While Scott and Agent Dan were both investigating the plane crash, on the other side of Iowa, John was still on a journey to head back to Sunshine Valley. He walked for days without any food or water, his clothes were torn up from the police station and the plane crash, and his face being ripped up with the ride side of his face being torn off showing less of the skin and a bit more of the bone. His right ear is still ripped off and most of the hair is being ripped off. Leaving only his left side of his scalp with hair.
At this point, as long as John couldn't hear his brother's voices, he wouldn't mind his new looks, knowing his only goal is to head back to Sunshine Valley to achieve his fantasy he truly desires.
After John finished drinking from the pond, John resumed his journey. He left the woods and approached the highway with many cars passing him.
Many drivers, who passed him, were horrified by the new look he gave himself. Their faces were full of disgust and couldn't handle the amount of loose skin that was falling from his body.
"THE HELL ARE YOU LOOKING AT!" John yelled at the drivers.
However, there was no response, not giving John any attention.
"Aw fuck them." John walked on the side of the highway.
"I can't believe it's already Thursday and half of Spring Break is over. I should've had a party with everyone at Sunshine High. I would've been with my girlfriend. I would've been with Troy, my best man. But I can't have that because of Scott and his friends." John passes a cheap thrift store.
I thought I could heal my face, but why can't I? I have powers that are superior to this shitty world. I defy what God created. And I can't even heal my face?" John looked at the window reflection of the thrift store.
"Once I get back to Sunshine Valley, I swear I'll kill those who oppose me, correct those who think my words are wrong, and most importantly, achieve the perfect ending that I truly desire for the past thirty years." John found a beige trenchcoat, sunglasses, and a ski mask to cover the torn clothes and the face that he messed up.
John left the store, wearing the clothes without paying for the clothes. The store owner tries to block him from leaving the store. However, John grabbed her head and threw her to the side, causing a huge hole in the store and the lady landing on her parked car, barely breathing.
"You're lucky, I didn't have a chance to kill you." John left the thrift store and headed back to walking on the highway.
"Even when not being in my hometown, these people have already pissed me off. I don't understand if God created the world in a week, then why would he build humanity where hate exists and those who are weaker will always be discriminated against. I thought he created a place where we can all have a chance to succeed. But I was wrong, people who are born successful will always be successful and those who are born unfortunate."
[Just like me]
John starts to remember the day of his birth. As he was developing, he can still remember even the smallest sounds when he was in his mother's womb. Once he developed eyes and limbs, he can remember what it felt like being inside. But for some reason, he felt much weaker and had a feeling of irritation for the past few months.
In late May of 1971, John Decker was born in the local hospital of Sunshine Valley.
"And it's a boy!" The nurse pulled out the baby from Mrs. Decker's womb.
As the nurse looked at the child, she was horrified when looking at the face.
[His body suffered many deformities]
His eyes were smaller than his right eye, his right hand was much smaller than his left hand with an extra finger, his body seemed to be very skinny, his eyes were very distanced from each other and his mouth was very crooked.
"Uh, Mr. Decker, would you like to cut the umbilical cord?"
"Of course." Mr. Decker, a man with a British accent and a tuxedo with a yellow tie.
Although cutting the cord, Mr. Decker was shocked by how his newborn child looked.
"Would you like to see the child, Mrs. Decker?"
"Of course." Mrs. Decker, with a British accent as well as tired and stressed from giving birth, held onto her baby.
However, when she looked at the baby's face, she was also horrified of the many deformities that she gave birth to.
"So, do you love your child Mr, and Mrs. Decker?" The nurse said.
"Of course." Mr. and Mrs. Decker smiled while sweating.
"Great! Now let me take the child and wrap him in a very warm towel." The nurse took John with her.
Mr. Decker clenched his fist.
"What did you do?" Mr. Decker's voice starts to deepen.
"What?" Mrs. Decker said in a very tired voice.
"What did you do to our child?!" Mr. Decker grabbed Mrs. Decker by her hospital gown.
"Nothing. Please Juilan, we are in a hospital. Please keep your voice down." Mrs. Decker panicked.
"Sure." Julian Decker dropped his wife. Emma Decker.
A couple of days passed and the Deckers were ready to be released. Helping with her and John in the wheelchair, Mr. Decker proudly pushed her wheelchair towards their most expensive car in all of Sunshine Valley.
"Thank you so much for helping us deliver our baby!" Mr. Decker said in a proud voice.
"You're welcome Mr. Decker. Please visit us when you have an injury or if your wife has another child." One of the doctors waved goodbye at Julian.
"I will." Mr. Decker put Emma and their baby in the backseat of their car.
