Chapter four: Missing classA Chapter by ThatonedawgChapter four of SE please enjoyChapter 4: Missing class I awoke in a daze and slowly sat up, as I released
a loud yawn. It was oddly quiet and as I got out of bed I glanced at the clock.
It was almost nine! I am going to be so late! Why the hell didn't they wake me?
They’ll kick my a*s for being late, but wont wake me up on time? Rushing to
dress myself I tripped over my pant leg and fell flat on my face with a
rumbling thud. What a good way to start the day! Though falling hurt, it woke
me up fully and I sprung back continuing to get my s**t together. "Vyon! Why the hell are you still here?"
My mother shouted furiously from downstairs. "Why didn't you wake me up?" I shouted
back slipping into my jeans, which were tight enough to not warrant a belt "I thought you could handle that on your
own!" Her condescending tone was filled with frustration and disappointment. "Not my fault the alarm didn't go off!"
Shouting back, I actually felt a little guilty for being mad, but she yelled at
me first. "Just go to school!" Her violent screams
un-muffled as I opened my door and ran down the hall to the door. "Have a nice day." I muttered
sarcastically, sprinting outside as she slammed the door. Running to the sidegate, I kicked it open without
slowing down at all. Once I reached the end of the street I made the turn and
started up the long road toward school. Running was getting hard on my
breathing, so I slowed to a walk then stopped for a few seconds. Bending over,
I put my hands on my knees and took long, deep, slow breaths. One of those
breaths triggered the powerful outward pain deep within my chest. I coughed
slightly, but couldn't get air behind it. As I gasped for air, I continued to
hear coughing, hacking, and wheezing of a dismal sort. This sound caused me to
choke on my own breath and I stood up straight looking around for the source of
the added noise. From a small alley way ahead of me the noise grew louder as a
horrid, slinking creature crawled into view. It moved slowly, in deliberate,
flopping motions but I could tell it was after me. The pale, putrid yellow creature looked slick in
the sunlight as it slowly dragged itself along with two thin tube like arms.
The figure was somewhat shaped like a person, but warped beyond recognition...
It had no head, instead, the hole in its neck held a mouth similar to the first
creature I saw, with the needle thin teeth. This horrid sucking hole, lined
with bloody jagged fangs, was what produced this coughing and wheezing. This
creature did not have legs either, instead it had an abnormally long spinal
cord, which thrashed around as the creature moved. The torn apart torso
achieved mobility using its two meek arms that looked like tubes of slimy
cookie dough, dotted with dark splotches and oozing leaks. Paralyzed by the
horror I was seeing, I only managed to take a few steps backward before the long
spinal tail whipped forward and pierced my shoulder! Falling onto my side, I
cried out and clutched my now bleeding shoulder, as the creature rushed toward
me with frightening speed. Watching my feet plant beneath me, I saw a spray of
blood shoot from my calf as a thin piece of bone shot straight through and then
back out again. Crying out in torment I fell to one knee clutching the
insufferable piercing pain that grinded at my entire being.
As the abomination neared, I reared my good leg
back and landed a solid kick to the shoulder section causing it to stagger and
fall to the ground for a moment. It reacted by slashing its spiked tail around
in a small arch, but it missed narrowly. Kicking again I managed to push the
beastly torso backward and knock it to the ground with only the spinal cord
lashing about violently. At this point it was making disturbing groaning noises
as it struggled to rise. I was also having great difficulty standing. The leg
this creature hit was my already wounded one and the amount of blood I have
lost, had to be life threatening. Pushing back I tried to keep crawling away,
but once mobile again this ghastly thing pursued me with unnatural
determination. As it neared me and I prepared to kick it again, my frantic
breathing now turned to whimpers, the creature stopped and began choking. It
repeated this hacking, wretching action a few times until it seemed to force
itself to grow another jaw! Four fangs sprouted from decayed flesh, as the
shoulders of this monstrosity began to change shape. Parts of the back and
shoulders snapped grotesquely as they formed a snake like mouth around these
new fangs. A faint cry of terror escaped my lips as the monster released a
guttural roar, that sprayed blood onto the concrete from. It’s new maw aligned
with the hooked serpentine fangs, which encased the now more active throat hole.
With a lash of the spinal tail it pierced my leg a few times in rapid
succession as I tried to scramble away. Howling with pain the creature landed a
solid stab and used my weight to pull itself forward snapping violently.
