Chapter 3: What With this Pressure

Tong! Tong! Tong!

With every struck of the clocks bell, a wave of intense pain ran through Max’s body. He had started a fight with unnaturals and he knew he couldn’t win. “What should I do? What can I do?” Fear clouded Max’s thoughts.

The thugs mocked him. “What a pathetic move! Fucking loser, just another worthless human trying to be tough and shit. Your bitch-ass attempt didn’t even hurt. Just a waste of skin” “Go easy on him, he is a weak human. Can’t do shit. Make him know what it means to mess with us.”

The unnaturals flaunted their power over Max. “Lemme tell you something you son-of-a-bitch. I can amplify my strengths as much as I want. And this guy here, the one you tried to take down, he can sense others power level. So, we know as a fact that you a weak, shitty human.” The thug kicked Max again. Then again. And again. He was enjoying this. The other guy just stood back, watch Max as he gotten the life beaten out of him. The poor woman just stood there, frozen in fear.

Max was desperately trying to save his skin. What should he do? What can he do? Each kick took the breath out of his chest, leaving his gasping for air. He couldn’t even scream for help. His visions started to give out. His senses began to fail him. The chuckles of the thug began to fade out. Max wished Gore would have been here to save him. No, he wished he wasn’t so pathetic as to get beaten up so easily.

What a man Gore was. An Unnatural, but he could still hold his ground against any Powerful people. How could he be like the ma he admired, if he cannot even stand to defend himself against the oppressors. Max gathered his thoughts. He needed to do something. He needed to take a stand, he had to fight. It was now or never. He had to do it, for the girl, for Gore, for himself.

The thug looked down. Max looked up. The thug’s cruel gaze met Max’s desperate eyes. He smiled, scoffing at how pathetic Max was.

He swung his leg to kick the lonely human. His strength amplified to end the insignificant insect once and for all, when the other noticed something was off. In an instant, he saw Max reach out and stop the kick. He saw someone different. Not the man who made a failed attempt to save the woman, but someone else.

Max stopped the thug’s kick, and flung him back. He regained his breath. Max was no longer trembling with pain. His eyes were no longer filled with sorrow. He was a new man. His expression was stern and determinant.

The thug got up. He was confused and so was his friend. What changed? They knew he was a human, so how the hell did he managed to push him away. Was he also an unnatural, or what happened was just a stroke of luck?

“You fuck!” the thug yelled and rushed to take out Max. Just as he swung, his punch missed and max somehow was behind him. Neither he, not the other thug knew what happened. Something was off. He turned around and Max punched him with all the strength he could muster up. A single blow to the stomach and the thug crumbled like a stack of cards.

“What the fuck man? Get up and fight! You’re gonna let this pussy fuck around like that?” He knew that Max was stronger then his partner. He knew his partner was failing to fend off against Max but what could he do. Realizing the situation had taken a turn for the worst, he ran away, leaving his friend behind. The thug whom Max had punched, was on the ground crying out in pain. Max stood over his trembling body for a while, before he felt a shiver pass through his body.

Max shook his head and looked around. The pain was gone. He was no longer on the ground and his attacker was down. A bit confused he looked to the woman and she was just as dazzled as him. He saw her bag, and picked it up. As he walked t her to return it, she turned away in fear and it made Max realize that something wasn’t right. He just calmly places the bag down, and gestures at it that she is free to take it.

She rushes to the bag, and runs away as soon as she gets it. “What the hell?” Max thinks to himself. He walks home, still wondering whatever happened. Who helped him, who beat those thugs, why was the woman scared of him, it doesn’t add up. Max took a warm bath as soon as he got home and went to bed. It was calm but Max couldn’t sleep.

Next day, a tired Max got up and made coffee. He wasn’t hungry, so he skipped breakfast and headed on to his job. Max brickly walked, still pondering about last night’s events. The restaurant was already open and Max was late. He hurried to the kitchen and began working.

Just as he is about to start, he takes in a deep breath. Its over. Whatever happened is in the past. It’s the present and the present needs him to work. He is sleepy, but he can make it. Max picks up a bell pepper and starts dicing it. His mind now clear, everything seems fine.Everything is fine now...

MAAXXX!!!!

"I have a Complain from the customer. Why this Chewmein Noddles are not fully prepared. The Taste is too spicy and Also why chicken is half fried??Explain this??" Manager said.

Max Replied with Sleepy Voice "I am Really....sorry It will not Happen Gainn .....I Mean Again"

Manager Thinks "hmmm....Max doing Alot of mistakes today and also He was late for work . What just Happened to him?? his face looks tired and what with those dark circles in the Eyes. This is the first time the customers are complaining about his food."

Serena Gives a Little slap to Max's back and said "What Happen to you Max?? You seem Little off today! Are you Alright?"

*Too close Too close Serena* Max Said with a Little Blushed face "I don't know what really happened to me from the last night. Like I am very tired and Something seems Strange in me."

Serena replied "Maybe you are sick. You should take a Break from the work and Do some rest. Also Visit to doctor for some medicine."

"Yes Maybe..... You are so sweet Serena.....Everyone should have a Helper Like you"

*Serena seems Pride*

Today Mr Gore Also visited and eat Tofu But This is the first time Max didn't Notice Mr Gore and Also his Handmade Tofu Taste aren't very good. "He Seems strange" Gore thought

Time Came to close the restaurant and Max's Day was soo Bad today. On the way to Home. He Buys some snacks from Vending Machines and Came back to his House.

He Makes Dinner as his stomach was growling. Suddenly he Breaks the Plate with his Hand Even he is holding so smoothly. and also bend that big spoon Accidentally. "Guuughhh!!! Why This is Happening to me" Max said with Anger.

*knock knock* at the front door there is someone

"Coming!!!" Max Said with medium loud Voice. and Checked the front door.

*Mr Gore was Standing in front of the door*

" M....Mr Gore!!? Why are you Here at this time and Wait How you Know my apartment Number. Did you Come to visit me??" Max Said in Very excited Voice.

"Hey Bud! How you doin?? I just came to visit you. I asked the Manager for your Address and He Tells me" Mr Gore Replied.

"Please come Inside Mr Gore." Max said.

*Mr Gore comes in* Mr Gore seems surprised and said 'Damn Bud!! Is this your Apartment?? So clean and shiny. You sure is a Finest Chef I know." Mr Gore's Face gets straight and said "But today you seems different. What Happened to you Exactly??"

*The vibe Gets Changed In the room. That Strange Look in Mr Gore Eyes Scares the Max*

Chapter is Continued

Next Chapter : Wait... I am not simple Human??

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