In the town of Sunshine Valley, it was one of the smallest, but peaceful towns in the United States. It was full of culture with the town known for being the first town in Iowa to have the sun to rise, thus being called Sunshine Valley. The agriculture was rich with the farm animals being active and loud during the day. The residents were kind and are usually nice to those passing their town.
The Deckers were considered the most wealthy family with the mayor, Gary Robinson, a known African immigrant who turned his life around by working the hardest to become the mayor. The residents were astonished by the biggest mansion the Deckers had. It was the size of four average houses with a pool and a large garden. The difference though is that there aren't any butlers that most wealthy families had.
Opening up the gate, the Deckers came home with Mr. Decker parking in front of their door.
As they both reached home, Mr. Decker slammed the door.
"What did you do!" Mr. Decker yelled at Mrs. Decker.
"Why does our newborn look like some sort of freak!" Mr. Decker grabbed his wife.
"I-I have no idea! It must be some sort of bad luck."
"Bullshit! You did something to our baby during our pregnancy!" Mr. Decker went to the kitchen to search every cabinet.
Suddenly, Julian heard a creak under his wooden tile. Looking under, the tile was loose and when opening up the tile, he was frustrated even more.
It turns out that Mrs. Decker was hiding a ton of hard liquor, a large bong with marijuana, and a ton of rolled up cigarettes.
"You. You stupid bitch!" Julian stomped at Mrs. Decker.
"It's not what it looks like I….."
Julian slapped her really so hard that she spat out blood.
"You were doing all this shit! No wonder John looks like shit. He looks like a damn rat! I mean you knew that you would give our child deformities by giving fetal alcohol syndrome and other shit that this bastard has." Julian grabbed John.
"And this. This...….thing. IS A DISGRACE TO THE DECKER FAMILY!" Julian threw John to the wall, causing him to cry severely.
"What? WHAT THE FUCK?! YOU THREW OUR KID!" Emma tried yelling at her husband.
However, it had no effect as Julian just punched her instead.
"You shut the fuck up! I am trying to save this family. I tried to succeed with my wine brewing company back in the United Kingdom, but guess what? EVERYTHING FELL APART! Nobody wanted to buy or invest in my company. Everything fell apart! So I had no damn choice but to live in this mistake of a country and try to have a better living for the family! No matter. I have five more children that can still redeem Decker's wealth and fortune. So when that time comes, you better listen, do something about John or else I will do something to you!" Julian left his wife with a bruised face.
"AT LEAST I'M NOT A FAILURE LIKE YOU! YOU DRAGGED ME INTO THIS YOU CUNT!" Mrs. Decker said in all of her anger.
Hitting his breaking point, Julian ran back towards Mrs. Decker, picked up the nearby expensive vase and smashed it on her head, causing her to bleed from the broken shards.
"Fucking bitch." Julian left his wife heavily wounded.
Crawling towards John, John expected his mother to see whether she was okay.
[But it was the opposite]
Instead, Mrs. Decker gave him a big frown.
"You are a disappointment to this family."
[YOU DAMN RAT]
Back in the present day, John couldn't stop remembering the days where instead of being nourished by his parents, he instead was being scolded.
Since his toddler life, John has been dealt with abuse and neglect from both his mother and father, and even most of his siblings tend to ignore him.
"I was born because of my father's failure and I was still a failure even the day I was born. How do people blame me even though I had nothing to do with this? It wasn't my fault that I was born like how I used to look. I wasn't asked to be born with deformities. It was all my mother's fault. And for some reason, my mother and father's mistakes all had to be put on me."
"THIS ISN'T FAIR!" John punched the highway road, causing a huge crack on the road.
"My God. My powers. They've….gotten stronger." John looked at his fist.
Suddenly, John approached a diner. Not being able to eat for many days, he decided to walk in.
While coming in, the many customers saw him as his trenchcoat, ski mask, and glasses gave out.
Some were scared, while some really didn't care.
Sitting in the one seat booth, the waitress hesitantly walked towards John.
"M-May, I take your order?" The waitress clicked on her pen.
"I'll have five plates of fish and chips, three shepherd pies, a large plate of bangers and mash, and a cup of coffee." John said with his muffled voice.
"Sir, we serve American food, this isn't a British diner."
"Fine. I'll have a triple cheeseburger, three bowls of onion soup, a plate of chilli-cheese fries, the whole cherry pie, a large vanilla milkshake and a cup of coffee." John slowly opened up his mask to show his mouth.
"Alrighty, just let me get you your coffee." The waitress got a mug.
However, when approaching the coffee maker, it seems that all the coffee in the carafe was gone in an instant.
"Weird, I thought there was some left. Whatever, I'll make a new batch later." The waitress then went to get the cherry pie.
