The Chosen One

(Warning: Story will feature heavy Homosexual Themes and Explicit Content.)

(Warning: Some chapters have altered text and interactions depending on the score)

"Come on the field," Coach shouted at the group of college students. "There is no way you lil' bitches are gonna make regionals with the sloppy behavior I saw last night." Coach was a bit of a drill sergeant. All the team began to file onto the field when suddenly Coach puts a hand in front of you. "I'm keeping an eye on you boy. You may be new to the team, but we don't have any time for cold feet. Got it."

"Got it, sir." Coach Johnson low key scared you. He was ex-military and his body showed it. His muscular physique was riddled with scars. His salt and peppered hair was cut short as to not cause too much distraction. Coach Johnson was a bit of a daddy... no you can't think about that as you are about to workout with a dozen other muscular guys who were incredibly homophobic.

Cummings was a small town and a small-minded town. You had gotten a boner a couple of days ago in the showers one time and Jason, the quarterback, had made a big fuss, pointing it out to the rest of the team. None of them talked to you since then, which was probably why you had lost the game last night.

Being gay in this town was a big pain in the ass and not the good type. Very few people were openly gay and those that were were persecuted and shunned. There was always Lickr, a gay dating app, but it was extremely sus, even though the human trafficking claims they faced a couple of years ago were proven false, it left a bad taste in your mouth. You wish... there was some way that you could live your life a little better. You had planned to go to a college in a big city, but you could only afford in-state Cummings University tuition. Cummings U was actually a very well-rated school and you could do worse, but it was incredibly lonely. You had joined the football team to try being apart of a club and you were actually okay. You were on the bench most of the time, but that didn't mind you, better not to let the team get mad at you for failing.

The practice eventually ended and after showering with the team you go back to your dorm room. Although it was local, there was no way you were staying with your parents. Both were extremely homophobic and toxic and while you weren't ready to burn bridges with them, you don't want to provoke conflict. As you open your dorm you see that the lights are off: Garrett must not be back yet. Garrett was a kind good-natured guy, a little short, but a big heart. Sadly, Garrett was straight, or else things may be different.

You drop your bags on the floor and you see a package on your bed. "When did this get here you think to yourself?" It was addressed to you by your auntie Rosa. Auntie Rosa was a bit of... an eccentric. She ran a small shop upstate which specialized in selling crystals, alternative medicine, mystic type shit. She had always taken a particular interest in you and despised her brother and his wife (your parents), so you got along. You hadn't seen her in years though, so this was a little out of the blue.

You open the box and inside is a sealed envelope, a sealed vial with a strange-looking liquid, and a crystal on a gold chain.

You open the envelope and the following message was inside in your Auntie's handwriting:

Hello, my little raindrop. I miss the glow of your smile and I'm sorry I couldn't tell you this in person, but you need to know how truly special you are. It's time for me to let you know your family's true secret. Historically our family has been the gifted ones of the cosmos. We are descended from the great ones, the Sumcluts, who protected and united the world, increasing tolerance and acceptance. Once every generation in our family, a guardian of light is given the gifts of the Sumcluts. However, in recent generations, our importance has diminished as society has less of a need for our existence, however work to restore balance wherever we can. Inside the package is a vile of the divine essence and the family moonjade. Be warned by drinking the essence...

The message ended rather abruptly. Your aunt was always a bit of a wack job, but she had never hurt anyone, so she couldn't mean any harm. You look down at the vial and the necklace. You pick up the vial and flip it over. It's bright amber and thicker than water, but not quite the consistency of honey. There were bright flecks in it and it seemed to shimmer. You open the vial and give it a quick sniff. It smelled like...It smelled like, well you weren't sure exactly. It smelled familiar, yet you couldn't put his finger on it. You go to take another sniff when you hear movement at the door and it burst open. In an instinctual panic from spending years in the closet, you down the entire vial. It's thick and sweet. After a quick gulp, your mouth feels sticky and your eyes bulge in panic. What had you done?

"Hey, there roomie! You'll never guess the day," Garrett saw my expression and looked at me and then at the vial, "Really, the practice was so bad that you're taking shots. I'm sorry bro." You smile and nod, you don't feel any different... of course, you don't your aunt is insane. It was probably just honey or something. You close up the box and put it under your bed. You look over at Garrett. He's getting ready to do some laundry. The two of you make eye contact. "Hey, why don't you take a nap bro." That doesn't sound like a bad idea. You need to clear your mind. You hop into bed and slide under the sheets. Garrett turns the lights off as he goes down to put in a load of laundry. You fall asleep instantly.