Old man Jenkins yelled as he ran towards the swordsman. His intention was to charge right through him. No human, beast, spirit or god would stop him from saving the boy. Now that his head was in the clear, he felt very guilty and thought it was his responsibility to keep Wilson alive. The swordsman raised his left hand and turned it anticlockwise as if he was tampering with a safe lock. Old man Jenkins immediately felt himself slow down a little. It was just by a little, barely noticeable but that was all the swordsman needed to take control. The swordsman swung his double handed silver claymore at old man Jenkins. Old man Jenkins knew that he was a goner if that claymore touched him. His pupils turned green and thick green mist flowed out of him to meet up with the swordsman’s sword. The sword corroded badly and by the time it hit old man Jenkins, it was pretty much just rust. The green misty veil that covered old man Jenkins’ body further corroded the sword and it broke just millise
Old man Jenkins stood in the middle of the chaos. Abilities, talismans and weapons were flying everywhere, reaping lives and destroying properties. Old man Jenkins was shrouded by his corrosive, green mist as he looked around with a panicked look boldly written on his face. He was scared for Alice, his granddaughter. He knew that she was going to die if he did not find her soon. After all, the brainwashing spell was very powerful. It made them obey orders without question and unless ordered otherwise, they would obey till they were dead. Old man Jenkins knew that none of the people that lived here were in their right senses. There was surely some spell or another, keeping them bound to this place that was known as the revolutionaries’ base. Lots of thoughts went through old man Jenkins’ mind at the same time. Where was she? Where could she be? Those f*cking elders! How could they do such a thing? Messing with people’s brains like that. What was their real motive? They said they wan
Wilson woke up abruptly with a gasp. He could feel someone holding on to him tightly. He could feel a certain kind of involuntary movement. It felt like he was being moved at an insane speed even though there was no movement in his body. His insides felt like it was being squeezed and twisted by some invisible forces. It was a confusing and very uncomfortable feeling for him. He tried to open his eyes but then found out it was already opened. It was just so dark around him, it was as if his eyes were still closed. Slowly, his eyes somehow adjusted to the darkness around him and he was able to make out bits of existences zooming past him occasionally or perhaps, it was him that was crazily zooming past them. Wilson could not make the slightest sense of it. It was confusing to say the least. Wilson tried to move his hands but the hand was gripping him firmly, his hands were gripped along with his waist. He struggled a little more and the grip got firmer, hurting Wilson a little in the p
“Ahhhhh!........ Ugh!”Wilson yelled and grunted as he hit the ground with a thud. He stood up slowly after resting in the same lying position for about seven minutes. He looked around and saw a plain barren field with zero trees and barely any grass. The field seemed to stretch on for all of eternity. At least, that was how he saw it. There did not seem to be any beasts or animals in sight and he breathed a sigh of relief. It seems like he was going to be safe for some time. A short while, probably, but it was better than nothing.“Where am I?” Wilson asked as he looked around again at the wide expanse of land with an inquisitive look on his face, mixed with a light touch of fear visible in his eyes. It was as if he was expecting or was it hoping, for someone, anyone to answer his question. He tried to listen for sounds of any kind; either man or beast, but the plain field was eerily silent. The sun scorched him badly and that was when he noticed that he was butt naked. A wave of sha
John and his seven year old son, Bryan, had ventured out of their small recluse village into the wild some couple weeks ago, in search of a rare medicinal plant that only sprouted once a year in small quantities. They lived in a geographical location that had only two seasons each year; summer which ranged from March till sometime around November and winter with the time range of November till February.The rare plant they were actively searching for, known as the ‘Summer ice plant’, had a very short life cycle, sprouting during the last two weeks of summer and dying in the first two weeks of winter. They were plants of great significance as they could cure all the common illnesses and even some rare kinds that involved ability cells. It was most useful for elemental ability users; those with fire, ice, earth and wind and related abilities as well. It was also an essential ingredient in the making of a certain kind of elixir for awakening the stagnant cells of those who have been conf
Wilson had all sorts of thoughts in his mind at the same time. ‘What sort of name was Sum-Ter? Did the founder get so bored he decided to give it a stupid name? Does the word ‘Sum-Ter’ even have any meaning?’ he looked at them again as both father and son grinned foolishly.“Why are you looking like that?” Wilson asked. For some reason, both of them suddenly stopped laughing and looked at him seriously. Then, they turned around rapidly at the doorway. Wilson followed their line of sight and saw that there was a person sweating profusely and panting with a scared look as if the world was finally coming to an end. “S….Sir…I,I….” The person, a teenager, had barely caught his breath when he opened his mouth and began to talk. The end result, he could not even say a proper sentence. But somehow, the man in front of Wilson looked at the boy as if he understood and glanced briefly at his son beside him before rushing out of the room briskly with a stern, never before seen look on his face.
