1 Chameleon (2/2)

Wuxing lay down on the bed and fell asleep the moment he closed his eyes. It was part of his training; he had reached that point where he could will himself to sleep and didn't need extra time to drift off. When doing field missions outside, each second counts. Even the duration of rest had to be calculated into each plan. The lack of sleep certainly was a big part of it too.

He was surprised that the moment he appeared in his dream world, instead of the usual darkness, he was greeted by brightness all around.

”Hello?” Wuxing asked and his voice echoed into the distance. ”Is it a lucid dream? Weird.”

He was sure that this wasn't supposed to happen as he had only entered a half-sleep mode. With this kind of shallow sleep, if he were to hear movement around him, he would instantly wake up.

”Don't worry. Nothing is going to happen to you.” A croaky male voice sounded behind him causing him to rapidly turn around and take a defensive stance.

”Who are you?” Wuxing asked as soon as he saw a tall man in a full black suit, wearing a devil mask on his face.

”I'm your saviour!” the man said righteously, raising a hand into the air. ”Didn't you just ask for help to get your revenge? I heard your plea and came to help you.”

”Why do I get the feeling that you cannot be trusted?”

Wuxing had a hard time believing, and it did not come as a surprise, seeing that the man donned a devil mask on his face. Who would trust such a suspicious person?

”Heh, do you want to spend the rest of your life in prison or are you going to get your sweet revenge?” The devil-masked man didn't care about Wuxing's distrust and got straight to the point.

”What do I have to do in return?” Wuxing did not know if this was just his imagination or the real deal, but either way, he was not losing anything by playing along. He knew that there were no free meals in this world, so there had to be a catch somewhere.

”Oh, nothing much. Sometimes, when I'm bored, I might ask you to do stuff for me, like killing someone or stealing something. Only some trivial things.” The devil-masked man waved his hand indifferently as if his 'stuff' was indeed nothing.

Wuxing realized where the catch is. ”And I suppose, I can't say 'no' to your requests?”

”You are a smart boy, but don't worry. I can assure you that I will never ask you to kill your loved ones or friends.” Wuxing was almost sure that the man in the suit was smiling right now as he said that. ”Do we have a deal?”

”How are you going to help me? Are you going to take me away from here?” Wuxing didn't want to agree to anything until he knew all the details.

”Even better… I will give you magical power… the ability to change yourself into anyone you want.”

The man in the devil mask suddenly appeared in front of Wuxing and poked him on the forehead.

”Test it out and if you agree, yell out in your mind, 'I, Li Wuxing, sign the contract!'”

Instantly, Wuxing woke up from the dream. He was back inside his prison cell and he realized that he had been soundly asleep the entire night—it was morning already since the light was coming through the narrow opening on the wall, which functioned as a window.

He felt weird recalling the scene that just happened, but just to be sure, he still decided to check it out. It's not like he had anything to lose.

Wuxing stood up and approached the mirror above the sink. He saw his face that still had bags under his eyes, but he looked much better compared to yesterday's mess.

'What should I do?' He mused for a moment, not really expecting anything to happen. 'Hmm… change the colour of my hair to white!'

When nothing changed after several seconds, a wry smile appeared on his face that was clearly saying, ”I knew it”. However, after ten seconds, his smile froze. His hair suddenly turned white, making him jump away from the mirror. He touched the silvery strands to make sure it was real.

His hair really turned white!

'Turn it back!' Wuxing cried happily in his mind.

This time the process was much faster, and his hair turned back into his natural colour almost instantly.

”It works!” Wuxing shouted out loud, gaining the attention of the prison guard who was patrolling nearby.

”Shut up or I will shut—!” The guard yelled at Wuxing, banging his baton on the bars, but when he recognized the prisoner making trouble, he stopped and decisively walked away. He recalled that the Chief Warden ordered everyone to not piss off this particular criminal, saying that he didn't want to see any of his subordinates dead from his hands.

Wuxing didn't care about the guard as his mind was filled with ecstasy. He imagined endless possibilities for his new ability, both for his escape and revenge. He no longer hesitated and yelled in his mind, 'I, Li Wuxing, sign the contract!'

The moment he finished saying that sentence, he suddenly felt pain in his chest area.

”Aaaargh!”

He did not have a shirt so could see clearly the cause of it. A black chameleon tattoo, the size of a fist, was being engraved on his skin. The pain was tolerable for him, but it burned like hell.

The devil-masked man's voice sounded in his mind. ”Good choice, boy. We will have lots of fun together. From now on, I will call you Chameleon. Good luck with your escape!”

Wuxing laughed maniacally as he took his first step to exacting his sweet revenge.

”You thought you have done me for good? I will see you all soon…”

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