Chapter 2
He took a deep breath, and due to his nervousness he forgot to exhale he only noticed this after 30 or so seconds of looking around a panicking before exhaling
Feeling something in both of his hands, he looked in it and see 2 briefcases, one lightweight while the other is heavy as fuck
"Okay... Keep calm, remember all of your fantasies about getting sent to another world. Keep calm, inhale, exhale, inha- WHAT IN THE ACTUAL FUCK AM I EVEN DOIN?!?!"
He shouted, waking up the snoring drug addict that's sleeping on a wall before falling back to sleep again. Some of you may ask how I know he was a drug dealer, wellllll he has a god damn syringe on his fucking arm!
He sighed, turning his head to his left planning on going out of the alleyway that he's in before stopping
"... Wait, Holy shit, I'm turning crazy. Are those druggies actually praying to someone's shit? Nope nope nope, I'm out"
He said, not before taking a few seconds to admire the craziness that's happening right before his very eyes
'Okay, I'm in some weird-ass place where people straight-up worship shit, a druggie, and another druggie talking about squealer taking her car out for a ride-'
He stopped again "fuck, did someone just put the word squealer and car, together in the same goddamn sentence?"
One of the high as fuck druggies that was worshiping shit looked at him before giving him a smile that's full of his god damn rotten teeth and giving him a thumbs up
He sighed, as he then started laughing confusing the hell out of the druggie, the druggie then just shrugged and started laughing with him
The others who were worshipping shit heard the laugh, got confused then joined in, the sleeping druggie has already woken up, got confused, and you guessed it joined the fuck in. He sighed and just walked out of the said alleyway, finding himself smackdown in what I assume, due to it looking rotten as fuck and a blue pickup truck, is Taylor's house...
He just stared at it with the look of horror and a somewhat sudden 'enlightenment'
"Okay, I'm I worm, I'm currently in front of the Mc house, I came out of the alleyway that has druggies worshiping shit, someone also mentioned squealer and cars at the same sentence. Oh, I'm so fucked right now, If some Random overpowered asshole was up there just being bored as fuck sent me here, I swear to the devil himself I'll force you to eat the one thing that you hate the most. hah~" he sighed as he finished ranting all his frustrations out
"It's like opening a can of worms, mixing It with some mustard and ketchup, and getting someone to force-feed it to you without your consent"
He then just stands there in the opening of the alleyway looking like someone just fucked him in the ass while watching his wife get fucked right in front, but in the face of a 14-year-old boy, It's just straight-up strange, he then started remembering strange shit
'okay, the fuck is this? How in the actual hell do I have.. wait Is this shit the fucking power page of the CYOA I did before I got sent here?... Oh shit, my parents are dead in this world, huh, feels bad I guess, back to the CYOA, I got the list of powers, and all of it only goes from 1sp to 7sp, nothing more. probably cuz of that paramount shit I picked, welllllllp then, I'll just take this Master power called 'Law giver' and give some Laws so that Danny has to follow em'
He then 'pulled'? something out as he began feeling 'strange?', 'different?', ahh let's put that aside and focus on the current objective, Mind controlling Danny Herbert, well not really mind-controlling but just giving him some laws to obey, probably something like 'act like you always do, you can't tell or even hint anything about me being a parahuman from anyone' or something
He grinned at that as he then walked in front of the Herberts house, ringing the doorbell, he stands there with anticipation, as he started walking towards to front of said house, before confidently knocking on the door. I mean, I would've just pressed to doorbell if they actually fucking have one
What he heard was the voice of a man saying "Hold on, give me a second!"
Danny Herbert, POV: (first time doing this so cut me some slack)
I was just getting to go to the dockworkers association when I heard someone knocking on our front door, which for one Is something I wasn't expecting at all.
So I just put on my jacket and shouted "Hold on, give me a second!" as I then walked over to the door, opening It I see