Chapter 10

“AAAAHHHHHHH!!” Screams were coming from the car underneath him, as he twisted his body, trying to get unstuck. Irritated, and annoyed, he pulled off the car’s front door, and ripped the woman out, tossing her into the neighboring field like a football. “AAAHHHH!!!” Plop!

The field turned quit as she landed, Screech, and he finally pulled the metal clamping down on him apart. Looking at the terrified man below him. He was about to devour him whole, when he suddenly heard a tiny voice in his mind, “Master, if you do not need this man, may I have him?”

Looking at the vine like whip growing from his right arm, John figured he might as well, allowing the plant to get its way. Having received the go ahead, the vine shot out like lightning, digging into the man’s stomach and snapping off a piece of itself on the person. Intrigued, John sat down and watched what was going to happen to the man. “AAAAAHHHH Someone, please, help me. It hurts!”

Frowning, he looked at his arm, “If you’re going to kill something, kill it, and don’t just torture the poor bastard.” With an imperceptible sigh, the spore, reluctantly broke the man’s spine, not allowing him to feel any more pain. “Give the bastard something happy to dream of while he dies, it’s the least we can do after showing up and wrecking everything."

Irritated, but still following directions, the spore sent another signal to the broken off stub, resulting in the panicking, frightened man, to be sent to sleep, with a smile on his face. “Why do you care if they are in pain before they die? It’s not like they took that consideration with your wife.”

Boom! Crash! John kicked the sports car into the air, crashing into the nearby field moments later. “Shut The Fuck Up! If you want to stay attached to my arm, you will never mention her to me again, or ill pull you out piece by piece and burn you to ash! Yes, master.”

Watching the piece of root growing rapidly in the dying, sleeping man, a white thick root began shooting out of the man’s mouth, from inside of his stomach. Growing rapidly, the man began sitting up, and walked to a nearby area with better soil quality. Standing there, it seemed to communicate with the creature in my arm.

Hearing the spores voice again, asking, “The other me, wants to know if you could bury her. It would make this transition much easier on us.” Looking at the corpse waiting to be buried, John had a sudden thought rush through his mind, “my life has taken a strange turn somewhere along the way.” Getting up, he went to the destroyed sports car, and ripped of the hood, bending it into a makeshift shovel.

Quickly digging a hole for the monster, it bowed politely, and happily jumped into the grave. After shoveling the dirt back on the corpse, the tree began growing with insane speed. Blooming almost immediately, and growing to a thirty foot height, almost instantaneously. The tree was beautiful, with a pure white trunk, and deep red pine needles.

However, the beauty was lost to John, as he had experienced the trees brutality. ”Is that it?” He asked his arm. “For now” it replied, but something told John it was not telling him everything. Hesitantly, he began walking towards the direction his body was pulling him. Looking to reclaim the orb, and finding his pets. “I was away for so long, I really hope they are ok”

Making his way to a mountain to hide during the daytime, he did not wish to be seen easily. Not knowing where he was, the road he was near had almost no city light near it, and the cars coming through this area were almost nonexistent. Staying hidden during the day, he made his move at night time.

Making his way to the highway, he readied himself to pounce. Staying still, a big semi-truck came by, lights flashing as it flew down the highway. Driving by John, he pounced, jumping onto the top of the truck with a sudden, Bang!

Swerving, the truck pulled over, frantically looking at his tires for a blowout. Fortunately, this did not take long, and the driver eventually convinced himself that he had driven over something on the road, and that was what created the jump.

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Driving along the highway, he had to keep constant surveillance over all of the possible vehicles and cameras, not wanting to get caught again. I needed food, and a lot at that. I also needed the orb and to get to Edom.

Speaking up, the voice in my arm spoke up, “If you need some help, I can send a spore into this guy’s head and have him help us.” Surprised at the interruption, I quickly asked, can you hear my thoughts?”

Being found out, the spore no longer felt it necessary to play it safe and answered, “Yes, I can hear them, but you can hear mine as well, you just seem to have a harder time doing it for some reason.” Realizing now, why he had previously felt like the spore was hiding things, he couldn’t help but bring it up, “So you were holding something back from me?”