However, the cherry pie was instantly gone as well.
"Weird. Hey Garrick, did you order any pies from the supplier recently?" The waitress went into the kitchen.
John meanwhile, enjoyed the scorching hot coffee as well as the cherry pie that he instantly ate from his superspeed.
Looking around, John looks around the diner. And for some reason, he is starting to remember some sort of nostalgia.
He didn't know what it was, but it was in his mind somewhere.
For the whole afternoon until the evening, John had managed to eat twelve triple cheeseburgers, ten vanilla milkshakes, twenty bowls of onion soup, and three large plates of chilli-cheese fries.
The guest, the waitress, and the cooks were astonished by the amount of food that John ate. If it was like he had a large appetite.
Finishing the last french fry, John was finally full.
"Alrighty sir, here's your bill." The waitress gave John the bill.
The bill came out to be $1034.67. But for John, it was no big deal as he had a lot of money on his debit card.
"Here you go." John gave the waitress his card.
While swiping it in the machine however, the waitress saw that there was no money on the card.
"Excuse me sir, but you barely have any money left on this card."
"Can you swipe it again?"
The waitress swiped the card again, but there was nothing on there.
"Sir, how will you be paying the bill? Besides, your card has expired since...….1992?" The waitress was confused.
"DAMN IT WOMAN, YOU TRIED TO MAKE FUN OF MY WEALTH?!" John yelled at the waitress.
"Sir, you better calm down or else I'll bring the cooks out to kick your ass."
"Tsk. What are they gonna do huh?"
"Garrick!" The waitress called him and the other cooks.
There were four cooks surrounding John's booth.
"Yeah, not so fun now huh?" The waitress was biting her toothpick.
"I think it's still fun."
Garrick tried to land a punch on John, but John caught in and broke his right hand, causing permanent damage.
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHH" Garrick yelled in pain and agony.
Seeing what happened, the other cooks charged at him, but it was worthless as he took the chair that he was sitting on, dismembered it, and stabbed each of them with it, leaving them dead with blood spilling all over the floor as well as on the customers.
After John whipped the blood out of his hands, he walked towards the cook.
"I'll let you live since that was a pretty good meal you cooked up." John planned to leave the diner.
"If anyone in this diner plans to call the police on me, I swear I will kill each and every one of you and nail you to these walls. If you doubt that, then look at that waitress." John left the diner.
Suddenly, the waitress can feel many of the cutmarks everywhere on her body from head to toe, with the worst being on her neck, which she died from blood loss. Garrick was too traumatized, seeing that he has a broken hand
Outside the diner, John cleaned the blood of his new knife. "Seems a lot better than my old stiletto."
"No matter, I'll make this world a better place. A place where people can live and thrive. Sunshine High is just the beginning and I swear, I will recreate the world and solve the many flaws that God isn't able to see." Suddenly, a school bus was about to pass by John.
Seeing this new opportunity, John tries to stop the school bus.
As the bus stopped, John knocked on the school bus door.
"Can I help you?" The bus driver had a donut in his mouth.
"Excuse me, but would you mind getting off the bus? I'll be taking all these children you have back there."
"What? No. These girls are heading to their soccer game. I can't let you take this bus. You are basically kidnapping these kids." The bus driver refuses to let John on the bus.
"I see." John said calmly.
"GIVE ME THE BUS!" John ran towards the bus driver.
"THE HELL ARE YOU DOING? GET...…OFF...…THIS...…BUS!" The bus driver kicked John off the bus and closed the door, driving off.
"Nobody says no to me." John ran towards the bus.
However, as the bus driver saw John running towards them, the driver sped up the bus, cutting every lane in the highway.
"You want to play that way huh?" John then stopped for a while.
[Then he sprinted]
He was able to reach the bus in a blink of an eye. John was holding onto the stop sign of the bus, grabbed the bus driver by his jacket after breaking the window with his bare hands, and threw him off the bus, making him land on the other side of the highway, severely injuring him after being hit by a van.
The girls in the back were terrified seeing what was happening in the front with them witnessing a possible murder.
"HI GIRLS!" John then took off his glasses and ski mask.
"I'M JOHN DECKER AND IT'S TIME FOR US TO COME HOME!" John gave a very creepy smile at the girl's soccer team.
The girls were terrified by John and tried to get off the bus.
When they tried to get off the emergency exit at the back of the bus, they weren't able to due to John's knife forcing the door to be closed shut.
Some tried to escape by the window. However, John threatened them all with a gun, saying that if they tried to escape the bus, then their brains would be turned to slush.
As John drove all the girls back to Sunshine Valley, it seems that John was slowly losing his mind while gaining more power from the hatred that he suffered from years ago.