Inverse by Mikey Luke Mitchell (top 100 novels of all time TXT) 📕

swift action I send a smokey blue ball forms in my hand, the power surges from my shoulder, sending the muscles down my fore arm to tingle when it eventually leaves and shoots at the dark figure with full force knocking him to the ground. In less than a second I am there by his side, my knees knelt on the cobbled streets, Ray and the other two stop to a halt. I am close enough to paralyze the dark figure with the magic that I have left. One hand hovering above him to keep him down and my other hand ready to lift his head off the ground. I do so, and what stares back at us is some sort of demonic creature, with stanley-knife teeth and dark yellow eyes with no pupil, his skin is black and scaly. A custom job. The player had obviously created this design himself and it suited the scenery perfectly, we were in a town of the Obturiness world, a demonic gothic world. The oversized moon shone a plastic gray over the creatures face. Ray grimaced at the sight of it, Randeep un-intelligently spoke “Wow dude, ugly’d.”
I slowly lift some of my paralyzing skills, lowering from his torso downwards so his mouth and head were in full use.
“Why are you sending us threats?” I said, maybe a bit to harsh, but this guy had been annoying the hell out of us, sending us taunts and threats, he’s a newbie for goodness sake!
“I was told to, the vampires said if I did this I can be part of their clan.” His voice sounded a little hysterical.
“Tell us which vampires? or we will kill you!” Ray said in his jock-like fashion and stance.
“Ray stop it, leave it out he’s new.” Sometimes it was harsh to be new, people here got a power-surge, you’d be killed within three minutes and your money stolen and when you haven’t experienced it before, it was very… disorientating. “You don’t need to be scared mate, it’s not real remember, you can confirm which clan asked you to do this, but I have a feeling you don’t need to.” One certain vampire clan have been after us for a while. They are minors, and laughable by all means Vampires don’t have the best of reputations considering the majority were minors and minors didn’t have the luxury of full HD gore, but a cheesy looking health bar clinging to their sides like an embarrassing school uniform you had to wear every day. This clan is strong for their age, but not strong enough, they are just cocky little bastards.

“Are they the sparkle marble kind? or the stake in the heart kind?” Randeep asked.
“Stake in heart kind.” He said, much calmer.
“Yay. Classico old school’d” Randeep replied. He’s into the whole gamer speech, own’d, pwn’d, n00b, LPB low-ping bastard (no idea what it means either, something about connection) and anything else that is a acronym, words containing letters or ending in ‘d. I caught my breath as my whole body jumped, I suddenly felt this weird numb tugging push threw my stomach, an uncomfortable, painless but very common feeling here in Inverse. I looked down and there was a glowing sword stabbed nicely and snug into my stomach. My face was shocked then I turned my head to the creature, my emotions turned into slight amusement slight anger.
“You mother - “

My eyes were harder to open this time, dry throat uncomfortable and my clothes felt slightly damp from sweat. I gathered my bearing in my low-lit bedroom, it’s a plain bedroom with a few film posters, a half empty book shelf and a double bed in the center. The sounds of Ray, Randeep and Coleen’s shouting and splurging raided my ears badly, a small pain started to develop in my forehead.
“Damn that newb!” I shouted towards the screen, squinting.
“Guys, shut up!” My voice was all deep and groggy. Logging out of Inverse felt like waking up after a afternoon nap, you were hot, wet, and unapproachably cranky. It takes a minute or two to bring your thoughts together and to realize what you are looking at on-screen and what you are hearing. I can see that the creature was either logged out or killed, and only Ray was left.
“Ray? Come on log out. Did you kill him?”
“Totally!” A certain glee omitted from his voice, then his avatar disappeared off-screen leaving the usual message “No guild members logged in. See chat window.”
“You got newb’d and Ray toats killed that, thing.” Randeep’s voice also groggy and slow.
“I can’t believe he came at me after you, Will, I mean what am I the weakest or something? It is it because I am a girl?” Coleen spoke. I turned to chat window to bring up there webcams. Coleen had perfectly straight shoulder length auburn hair, she is very petite and innocent looking and very pale skin, her and Rachel always seem to look so well presented. Compared to Ray who was just opening his eyes, he’s short and stocky with black rough spiky hair and latino-like features, and Randeep, who is indian, with black scruffy hair a squared jaw and puny compared to Ray.
“I don’t think it’s because you are girl sweety.” Randeep said in response to Coleen. One thing I forgot to mention, Randeep and Coleen are boyfriend and girlfriend. It’s not some weird online relationship were actually a local guild, were in the same senior year at high school, bar Brett who is actually at college.
“And where was my night in shining armor hmm?” Coleen said half sarcasm half anger.
“OK, that’s my cue to leave you two to your domestic see you both at school tomorrow.” Me, Randeep and Coleen planned to meet at lunch and said our byes, I was pretty sure Ray went back to sleep, but he wouldn’t plan to meet anyway.