Wilson walked nonstop out of the small rural village and through the plain fields for the next one week. He was beginning to believe that those horned monkeys had left an indelible 'aggression mark' of some sort on him. After all, even though he ran away and avoided being seen, some stray horned monkeys still tried to mob him. He walked on and on, refusing to stop for reasons he would rather keep to himself out of embarrassment. His feet were filled with blisters and frostbite, he could barely walk, not to mention that he was extremely cold and would have been colder if he had not grabbed a woolen coat on his way out of the village. He regretted not stopping to take any footwears. Even slippers would have been better than nothing, right?He was hungry and tired and had not stopped running these past three days due to three white-furred horned monkeys. Who knew there were white horned monkeys, anyway? Wilson remembered himself being stunned at the beauty of the white fur as he stared f
The three first gunshots had hit the tiger across its massive body. It was stunned at first as it inspected its body. When the tiger noticed it was not in any imminent danger, it turned to to the perpetrators who were not only not hidden at all but also chose to put on colorful clothing which made them very visible even from afar. They were also arguing so loudly, even Jim who was almost eaten just now could not help but shake his head in pity and embarrassment.'F*cking idiots!' Jim thought as he heard the men argue incessantly. He could not see them nor the tiger but he was sure as hell that they had made the beyond rookie mistake of taking their eyes off their prey. And tigers, being what they naturally were, would not take shit like this lying down. He felt the wind generated by the tiger's speed hit and rip at his face ten whole seconds after it had charged at the two hunters. Jim quickly struggled to break the thin ice layer and ran for his life without a second thought as he h
Colt woke up and sat up."What.... I'm awake, ain't I?" He asked himself. He was sure he was awake. Were his eyes still closed? Or why was everywhere still black? He tried to open his eyes for several minutes. "My eyes!" He jumped to his feet. Or at least tried. As soon as he moved , he hit his head hard against something. He raised his hand to touch. It felt like concrete."Div? Platoon! China? Hey! What the f*ck are you trying to pull?" He yelled. His voice echoed back to him. He touched his eyes. They were open. Why was everywhere still dark?He panicked."Hello! Anyone? Where am I? Dad? China, I bet that is you. Come on, we can talk about this. The bomb thing was just a joke. I wouldn't actually try to blow up my friend." He tried to persuade. He crawled forward as he spoke."Chan!" He changed tactics and yelled. "I'm talking to you. Answer me. Chan! Chan!"**************Wilson woke up, feeling groggy. Like most other times, it took him some ti
Wilson weaved through the thin blades of ice, like a veteran surfer through the water waves. He stretched his hand like before to grab the furious twin by the head just like he did with his brother. He had developed a liking for grabbing his opponents by the face. His fingers were only centimeters away from securing a firm grip when suddenly he felt a change in the air pressure, or was it temperature, behind him. It was hard to explain if he tried. All he knew was someone was now there. He abruptly pulled his hand back, ducked his head and awkwardly rolled to the side as quickly as he could, barely escaping a fatal knife stab to his jugular."Tsk!" It was Colt who clicked his tongue and retreated. He left Wilson and went straight for Fawn who was by now, utterly exhausted from fighting two people at once. She was bleeding from her arms and thighs and various other cuts to her torso. Her clothes were in tatters. Wilson glanced at Dash and was surprised to see him holding out bett
"Sh*t! Zek is dead!" A voice spoke from within the smoke. It sounded muffled as if something was blocking the free passage of sound."F*ck! They discovered us. Rush in and kill them. The girl is mine." A female voice ordered from within the smoke. The third sentence made Fawn chuckle. That was Diva alright.Few seconds later, the swirling smoke of poison rippled."F*ck! Wind dude already joined them.""Just jump through, you idiot." The lady ordered again.Wilson did not wait for them to approach though. The team was still outnumbered, so in a bid to try and even the playing field before it could devolve into total chaos, he stepped forward and grabbed an idiot and forcefully pulled him in before the victim could react. Jim instantly three wind blades at him while Dash dashed towards him and stabbed him as quickly and in as many vital points as possible. The victim was dead before he could even make an impact."Minus two!" Wilson called out."Remainder se