Found out, the spore confessed, “I suppose you could see it that way, but I meant no harm to you. If you are curious, then after gestating for a while, the tree will rebuild itself from the skin of the human used in its birthing. However, it will still just be another version of me, and I can use it and get help from it, anytime we need. See? Nothing bad for you.”

Unsure of his feelings on the matter, John decided to push it to the back of his mind, as he had enough on his plate. “So, you can puppeteer this guy?” “That’s correct” replied the spore. Thinking for a moment, and seeing no better options available, he decided, “Fine, do it.”

Letting a tiny root unfurl from my arm, it snaked its way into the man’s trucking cabin, and followed it until it tossed a spore directly into his ear. Scratching his ear, the man made no other movements, until five minutes after the initial exposure.

Stopping the semi, the man walked out of his cab, and opened the back of the trailer. Standing there, he waited, looking up at John. Feeling embarrassed at being caught, and stared at, while still trying to be sneaky, he looked to his arm and reprimanded it, “You couldn’t have told me, he was already under control?”

Jumping down, he heard it reply, “I could have” Almost falling on the ground. Irritatingly, he looked at his arm, complaining in his mind. “I can still hear that” the spore mockingly said to him. “Damn you, shut up! John snapped back.

Walking to the back of the trailer, he found hundreds of cow carcasses, hanging up on hooks. Holding onto the back of the trailer and swinging out to look at the sidings, he didn’t see any company signs or logos.

Confused, he decided not to question the windfall and walked into the refrigerated trailer. Closing the doors behind him, and having the driver continue down the highway. Now with a new destination in his mind. Devouring the meat, his systems page began lighting up like a snoop dog fan at a concert. Ding, +8 points, + 10 magic Ding, +8 points, +10 magic. Ding, +8 points, +10 magic.

[Titan God System]

Welcome:

Name: John Thornheart

Race: Kandahar Giant (Nephilim branch) [Adult]

Height: 19 foot 8 inches

Skills: Bloodhound, Forrest Jumper, Magic Sense,

Night vision, Venom immunity, Scale armor.

Poison Resistance, Chemical Resistance, Gas Resistance

Magic: Giants Nature Magic: Tree Magic: [Amateur]

Magic Energy: 320

Life expectancy: 400 years

Evolution points: 292/320

System Mission: Return Montezuma’s water Orb to Edom.

Reward: Racial Upgrade, Heart of OG, Crown of the Nephilim.

Finally finished with the massive meal, he was saddened to still not be able to upgrade, but happy to have found such a big meal right away. Finding the temperature for storing the meat especially comfortable, and with his massive stomach bulging out, he decided to lay down and wait for the driver to take him to the Orb.

Getting closer to where he lost the orb, he could feel a disturbance in the area, and feel the Orb pushing out more power than usual. Telling the Spore in his arm to speed up, they made their way to it.

Falling asleep, he was awakened by the spore, “Wake up stupid! Your suggestion to have us hurry it up has gotten us pulled over by a cop.” Getting up from his sleep he replied, “So? Take the ticket and we can keep going.”

Failing to understand the predicament, the spore brought him up to date. “It won’t just be a ticket. Catching us speeding, he’s going to have us weighed, and with the now missing food, and the multi-ton giant in the back, I’m pretty sure we are f*/-#d!”

Understanding the severity of the situation, he told him to have the driver unlock the back door. Listening, he could hear the puppet making awkward, one sentence conversation, as the spore fumbled with its speech. Finally, the cop asked to open the back, and the puppet complied. Opening the locks, and unlocking the door, and Boom!

The two steel doors were smashed open, and a massive giant came barreling out, snatching the cop up off the ground, and quickly snapping his head, completely off. Tossing the corpse into the trailer, he rushed to the squad car, tackling the vehicle, and tossing it over the side of the road, and into a ravine.

Following the car down, John pulled the door off of its frame, and snatched the second patrolman out of the car. Walking back to the trailer, he ripped the gas tank off the vehicle, and poured the gas all over the car, "fwoosh" Setting it ablaze.