Chapter 29 People Change (2/2)

Walking the hallways, people seemed to be talking mostly about Yggdrasil and the strange things happening to people.

”Can you believe the things they are saying are happening? People turning into monsters and stuff?”

”Yeah, it's crazy. People are just showing up like villains from a bad superhero flick.”

A couple were walking by and talking about the same thing that everyone else was.

”Did you hear about that other guy though?”

”Who?”

'Who?' Laz thought to himself. Although he hadn't been following the the news, he wanted to keep tabs on the different people who got attention.

He wanted to know what they were experiencing by being different as he knew he would face it sometime in the future.

”It's this guy name Jason. He's got this crazy ability to control fire.”

”Is he made of fire?”

”What? No. Of course not.”

”Well, you had the big green guy and the smoke guy already. Smoke guy is made of smoke right?”

”Yeah, but Jason is different. He got these cool red strips on his face. It looks like tribal war paint.”

”What, like seriously?”

”Yeah, dude's fucking awesome. They are calling him a hero or a chosen of god or something.”

'So if you look cool, your like a god. But if you look hideous, your a monster huh?' Laz thought to himself.

'Makes sense.'

As he kept walking, Laz heard similar conversations all over the place. People were showing videos to each other of this guy left and right. He could cause a flame to form above his hand. He could also move it around and even send it flying around him. If it hit something, it was like a small explosive. One of the most popular videos was of him throwing it into the back of a can and the can would shoot off like a rocket.

'Great, the guy could make fireworks or help you find something in the dark. Real hero stuff right there' Laz thought, somewhat annoyed.

The worst part was the view count kept climbing as everyone shared and liked his video.

'He's an idiot.'

Laz knew better. Guys like this who were searching for fame were the dumbest of the dumb. They would be found and examined the same way that the freaks were. Maybe he had a chance since he still looked human, but Laz wasn't going to take that gamble.

Even though he had a power of his own, he wasn't going to tell anyone.

'Besides, it's not that flashy as matchstick man,' Laz admitted.

Although Laz had stopped focusing his hearing and turned his sight normal since focusing that much in such a crowded area would be a pain, he still was being sensitive to his surroundings. It was because of this he felt like there was someone watching him.

As he stood still for a bit and took some deep breaths off to the side of the hall, he started to look around to see if he could determine who was looking at him. He felt like he could trust his instincts as they have been serving him well so far.

It was this moment that he remembered Tony saying someone would get in contact with him, so he felt like it was probably that. Looking around at people's faces, he tried to see if they would make eye contact with him, but none of them did. It seemed more like the girls he looked at would turn their heads away shyly while the guys seemed to snap their heads away quickly, as though hoping he didn't see them looking. It was a weird experience.

Laz didn't know this, but the aura he was giving off was somewhat dangerous. It was something these teens had no experience with and therefore felt exciting to the women but threatening to the guys.

Standing there for a few minutes, he made it seem like he was just waiting for no reason, thinking the guy would walk up to him discretely and talk to him. He was rather disappointed by the result.

After standing there for over 10 minutes with nothing happening but the random people walking by, he knew he had no choice but to get to class.

The funny thing was that he knew he was still being watched, but he had no idea by who.