Waking up, new quests, boring school.

John woke up from his rather pleasant dream. The beeping of his alarm clock making him grumble. As he rubbed the sleep from his eyes, he looked around his room, feeling his cock painfully hard in his boxers. “Need to release that in the shower,” he mumbled sleepily, thinking back to his dream. How hot it had been, and how big his cock had been in it as well. “Do I really have size envy? Hmmm, who knows if there are ways to increase its length, I mean… I am in a magical world now and all that jazz,” he told himself, feeling the sleepiness vanish from his foggy mind moments later. “Yeah, shit! Magical world!” Images of a less sexy nature from the day before flashing in front of him. Chased, saved, trained. Realizing it was all real when he saw a very persistent pop up flashing in front of him.

John looked at the rewards, grinning as he recalled the awesome pet that Arnold had. If he could get his own thunderbird or even better… Maybe he could get a pet phoenix or if he got lucky perhaps even a dragon!

With a happy hum, he jumped out of bed, making his way to the showers where he cleaned himself and relieved the ache build up through his dream session.

The rest of the morning was quite uneventful. Just before he ran out the door, he told his mother that he would be in the forest that afternoon as well to see if he could find a proper animal to draw.

The bus ride to school posed no problems as John cast camouflage on both Frank and Vanessa as soon as they stepped on.

Classes came, classes went, John tried to pay attention as best he could, but his mind kept wandering off to that afternoon, when he would be able to have a more exciting life again. Yes, he had almost died, but still! It was a whole lot more intense and a whole lot more fun than just sitting in a stuffy classroom hearing teachers drone on about things no one would ever be using in the future.
It was at lunch as John was sitting outside in the sun when something out of the ordinary happened. A redhead girl walked towards him with a determined stride. John looked up from his power fantasy about shooting creepy boney mages from the back of a dragon when he noticed her approach.

“Ehm, hi?” John asked as she sat down opposite of him, not really sure what to do with himself. Should he cast observe? No… He had no interest in knowing her sexual history, some things should be left… alone.

“You, since when do you have powers?” the redhead spoke up as she pulled her own lunch out of her bag.

John was a bit flabbergasted when she did not even respond to his greeting, instead going straight for the task at hand apparently. “What exactly do you mean?” he asked hesitantly.

“Drop the act; I sensed magic yesterday at school, but it was gone before the end of class. Today, I noticed it again. It’s coming from you. So once more my question: since when do you have powers?”

“Oh ehm…Well. Who are you?” John managed to form a question. Tapping at his inventory to pull the badge he received the day before out.

“Moira Brighthorn, I asked you a question first.“ The redhead was relentless.

John sighed softly, nodding as he placed the arrow shaped badge on the table. “I got my powers yesterday, I woke up with them in fact. And well, then a lot, and I mean a lot! Of things happened. I got a crash course of the local Abyss though… They told me that if someone from the Golden Rose approached me I should, ehm, what was it again. Tell them to give them the greetings from our lady Artemis?” John said with a voice that became smaller the more he talked.

Moira looked at the badge, then looked at John. “So, one day and already a Hunter, hm? Well, I guess that means I don’t have to worry about you. What was your name again?”

“John, John Newman” John spoke truthfully.

“Convey the Order’s greetings back to Miranda for me at your earliest convenience then, John. With you around now too, it’s getting crowded in Springfield… But alas, if that is how the Lady wants it, then so it shall be. John, a tip for a new player in the Abyss: not everyone is what they seem at first face. There are people that may seem nice at first glance but will stab you in the back at a moment’s notice.” With those cheery words, she packed up her lunch once again, standing up as she prepared to leave. “And, Newman, welcome to the Abyss.” John felt a shudder go down his spine.

‘She’s right,’ he thought as he watched Moira’s retreating figure. ‘I am new to the Abyss, I should not go around telling everyone and their mom what my name is… Or how I got my powers. Lucky for me that it was an ally that I met before, well, someone bad.’

John returned to class after lunch, the meeting with Moira having put a rather dark shadow over his happy thoughts. He tried to distract himself by just doing the menial busywork that school provided.

When the last bell rang John walked out to the gate, wanting to go to the bus stop again to make his way to the forest when a familiar SUV pulled up at the front gate.