Don't Have Any Rupees... {Jake Cartney}

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Maybe this new world wasn’t so bad after all no one knew who he was and there was no Markus to bother him here. Back in his world, everyone knew who he was and every little detail about him. Plus, now he wouldn’t have to hear how successful his twin was in passing to become a knight while Jake bombed the test. The sixteen year old let out a deep sigh, thinking about how probably back home everyone is freaking out due to his disappearance. There had to be a way home, right? He could lie and say he kidnapped, which would be partly true, and come home as a hero. “What I am thinking? No one probably noticed that I’m gone….” Jake said to himself, looking at the various things that are for sale. Sure, he had the money to buy almost anything he wanted, but he figured to save it for a room and some food until he was able to find a job. Which is why he came here in the first place.

Finding a job wouldn’t be hard, right? After all, Jake was a great swordsman and was a trained warrior since birth. The only problem was he was not really comfortable with hurting another human let alone kill one. The young teen didn’t know what to do at this point. There was no way he would ever kill unless that person absolutely deserved it.

A random thought after another he was just too lost about how he was going to make a living here. Back at home, his family was utterly rich, so he didn’t have to work for anything. Jake was in such a deep of thought at this point that he was really paid any attention to where he was going. And that is when he tripped over his own foot, knocking over some vendor’s food.

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It took around a minute or two before Jake finally stood up. “ I Am sorry…. I didn’t mean to... My father would surely pay for -” And that is when he remembered that he wasn’t back home anymore. He was surely screwed here. This wasn’t the first time a situation like this happened, but back in his world everyone knew who he was and didn’t risk hurting the boy. “Um…. I…” He quickly remembered that his pack would most likely have some money. The sixteen year old reached for his bag, realizing the moron had left back in the room he had rented for the night with the rest of his things, especially his sword. Crap… Now I’ve done it.

“What the hell is wrong with you, boy? Pay for attention next time ya idiot!“ The vendor said angrily, walking up to Jake. “Saying sorry isn’t going to cut it. Do you even have the money to pay for all this food? Because to me it doesn’t look it and it doesn’t look like your fathers even here.”

Yeah Jake was screwed. Why oh why did he have to leave everything he owned back at the inn surely he knew like something was going to happen. It always did. “Um…Well I left my money and everything I own at the inn….so if you let me, I can go and get it…” The young teen knew that wasn’t going to happen, but he had to at least try, right? He was just hoping that this guy wouldn’t do anything to harm him. If not Jake would have to use self defense.

“You really expect me to believe that. Do you really expect me to be that stupid? There is no way in hell you would even have the money to pay for all the food you wrecked!“ The vendor said, taking a few steps closer to Jake.

“I can work for you to make up for what-“ Jake only got half through his sentence before the vendor pick the sixteen year old by the shirt, getting ready to beat the kid half to death. At this point, Jake was too scared to even make a move surely he did not deserve this it only mistake. Nothing more, nothing less.

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The vendor, listening to Navi, practically threw Jake to the ground, making the young boy smack his head on the ground. Although the sixteen year old was smart enough to let that go, mainly because the vendor was twice the size of him, but whatever. The boy just stood up, ignoring the blood that was running down his face. “My name’s Jake… I’m kind of new to this place, so I really don’t have enough money to pay for all the damaged I did….” He wasn’t exactly sure what to say next. By the looks of it, the vendor wanted to beat the crap out of him and it wasn’t likely that he would allow Jake to work for him to make up what he’d done. “If I can get a job somehow, I’ll pay everything back,” For now the teen just decided to play the weak and innocence part. Plus, the way the vendor looks he might not be a great person to be in a fight with especially without a weapon.

“There is no way in hell I’d let a clumsy ass like him even work for me. He’d only probably destroyed more stuff and make me kill him.” The vendor wanted more than anything to beat the boy. In his eyes, Jake just seemed to be another troublemaker, trying to get out of something he’d done. “Or how about this you let me beat the boy and he could spend a night in jail then I’ll let everything slide…”

Where people here really that stupid? Sure Jake didn’t look the type, but he could easily defend himself after all he was training to be a knight since he was six years old. “Or how ‘bout you just shut the hell up, and let me make up for what I did.” The teen couldn’t keep in his anger anymore. Back in his world, people would easily recognize that it was a mistake and let him make up for it. Yet he did have to admit it was probably stupid of him to even speak out at this point. And that is when Jake finally pissed the vendor off so bad it earned the boy a nice hard punch to the side of his face. The sixteen year old knew if he fought back it would only make the situation even worse, but he wouldn’t allow himself to get beat up either.

