The people on the bus look completely shocked as they stare in awe at what Shawn had just accomplished. The goblins corpse still present, leaned up against the front of the bus. Purple blood leaking out of it and filling the bus with a foul stench.
Shawn curiously walks up to the body and pokes it with his staff. It's knife falls from the lifeless green hand it was held in. As Shawn picks up the knife another window appears
"Goblins Dammaged Knife" (F)
+1 ATK
/Special Ability/ — None
"So it's got a built in appraisal", Shawn thought to himself.
He places the knife if his belt and looks back at the other passengers. Some of them have already selected a pantheon but the others look to scared to move.
"This.. this can't be real, right?! This is some kind of prank or something.. ha ha you can come out now, you got us", said the man closest to Shawn.
"Does that look fake", Shawn says with a grim expression as he point outside to the slaughter that's taking place. "Everyone needs to pick a pantheon, now! I think it's the only way we get out of this alive. Judging by how this looks like a game, I wouldn't say one is particularly superior to the other. Though I bet they all have specialties and specific aspects unique to them."
"What did you choose. And how did you do that with your stick", an older gentleman piped up in the back.
"I picked Celtic as my pantheon and Wizard as my class. I think I only managed to get lucky with the magic because I know a little about monsters and games."
"So what, I could have done that", said the man that originally shoved Shawn into the way of the goblin. "Like you said yourself, you just got lucky. I picked {Greek} mythology. It's far stronger then some Celtic myths".
"Like I said, one probably isn't going to be more powerful then the other", Shawn said with a sigh. "Either way it dosnt matter, what matters now is surviving".
Time passes and the goblins start to clear out. They don't seem to acknowledge or recognize the bus at all.
Most of the passengers start to calm down and come to there scenses. They start to choose there pantheons and mythologies. The old man from before picks {American Folk Lore} lore and receives an old ax as his weapon. others follow suit and pick there pantheons at random.
A young man, about the same age as Shawn, walks over to introduce himself. He's about six foot with green eyes and red hair. The uniform he has on is that of a different school. "Thank you, that was really cool what you did back there.i think you should Ignore that other guy, we would all be totally dead if it wasn't for you. My names Patt, but my friends call me red cause of my hair.
"You must have been here because of the Basketball game. What was it, the Bulldogs, right", Shawn asked.
"Yah, and not to brag I'm actually the team captain. I live around this area so I just decided to take the bus home instead of ride all the way back to school. I'm still deciding if that was to best decision."
"You're not dead so it couldn't have been that bad", Shawn joked. "By the way, what did you pick as your pantheon".
"I picked {Aztec}, I read about it once in class and it looked cool. But all I got was a club with black rocks". Patt said as he raised his weapon. "You seem pretty relaxed, I know all the goblins cleared out of here a while ago but it's still nerve racking isn't it."
"I don't know what is going on here, but if we keep worrying about it it's only going to make it worse for us. I think the best thing we can do at this point is move forward."
"My name is Shawn, you seem like a pretty confident guy so I'd like to team up or something if you don't mind"
"That would be great man, you watch my back I watch yours", Patt said with a smile while shaking Shawn's hand.
A little later, after Shawn has looked over the window and quest information. He starts to thinks of his next plan of action
"I'm going to be leaving the bus" Shawn said to the rest of the survivors. "You can stay here and be safe for now or follow me and hopefully find a safer place. Right now, the quest is just to deffend. We have no other information then that, and it bothers me a lot. It's basically just telling us not to die. So I think leaving would be a better approach then staying here",
"So your saying we should just follow you outside where more of those goblins are", the prideful man from earlier said. "We will all die".
"How do you know you won't die in here", Patt yelled at the man.
"It's fine, I don't care either way. I was just trying to help", Shawn says as he turns to exit the door with Patt.
"I'll go with you". The old man from before pipes up. "The names John and I don't plan on dieing here". He said with an old gruff voice.
"Anyone else", Shawn asks before he heads out the door.
"I'll go too", said the lady from before who chose Egypt as her pantheon. She is an american lady with blond hair and green eyes. "My name is Rose. I picked {Egypt} as you can tell by the blade."
"Nice to meet you",Patt says.
Shawn looks back to see if any others wish to join them, but they are no other people who stand up . The four of them make there way out of the bus.
The sky has turned a dark brown from the dust and ash that fills the air. Bodies line the streets, both human and monster. The ground is a mix of red and purple from the blood in the streets. Patt almost throws up as he sees the chaos that unfolded. Rose tries to look up but that doesn't change anything. Balconys of buildings are also covered with the dead.
They make there way down the city streets without any interference from goblins. Suddenly another window apears in front of them.
/ Wave 2 /