American Horror Story, Starting from Falls Town

Chapter 443 From now on, you must bow your head when you see me.

UCLA was incredibly lively on Halloween Eve.

The various fraternities and sorority clubs in the school were vying to pull off some crazy antics, seemingly having forgotten the disastrous incident that occurred two months ago during the Ouroboros fraternity initiation test.

Yes, people can be so forgetful sometimes.

Tonight, the Medea Sisterhood's club was exceptionally popular because the sisterhood's president had invited a renowned male striptease troupe from Los Angeles to perform, dressed as bunny boys.

This attracted the attention of most of the female students at UCLA, as well as some male students with special interests. Coincidentally, the Medea Sisterhood's party was open to the public, which resulted in the club being packed with people.

The Sisterhood of Medea had to assign people to restrict entry; basically, for every person who left, one person could enter, unless you were a member of the Sisterhood of Medea.

Roy really wanted to go out; after all, how could a straight man like him want to watch men do striptease?

What's even more outrageous is that because Roy's physique was so perfect, some members of the sorority even mistook him for a male stripper.

Never underestimate how open-minded women can be; when the mood strikes, these people are practically a pack of wild beasts.

If you don't believe me, just look at those male idol concerts. The female fans in the audience look like a bunch of wolves!

Fortunately, Roy had four female bodyguards with him when he came to the party.

Under the protection of Jennifer, Nydy, Ashley, and Meryl, Roy's virginity was at least preserved, although he was still groped quite a bit.

To be honest, Roy felt that without four female bodyguards, he definitely wouldn't be able to walk out of the club standing up.

Squeezing through the crowd, Roy, led by Jennifer, arrived at the second floor of the club, a place reserved for official members of the sorority; those who dislike crowds stayed here.

The dance performance was even more...eye-searing when viewed from the second floor.

The female students here were also more composed; even when they saw Roy's perfect figure dressed as Captain America, they didn't try to grope him.

At most, they would come over and try to strike up a conversation, handing over a small note or something, completely ignoring the four beautiful women beside Roy.

That way, Jennifer and the others won't be able to stop them.

The shield in Roy's hand was full of small notes. This shield was actually a transformation of the Leviathan Axe, only painted in Captain America's color scheme.

However, the second floor wasn't Jennifer's destination; the third floor was.

This is the top floor of the Medea Sisterhood Club. Everyone on the first floor is either a high-ranking member of the sisterhood or a special guest.

Therefore, the number of people was even smaller, with only a dozen or so people on each floor.

The third floor offers the best view, allowing you to look down on the chaotic scene below.

“Caroline Nelson, I’ve brought my boyfriend with me. What’s the plan now?”

Upon entering the third floor, Jennifer's demeanor changed abruptly, like a female warrior entering an arena.

The woman named Caroline Nelson was a short girl, seemingly several centimeters shorter than Ashley, even with high heels.

The woman was lying on the sofa, with two shirtless, muscular black men standing behind her, their postures resembling those of villains in a movie.

The club was dimly lit; if Roy hadn't had darkvision, he might not have been able to spot the two people.

"Oh? Morgan, you've got Steve Rogers as your boyfriend?"

"His name is Roy Black, not Steve Rogers."

Jennifer held her head high, her face radiating pride.

Roy had already figured out what Jennifer meant; Jennifer clearly wanted to show off her boyfriend.

Caroline Nelson gave Roy a surprised look. Even with Captain America's mask on, Roy's perfect jawline and overflowing masculinity were still evident.

Compared to Roy, Caroline suddenly felt that the two black men behind her were weaklings.

Caroline's face immediately showed a jealous expression.

"Really? Who is Roy Black? Is he a male model from some nightclub? He certainly looks quite presentable."

Upon hearing this, Jennifer immediately became furious.

If Caroline directly insulted Jennifer, she would at most offer a few sarcastic remarks, but if she insulted Roy, it would be tantamount to starting a war.

"Caroline Nelson, you'd better apologize to Roy!"

Caroline crossed her arms and smiled crookedly.

"What? Did I hit the nail on the head?"

At that moment, another girl on the third floor suddenly spoke up.

