Chapter 1: Getting Chased For A Watch! (1/2)

”Stop right there, you dirty beggar!”

”If you don't want to die, stop running faggot!”

Two men looking around in their thirties loudly howled as they chased a youngster through a forest. Both of them were dressed in suits and had a large build making them seem as if they were the bodyguards of some famous figure.

”Hahaha, eat my dust, fuckers!” The youngster, who looked to be in his early twenties, mocked without turning back. He knew if he slowed down for just a second, he would be done for!

However, his ragged shirt was already drenched with sweat while his pants seemed to be torn in several places, making him look like a street beggar, no less coupled with how his face seemed as if he hadn't had a good meal in ages.

The only reason he was able to keep up his pace was because of his nimble legs and the adrenaline coursing through his veins.

But he knew it would only be a matter of time before he collapses with exhaustion. So, he had to get rid of these two behind him by any means.

He soon came upon an overhang and jumped without hesitation, seeing that he had no choice. Because of the overhang, he was now hidden from the sight of the bodyguards chasing him.

He quickly moved towards the side with silent steps as he heard the running footsteps of the men chasing him, getting closer and closer.

When the two bodyguards got close to the overhang, they halted as they saw many trees ahead but no sight of the youngster they were chasing. It was as if he magically disappeared.

”Shit, where did he run off to? How come that little twig is so fast? Paul, be ready to use your gun if he becomes too much of a trouble. Even if some forest guards hear our shots, I doubt they will get here in time.”

”Of course, Matt. He dared to touch our young miss with his dirty hands, and Boss told us to finish him off personally. How could we let him down? It's his head or ours.”

'What the fuck! All I did was try to steal her watch. It was not as if she would miss it with so much money in her account...damn...her dad is so stingy,' The youngster indignantly inwardly cried as he heard their loud voice.

He barely could make ends meet, and with petty thefts and tricks, he was somehow surviving to this day. Of course, sometimes he would get caught and get beaten up for it, especially when he took too much risk.

He had been in hiding for the past few years with a death warrant out for him by many bigshots, all because he was the only living proof left of a huge conspiracy.

And because of that, he had to learn how to be cunning and be shameless whenever needed to survive and to execute some of his tricks.

He desperately wanted to try for normal jobs no matter how low the wages. However, there was a hit order on his name, and the only reason he was able to escape by close shave was because of his only special ability...the ability to change his appearance to look like anyone.

And that ability awakened first when he was so close to death the first time. After awakening that ability, he wondered if he was a freak and whether some government officials would seize him for experimental study and whatnot.

It seemed similar to the superpowers he read about in comics before, and at that time, he felt a strange sense of excitement and fear at the same time.

From then on, he obviously never revealed his ability to anyone and used it to evade the ones trying to kill him.

But he had to have physical contact for a couple of seconds with the person he wanted to impersonate and could only use his ability for thirty seconds every six hours, after which he would revert to his original appearance.

So, whenever he tried to steal some expensive stuff by impersonating someone else's face, he would have to do it extremely fast and escape.

But this time, he did not know that the watch had a GPS tracker, and he obviously got tracked down.

The watch looked like a boring analog watch because of which he never expected it to be so hi-tech inside.