eventually grow strong enough to face any adversity, including the trials of the apocalypse and the challenges that lay ahead.
However, John's high school life would be a living hell before he could fully forge his character. Throughout their high school years, Eric subjected John to a litany of torment. He manipulated others to humiliate John in front of the whole school, set cruel traps and pranks, and even spread malicious rumours about him.
Eric's twisted sense of amusement fuelled a relentless campaign of psychological and physical abuse, all designed to break John's spirit and crush his self-esteem. It was a harrowing period in John's life, marked by cruelty, betrayal, and enduring pain.
Eric's torture had eventually led John to his breaking point, the time he met his mentor.
"John, this is Eric," Jolene introduced, her eyes widening as she observed the intense reaction on John's face. His jaw tightened, and his eyes blazed with a deep, simmering anger as if he could see right through Eric, though Jolene couldn't comprehend the reason behind this sudden change in John.
John snapped out of his stupor and took a deep breath. He turned to Eric and smiled, "fancy seeing you here, Liebermann."
Eric's eyebrows shot up, his voice faltering, "John... Sarack?"
A solitary bead of sweat trickled down Eric's temple. The revelation of John's identity made him nervous. What would Jolene think of him if she knew of what he put John through?
John smiled, revelling in Eric's anxious demeanour. Throughout his life, John had seen Eric as a figure with a dominating demeanour, but he hadn't done anything, yet, and he was already almost trembling in fear. John stepped closer to Jolene, sliding his hand around her waist.
"Eric and I go waaaaay back," John remarked, his voice danced around the words in a teasing rhythm. "We attended the same high school, didn't we, Eric?"
Eric swallowed hard as Jolene's eyes narrowed, sensing the tension in the air. Unaware of John's true intentions, the couple remained fixated on their conversation, oblivious to the lewd gesture John was making by placing his hand at the top of Jolene's ass.
Jolene's buttocks were firm and round, with soft, plump curves that hugged her body perfectly. Her skin was smooth and supple, with a hint of golden warmth that accentuated her natural beauty. John wouldn't waste an opportunity to appreciate her body, more so if it meant doing it under Eric's nose.
As John continued to stare at Jolene's buttocks, he couldn't help but feel a surge of desire. He had begun feeling attracted to Jolene since he received the system's quest, but he had never acted on it until now. He began to mentally undress her, imagining her naked body beneath his hands.
He imagined running his fingers through her long, flowing hair, pulling it back to reveal her neck and shoulders. He imagined tracing his fingertips over her delicate collarbone, feeling the soft skin beneath his touch.
Next, he imagined unbuttoning her blouse, revealing her lacy bra. He imagined cupping her breasts in his hands, feeling the firmness of her nipples against his palms. He imagined pinching and tweaking her sensitive buds, watching as they pebbled under his touch.
Finally, he imagined slipping his hand into her pants, feeling the heat of her bare skin against his fingertips. He imagined pulling her pants down, revealing her bare ass, and bending her over his knee. He imagined running his hands over her curves, feeling the softness of her flesh against his palms.
As he continued to imagine these fantasies, John couldn't help but feel a growing sense of urgency. He wanted Jolene, and he wanted her now. Just then, the system's notification chimed:
[Revenge NTR]
[Quest: Get revenge on your childhood tormentor by having sexual intercourse with his girlfriend.]
[Rewards: Strength Points. The number of Strength Points rewarded is relative to the performance and outcome of the quest.]
John's heart raced as he read the message. This was his chance to get back at Eric, the boy who had tormented him throughout high school. With renewed determination, John set out to complete the quest and claim his rewards.
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