"Roy Black, I think that's the name of a boxing champion from this year's Sydney Olympics?"

These words instantly wiped the smile off Caroline's face.

"That's right, Roy is this year's Olympic heavyweight boxing champion!"

Jennifer's expression was radiant; she must have wanted to announce to the world long ago that her boyfriend was Roy Black.

Family members, who knows!
Having such a wonderful boyfriend, yet unable to tell anyone, do you know how much Jennifer suffers from keeping it all inside?

Suddenly, everyone on the third floor focused their attention on Roy.

It's hard to say about other sports, but boxing is a major sport for America, so this championship is quite prestigious.

A barrage of vulgar and offensive language came from all directions, causing Roy's face to darken.

"Wow, he's a world champion! No wonder he's so strong!"

"I haven't experienced the taste of being a world champion yet, so I wonder if it's different from other sports students?"

"Morgan, could you lend me Mr. Black for a few days? If you're willing to lend him to me for a few days, I'll support you today!"

……

Roy felt like he had stumbled into a den of female hooligans. Were these sorority girls really this cunning?

If Jennifer could hear Roy's inner thoughts, she would definitely tell him that's exactly how he plays the game.

Otherwise, where did Jennifer learn that new trick she showed off at the villa last time? She learned it by observing others at the sorority club.

Caroline was a little unhappy to hear everyone trying to get close to Jennifer.

"Hmph! What world champion? He's just a boxer! In my opinion, he's no different from those male dancers on the first floor."

Jennifer walked up to Caroline, stared into her eyes, and challenged her to a head-on confrontation.

"That's still better than yours! Yours probably isn't enough for you anymore, right? That's why you take these two black guys with you everywhere you go!"

Upon hearing the word "nigger," the two black men's faces turned angry, but they could only sullenly remain silent; this was not a place where they could run wild.

How dare you say that!

The black man was unharmed, but Caroline jumped up in anger.

How dare you say such a thing!

There are some things that everyone knows, including Caroline herself, but she can't say them out loud.

Like the Emperor's New Clothes, if no one says anything, it's fine. But once a child reveals the truth, it becomes incredibly embarrassing.

Caroline, in a moment of weakness, couldn't hold back and reached out to slap Jennifer across the face.

Jennifer had been waiting for this moment. The reason she walked up to Caroline was to make it easier for Caroline to act when she lost her temper.

If Caroline were to strike in full view of everyone, she would be breaking the sorority's rules and becoming the one in the wrong, thus giving Jennifer a legitimate reason to defend herself. Furthermore, given Jennifer's current physical condition, how could Caroline possibly possibly hit her? It's a classic case of baiting the hand that feeds her.

Jennifer gripped Caroline's wrist like an iron clamp, rendering her unable to move.

"As you all saw, it was Nelson who struck first."

The dozen or so high-ranking members of the Medea Sisterhood watched this scene with great interest, none of them offering any advice, all quietly observing the spectacle.

Then, Jennifer slapped Caroline, stunning her.

"You, you actually dared to hit me!"

The two black men behind Caroline's sofa immediately came over, seemingly intending to make a move.

Seeing this, Roy also stepped forward, intimidating the two black men.

"This is a matter between women. If you want to fight, come find me!"

The two black men exchanged a glance. It wouldn't look good if they hit a woman, but it would be even worse if they hit Roy.

These two guys are just building up muscles that look good but have no real fighting ability. How could they possibly beat an Olympic heavyweight boxing champion?
Jennifer released Caroline's hand and stopped hitting her.

"Nelson, I've fulfilled my bet. From now on, you must bow your head whenever you see me, understand?"

After saying that, Jennifer turned and left, leaving Caroline gritting her teeth and acting hysterically.

"Useless! You're all useless! Why won't you help me!"

"Miss, that lady is also a woman!"

"Then go beat up that pretty boy! Did you guys build all those muscles for nothing?"

Caroline probably doesn't know that there is no positive correlation between muscle size and fighting skills.

In fact, many polar bear-type boxers don't have obvious muscle definition, but they are very resilient and their punches are not light, making them able to easily deal with these two muscular black men.

