Another One The Shadowseer That's Part Of My Little Troupe. This One Gave Me A Bit Of Trouble, The Colours

Another one  the Shadowseer that's part of my little troupe. This one gave me a bit of trouble, the colours seemed to keep on playing up and I had to simplify the colour scheme quite a bit but finally it's finished and I think it turned out alright.

Here, have an angsty brat as my first upload :P This is Derik, he's from a story I'm writing, Anomaly Code. He's a bit of a grump.

From back when I played Animal Crossing (RIP dear game)

I decided o draw a friend and myself as animal crossing animals. I had plans for everyone I knew but never got around to it.

I was going to wait until my secret project was done but I may never finish it so here’s some of the art I’ve been doing in my livestreams. I’ve slowly been working through some redesigns of my characters, old and new, just to see what I can improve on. Mad Alyss is one of my oldest characters and it’s interesting to see how she’s changed over the years. Anyway, hope everyone enjoys.

Anomaly Code Chapter 3

Chapter Three: Derik

TheFoundation had told her what had happened. How she had burnt down her house,how her mother had died in the fire. She had been devastated but they had taught her how to channel her anger and grief into her new ability. Making her stronger. Shaping her into a weapon.

Derik stood in front of the mirror, gazing at his reflection with hate. Why was this happening to him? The last week had gone downhill at super speed, one disaster after another. Failing an assignment, being late for class, forgetting homework and now this. Could his life possibly get worse? He hadn’t even seen Max once during the week, that made it almost unbearable. He quickly slipped on a grey hoodie and left the room, glaring darkly at the posters that decorated the walls. Knowing his luck he was going to be late for school.

Caught in his bad mood he stomped down the stairs into the kitchen where his foster father, Jason, was sitting, drinking coffee.

“Buenos Dias Derik,” he said, taking a sip, “How did you sleep?”

Derik opened the fridge, scowling at the contents before taking out the orange juice and glaring at Jason, as if thinking that it should be obvious.

“Not too good I see, you should try some camomile tea before bed, it might help,” said Jason, scratching his soul patch thoughtfully.

There was an awkward silence as Derik grabbed a glass from the cupboard and sat down at the table.

“Look, Derik, I know you don’t want to talk about it but we need to sort this out,” said Jason, placing his coffee down gently, “I don’t know what it was you did and I’m not sure how to deal with it but I think we need to find someone who understands it.”

“There’s nothing to talk about,” said Derik, twisting the diamond ring on his index finger around viciously, “As if anyone will understand this.”

With this comment he placed his hand on the glass and focused, steadily it began to change from glass into steel.

“I’m a freak,” he said gloomily, “An anomaly. I should just disappear.”

“I don’t care if you’re an alchemist or an alien or whatever,” said Jason sternly, looking at the glass unamused, “Anomaly or not, I just want to see you happy, there has to be someone out there who can help.”

Derik looked away and snorted, pulling the hood of his sweatshirt over his head.

“I’ll give you a ride to school and ask around in the meantime,” said Jason cheerily, grabbing his keys and running a hand through his dark hair.

“Yeah. Great. Just what I need, another day in hell,” muttered Derik as he walked out the door towards the car.

           Hours later he was slumped into his seat watching as the other students walked around the school grounds chatting. No one came to talk to him, he had no friends at school, they all thought they were too good for him. Time had moved so slowly today but finally he was free.

           A burst of laughter echoed down the hall and he looked up to see the new exchange student surrounded by his usual fan club. Endrew had transferred from Brazil a few weeks ago and always seemed to be surrounded by people. Derik could see why, he was hot, not as good looking as Max but he wouldn’t have said no. Who was he kidding, he wasn’t exactly picky and it wasn’t like the exchange student even knew he existed.

           Picking up his bag he walked out of the class room. He wasn’t in the mood to deal with people. On the way he passed the weird girl who always sat and ate lunch with her brothers. She was always changing her hair colour, right now it was brown with pink streaks but next week it would probably be turquoise or some other strange colour. He didn’t like her much, he didn’t even remember her name, she was always butting into other people’s business and adding in her two cents worth. As if anyone cared. Her brothers on the other hand, Cam and Luca, were an entirely different story.

Derik had seen Luca playing sports with Max sometimes, he didn’t seem as motivated as Max but he still had the body of an athlete, Derik had a feeling that Luca would give great hugs. Cam on the other hand seemed to be more into his learning, Derik imagined that Cam would be a very shy but eager boyfriend, and that Italian accent? He smiled just thinking about it.

As if they could tell he was thinking about them, all three looked up and stared at him. Quietly he rushed away, glaring at the girl as he passed. He didn’t have time to bother with them anyway. Max usually went for a run after school and he wanted to catch him before he left. Blindly he skidded around a corner and almost collided with the figure crouched there.

“Watch…” he said, the words dying in his throat. It was Max.

Max looked up from the shoelace he’d been tying and stood straight. He was at least a head taller than Derik.

“Oh, sorry about that,” said Max, scratching the back of his neck, “That was a bit of a stupid place for me to tie my shoe. Are you ok?”

Derik said nothing, he was too busy staring at Max, admiring the way his running shorts fell over his perfectly sculpted legs, the way the sun caught his blonde hair. He had never been this close to Max before.

           “You’re Derik right?” asked Max, ‘I’ve seen you around but I don’t think we’ve actually met before, I’m Max.”

           “I know,” said Derik in a daze, he actually knew his name.

His skin was flawless, perfectly tanned, he longed to hold one of Max’s massive hands just to feel his skin against his own.

           “I’ve seen you around too,” he added quickly.

           At this Max smiled, “Small school I guess.”

           Now was his chance, he might not get another one. He had to take a leap.

           “Do you want to...hang out?” he asked, the words almost blending together.

How was he going to react? Would he say yes? Would he finally get the chance to spend some time with him? He could barely stand the anticipation.

“I’m really sorry but I can’t at the moment, I have plans already,” said Max apologetically, “Maybe we can go…”

But Derik wasn’t listening, he was too deep in thought. Rejected straight out without even considering it. His life truly did suck.

           “Does that sound alright?” asked Max.

           “Whatever,” said Derik, not paying attention, “I need to go.”

           With this he brushed past Max, ignoring the look of confusion on his face.

           “Umm...see you later?” said Max, waving a hand indecisively.

Derik stormed out of the school. Everything had gone wrong today. He wanted to disappear.

Requested by a friend. She wanted a picture of herself wearing Vi's gauntlets from League of Legends.