My name is Will Johnson and seventeen years old. I have dirty blonde short hair, I’m average height, blue eyes, I like to consider myself muscly but I am not stocky, more of a soccer muscly then rugby. Originally I’m from Birmingham, England, my accent is far from your usual london-stereotype, most people frown when I say England instead of some random european country. I came to the small town of Coatland, Ohio three years ago when my mum got offered a job here. We fitted in pretty well, mum made friends easily, dad loves to drink - he’s not an alcoholic but Ohio people are similar to the British with their drinking habits. My school in birmingham had completely different cliques so I guess I never really got pulled into a clique I was more of a floater, friends with everyone type of guy. Randeep is your average geek, always chatting crap you don’t understand sometimes makes you feel uncomfortable but he has a good sense of humor. Coleen is the cheerleader but she doesn’t have the stereotypical mind of a cheerleader, she is actually quite clever and a secret geek, that major classic Star Wars being her ultimate guilty pleasure, she is one of the few people that can really understand what Randeep talks about. Ray is the head jock in school, he doesn’t tend to speak to us at school, likes to keep Inverse separate to reality. It’s not like he’s trying to hide it, everyone in school plays the game, and our guild don’t have a custom look, we use are own image.

I was walking from Chemistry into the lunch room to be called over by Rachel sitting with Coleen and Randeep, another member of our guild, Rachel; she has brunette hair, blue eyes and is a serious athlete in the girls soccer team. Sitting next to Coleen’s petite body, she looked unusually bigger, but she wasn’t she was just extremely curvy and toned with a perfect bright wide smile, I wouldn’t say no to catch a glimpse at her in a bikini. I sat with them eating my cheeseburger as Coleen picked at a salad, Rachel was chewing on her cheesecake (she has a major sweet tooth), Randeep had already finished his lunch, he eats probably twice his body weight in food but still stands slim.
“Ray say anything to you?” Rachel asked me.
“When?” I asked.
“Today?” She said as if the ‘Of course’ was in implied.
“What do you think? Course he didn’t the only time Ray speaks to me in school is when he asks me answers to the question ‘Write a short story’ in creative writing workshops.” Ray is more of the practical type, he’s not all there, he excels at sports, theatre and art, unlike most of us who excel academically me, me excelling in Psychology and Biology.
“I think he’s going to surprise you today.”
“Why? What aren’t you telling me?” I asked suspicious. She just smiles.
“Oh, no. You can find out for yourself, but, I’ll just say, take it easy, and don’t say no straight away.”
“Is it going to make me angry?” I hate this, Rachel is always doing this, giving little tidbits of information, it drives me crazy, why can’t she be blunt!
“No, not angry.”
“Fine.” I say half assed, can’t be bothered with Rachel’s games but as soon as I turn my head to see Randeep and Coleen eating each others face Rachel’s games seem that more appealing.
As I look at Rachel, and admire her beauty, I start feel nervous, in the game, it’s different were generally busy but outside when we talk I feel more and more attracted to her. A few times I was close to telling her how much I liked her, but I just couldn’t, I think I am actually terrified. Girls terrify me, what if she rejects me, what if she just laughs in my face and calls me a freak. In first few weeks that I moved girls couldn’t get away from me, the new british boy with a strange accent was obviously appealing. Every break we had I would be asked ‘How do you say this?’ ‘How do you say that?’ now that it has died down. Hardly any girl had flirted with me, or at least I don’t think they have. How the hell are you supposed to know nowadays, unless there putting themselves on a plate for you.
“Your birthday soon, looking forward to it!” Rachel asked me in excitement I couldn’t help but smile back.
“Kinda.” I lied, I wasn’t at all, it was depressing. The few friends from England I kept in contact with are already eighteen, and enjoying the alcoholic nightlife.
“Oh come on! Turning eighteen is a milestone!”
“Not here it’s not. I wish I was in England enjoying my Eighteenth properly getting pissed off head dancing like a twat in some random bar at 4am in the morning.” I sounded a bit harsh. Rachel ignores it with a big smile.
“Oh, so Ohio doesn’t do it for ya, huh?”
“No I didn’t mean it like that.”
“I know how you meant it, to be honest if I was you, I’d feel pissed.” She laughs out loud at her self. “See what I did there?” Not really.
“Oh, yeah” I chuckle back.

My birthday is in two days, April 17th. No idea, what I am going to do, with thoughts of trying to get hold of some sort of drink, but that’s not easy in a small town, and american police are much harsher than english, $1,000 fine is not something I would like to pay out. another part of being in America that bites me in the ass, It’s illegal to drink under