Jake easily dodged the vendor’s next couple of punches, and even landed his own a few times even. The vendor was pretty fast himself, but the teen was much smaller and faster than he. This was a fight that Jake knew he could win thought was it worth all the consequences?

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It was the last hit to the head that actually did some damaged to the young teen. His sight was starting to blur and he was slowly losing consciousness. At this point, Jake could only make out the figure of everything and everyone that was surrounding him. As far as he could tell, this stranger was doing all he could to protect him even though it was Jakes fault that all this happened in the first place. And to think, this was only his second day of being in this new world and already he had gotten himself in some sort of trouble. “Thanks for everything….” The sixteen year old said to Link, trying his best to not pass out. Maybe not all the people here were all bad; it was that Jake so happened to piss off the wrong one at the wrong time.

The vendor, on the other hand, was just angrier and angrier by the second. He just wanted the boy to pay for what he had done even if it might beat the kid to get what he wanted. But by the looks of it, this other kid in green wasn’t going to let him anywhere near the moron he ruined his stand. Although the vendor had to admit to himself that he did get a pretty good blow to the kid’s head already. “This kid has to pay for what he did. He hadn’t even learned his lesson yet to watch where the hell he’s going!” The vendor couldn’t wait until he could finally beat Jake half to death even if it meant that he would have to do it some other time.

Jake could only make out a word here or there of what the vendor was saying. It had been a long time since he actually last felt like this. It wasn’t every day that he would get himself in this much trouble, but then again back in his world almost everyone was scared of Jake’s father. Even Jake himself. Come on…. This isn’t a great time to be fainting… There’s no telling what will happen if I do. The teen could feel his consciousness fading and fading fast until he fell over completely passed out. Maybe he just should have stayed in bed all day instead of going out and looking for a job.

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The only thing the vendor did was laugh. He didn’t know whether or not it was at the kid who just fainted or was it because of the angry fairy. Either way, both of them were pretty funny to him, especially seeing how as the kid couldn’t even take a punch to the head when just yesterday he was talking about becoming a knight or something. “There’s no way in hell I’ll let that boy work for me. Seeing as he couldn’t even take a hit to the head and he will just wreck everything even more.” The vendor would not allow Jake anywhere near his food booth. It probably wasn’t smart idea to begin with anyway. The sixteen year old never worked a day in his life. Why would he when the Cartney family line was one of the richest families back in Umacia. Jake would only tended the many classes his parents paid for, but other than that he would just do whatever he wanted when he wanted.

Getting used to being in Aledon will take the teen probably a long time for Jake. Here he was not in training to become a protector to the royal family; here he was just another teenager that was thrown into a new world. “The brat doesn’t know how to pick his fight and doesn’t know how to talk to his elders. Overall, he deserved it and now he has to pay me back for all the damage he had done or I kill him sooner or later.” The vendor that the kid wouldn’t be able to protect himself without anyone there helping him. But little did he know that Jake was actually a great swordsman, who just forgot his weapon back at the inn since he was a moron who didn’t think very often.

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In the vendor’s eyes the sixteen year old deserve the punch in the head for talking back. Plus, the vendor was somewhat starting to actually clam down although it probably was not going to last. “I just want the brat to pay for the damaged he did. He deserved the punch to the head anyway. Apparently, his parents did not teach him how to respect his elders.” The vendor said, glancing at the still passed out Jake. This probably was not going to be the last time he would see of the teen running around town and it was the best that the vendor got his money, so no more harm would come to Jake later on. Even though, Jake learned his lesson to not leave his weapon and money at the inn anymore. If the idiot actually brought his money and sword with him this time all of this would probably been avoided. And he would have been perfectly fine and go about his search for a job or maybe an training session to attend to.

Maybe it was a good thing that Jake was still knocked out. That last comment the vendor had made would only have made him mad, and would probably say something smartassy back. The sixteen year old was most likely going to be the kindest person you’ll ever meet… Well, until you pissed him off. He was trained to be a warrior although it did not fit his kind nature personally very well.

“I didn’t even punch him that hard. Anyone else could here taken a hit like that. The kid’s just a weakling who couldn’t pick his fights the right way.” The vendor couldn’t possibly think to why that Link was still protecting Jake. If was another guard they would have let him beat the kid if he wanted and ignore everything that would have happened.