China yelled in frustration as he once again ran straight towards Jim. He had tried to send his near invisible poison towards Jim and the team over and over again but this dastardly Jim, who looked like a mock version of a businessman and never stopped talking, somehow managed to stop the spread of the poison. And what's more, he could not catch up to him either because he was way too fast for him, constantly waiting for him to close half the distance between them before boosting himself with his wind ability and running to the farthest corner again.As China neared Jim once more, Jim leaned slightly forward. His suit jacket fluttered a little. A sure sign of him harnessing his ability once again.China felt the slight sting at the back of his neck increase till his head started buzzing. A warning sign from Colt. As soon as he saw Jim blur out of sight, he immediately sprayed out his poison out of every pore of his body. A thick cloud of smoke instantly filled a meter radius
Noise abound at the Boneyard Arena in Bones Street in Tiger City, as the crowd of spectators cheered. Several teams had already duelled it out since morning and it was not only at this arena but in every other properly accounted for arena in Bones Street, Brawl Street, the seven Major Streets and even Horr's underground wrestling platforms.Never before had the officials of Tiger City paid attention to the wrestling competitions but now that they were planning to join in, they were more than willing to make their first intra city competition as memorable as possible. The competition hadn't even started properly, as that will only begin after the top 64 had been selected and broadcasted to the entire city. Even then, the preliminaries was already bumbling. Every body - individuals, gangs, organisations and even military schools - who dreamt of fame, recognition, money or just wanted to improve their skills, gathered a team of five at minimum and registered to take part in it. Qua
"Wilson! Wilson! Wilson, can you hear me?" Danny called. Wilson turned his head to look at him.Everyone thought he had a good reason for pulling attention towards him. They should have known better."You stink! Can you tone it down?"Dash and Gene Chang immediately scurried away from his side. This idiot seemed to like playing with death. It was best to stay away to avoid collateral damage. But Wilson did not attack. Instead, thin red smoke-like fumes, that Charlie, the instructor and Gene Chang had noticed emanating from him, reduced."Wilson." Charlie called. "Can you control it? You simply have to continue your thought process but slowly push it towards the direction you want it to go."Wilson nodded. For about a minute, nothing happened. Dash opened his mouth and spoke in a whisper, not wanting to break Wilson's thought process."He's taking longer than expected.""Yeah! It's not unexpected. High quality means high requirements." The instructor said.
Wilson was short of words for a long time after his mother completed the story. He quietly hugged her. Everything she had done, no matter how selfish, she had done to protect him and cure him from the curse."Thank you mom. You are the best mom I could ever ask for."Silvia smiled and sniffled. Charlie glanced at them from his lying position on the grass and sighed. They were still not done. Come on. They were only separated for about a year or so. What was there to catch up on for so long.'They are hugging again.' He grumbled under his breath. 'I should download some offline games in case of another time. Uh! I'm so bored. Finish up, man.'He dared not say it out loud though. He was not stupid. A woman who had access to spatial magi-tech and could exonerate his father's name from the long list of deceased traitors was definitely not simple. She even had connections in Tiger City itself. He wasn't stupid enough to test her patience after a long awaited reunion
Before Wolfe died, he had an illicit affair with his childhood sweetheart, Charlotte. While Wolfe was legally married and in love, it was all for the public's eyes. After all, he was a public figure and he cared a lot about how people viewed him. Maybe a little too much. If he hadn't, he probably would have married Charlotte instead.Charlotte was heavily pregnant when Wolfe jumped into the those outer worlders' ship. The knowledge made Wolfe's real wife, Monica feel betrayed. The invasion and resistance continued for a while and after some time, Monica and Charlotte met in a makeshift underground bunker while escaping for their lives. They got into a stupid fight with each other and insulted and cursed at each other. But Monica was quickly overwhelmed, she burst into tears and in a fit of rage and frustration, grabbed the bare soil beneath her and glared at Charlotte."Wolfe deceived me. He used me to boost his career. And while I suffered every night, he spent them in bed
"Some couple centuries or back, before the first invasion, your great great grandfather, I think it's two greats, was a well known modified fighter. He had the strength and grit. He was very popular for his sportsmanship and showmanship. When the aliens first struck earth, he was in the middle of the biggest fight of his career against a fellow fighter named Boxer. Boxer is the ancestor of the royal family. Grandpa Wolfe was the first person to deal a fatal blow to the alien ship. Of course, that's not what the history books say. Apparently, to further bolster their image in the eyes of the citizens of the kingdom, the historical records were altered, but the royal family and certain important families know the truth. That's why Tiger City was given its independence in the first place. As a tribute to our ancestor and to maintain a good relationship with us."Wilson blinked. He understood most of that. As usual, his observant mom noticed."We will go into details about that