Roy and his friends couldn't hear the rest of the conversation; it was just too noisy inside the club.

However, Roy noticed that Jennifer seemed very happy, walking as if she were about to fly.

"Jennifer, are you happy now?"

Jennifer nodded, then suddenly hugged Roy and kissed him on the lips until she felt like she had no air left in her lungs before letting go.

"I'm really happy today!"

Then, Jennifer explained to Roy why she had brought him to the sorority.

The person who just mentioned it, Caroline Nelson, has been making things difficult for Jennifer ever since she joined the Medea Sisterhood, probably because Jennifer is beautiful but comes from a very ordinary background.

So Jennifer made a bet with Carolyn Nelson to prove her worth, and the way to prove it was by bringing a great boyfriend.

This bet sounds childish, but what kind of tricks can a bunch of pampered young ladies in a sorority come up with?

"I've wanted to slap that woman for ages, it felt so good!"

Jennifer's face was filled with indescribable joy, showing that she was truly happy.

"So where should we go next?"

Roy glanced at his watch. It was only 12 p.m., and there were still four hours until midnight, plenty of time.

"Hmm—the sorority party isn't going to be very interesting tonight, so how about we just take a stroll around campus?"

At that moment, Nidi suddenly made a suggestion.

"We can go to Santa Monica Beach! I saw on the forum that there's a cosplay event there tonight! Our outfits are perfect for it!"

The idea was good and everyone agreed. The five of them then left the Medea Sisterhood and strolled toward Santa Monica Beach.

The UCLA campus isn't too far from Santa Monica Beach; it's about a 30-minute walk, and you can use Mason's digital camera to capture the beautiful moments of a few girls along the way.

Along the way, you can also see other people dressed in strange and unusual clothes.

Passersby with cameras saw Roy and his five Avengers teammates and offered to take their pictures.

Roy and the others have such great figures and charisma that they look like characters from a comic book come to life.

By the time they reached Santa Monica Beach, Roy and his friends had already taken dozens of photos, all with a Polaroid camera.

The camera owner was very thoughtful and took a few photos for Roy and his friends as souvenirs. Everyone had a great time.

I just arrived at Santa Monica Beach, and fireworks were going off on the beach.

This area is already a popular tourist destination in Los Angeles, and it gets even more crowded on Halloween Eve.

Many families come here together to play, and there are a lot of children.

Roy and his friends quickly found the cosplay event venue that Nidi had mentioned. It was located near the Santa Monica pier, where a group of comic book enthusiasts had specifically applied for an area to cosplay.

As a result, a large number of superheroes appeared at the scene.

There were all sorts of superheroes; Roy saw at least a dozen Captain Americas.

However, Captain America's equipment is definitely not as good as Roy's; at least Roy's shield is made of the real deal.

The five of them had a great time, and time flew by.

Suddenly, Roy noticed a familiar figure from behind, so he crept over quietly, intending to scare the person.

"Sister Saltana!"

Saltana, who was on duty, was indeed startled by Roy.

"Ah! Roy? What are you doing here?"

"It's Halloween today! Why can't I be here?"

Saltana rubbed her temples.

"You're right! I've probably been a bit overwhelmed with work lately!"

At this moment, Jennifer, Nydy, Ashley, and Meryl also came over to greet Saltana.

The group of people had met before and knew each other.

"Sister Saltana, are you very tired lately?"

Roy noticed that Saltana had dark circles under her eyes again, indicating that she hadn't been sleeping well for a while.

"Sigh, that's how Halloween is. Every year, Halloween is a day when supernatural events happen frequently, so FEA is especially busy on this day. But it will be better after this busy period, and there will be a more relaxed time afterward, and I can take a vacation."

Roy understood what was going on.

When people are on holiday to relax and have fun, it is often a busy time for some departments.

"Sister Saltana, then we won't disturb your post any longer! Call me anytime if you encounter any problems!"

Roy took his phone out of his inventory and showed it to them, then glanced at the screen and saw a lot of missed calls.

There are Lilith's, there are Ella's, and the most recent one is Dalia's.

Here's a picture of Saltana.

(End of this chapter)