Watching the horrid torso pull my leg toward the wheezing
maw, I cried out one last time but this time was answered. A blur fell from the
sky and crushed the creature beneath it with an impact so powerful I was
toppled backward a few feet. As I cleared my head, I looked up to see a tall
man rising from a crouched position, his long gray ponytail fluttering in the
wind behind him. The monstrous torso screeched and lashed at the man cutting
and stabbing him man times before it began to die. As the monsters strength
began to wane the older man grabbed a hold of the long spinal cord with ease
and delivered a powerful stomp to the creatures back. Though it was disgusting,
I enjoyed watching that thing get squashed like a f*****g bug! A wet,
splintering snap accompanied the slow, methodical separation of spinal chord
and body. The maw opened and hissed out thick black ooze as it began to
convulse. The screaming this disgusting monster made was unlike anything I have
ever heard before and when paired with the pain I felt it was unbearable. Soon
though I felt my own strength thinning and I fell flat against the ground as
the creatures cries of death began to fade. My vision was getting blurry as I
groaned, sobbed, and clutched my bleeding leg. Above me a blurry face appeared
in my field of sight, but I could barely make it out. I smiled and said thank
you a few times in a slurred voice. "I know you don't believe me... But
everything will be alright..." His words faded more and more, as I tried
to move but was only overwhelmed with crippling agony. Rolling onto my side I continued sobbing and let
out a long scream of pain that started low pitch but eventually hit a sufferingly
high note. This is not real! What if I can't walk again? Kicking my good leg in
a desperate effort to get relief I felt a hand gently touch my shoulder and I
passed out shortly after. The unending pain gripped me right until the end,
when I lost the power to remain awake. "Hello?" A distant voice called seeming
to echo in and out of my thoughts. "Is there anybody in there?" The
voice was more solid this time and closer as I felt my eyes flutter open
slightly. "Wh-where... am I?" I asked the
mysterious male voice, unable to even open my eyes yet. "Relax kid. Just be calm." He said
placing a hand on my shoulder but I stirred anyway only bringing myself pain. "Who are you?" I asked clearing my
vision after blinking several times and wincing through the pain. "Just relax! You lost a lot of blood kid. You
need to rest." His voice was a bit more stern this time and it was a
accompanied by him gripping my shoulder tighter. "Hina! Bring me
water!" He called turning away from me but then looking back as my vision
cleared fully. The older guy was tan skinned and had dark violet
colored eyes. Which caught my attention immediately. His graying hair was pulled
back into a ponytail, but it was loose and at several points had frayed free,
so it hung over his forehead unevenly. With a smile he leaned toward me, his
wrinkled forehead flexing as he lifted his eyebrows in a friendly manner. His long
chin was tipped with a thick soul patch and partial goatee, that still held a
little black color. His face was strong, but despite the sternness, he seemed
friendly, with a chill smile and beaming eyes. He leaned back after a few
seconds and examined me, making a pained face as he reached my leg with his
eyes. Looking down I was surprised to find it still attached and in tact. Though
bandaged heavily I could barely feel any pain, even when I tried to move it! Peering around the room it was like I awoke in the
past. Everything was made of wood and little technology could be seen amongst
the endless sea of books, candles, and stray papers. The old man sat on a small
wooden stool beside the well maintained bed I was resting in. The wallpaper was
peeling at every corner and the lack of electric lights told me this was a very
old house. The wooden floor boards, each held down with four thick nails, had a
musty smell to them that gave this room an overall rustic feel. Leaning forward
I managed to sit up regardless of the old mans protests. The pain was
incredible, but after a few seconds it seemed to dull and I was able to shake
off most of it. "Where am I?" I asked again gazing
directly into his dark, colorful eyes. "You’re safe. I brought you back to my house
after you passed out." He replied, leaning back with a friendly smile
growing across his face. "What happened? What was that... thing?"
My weak quivering words did not match my intense staring face at all. Just then a young woman stepped into the doorway
behind him. Her vibrant green eyes shone with youth and intrigue as she stared
at me for a few moments. Her brown hair was done into a bun behind her head
except for one thin braid that hung down the left side of her face, behind her
ear. She was wearing a simple pink shirt and brown cargo shorts with laces
hanging from the leg holes. She had a petite figure and a pouty set of cheeks,
but her vivid smile was by far the most noticeable feature. Approaching she
smiled even wider and handed me a glass of water. Snatching it, I gulped it
down, quickly realizing I was dying of thirst! With a long pleasured sigh, I
panted for a few seconds once I finished the water.
"No problem! How ya feelin?" She asked
putting a hand on her hip, as she took the cup back.
"Hi! My names Hina." The girl replied
bouncing in place slightly. After a moment of silence she looked uneasily at
the older dude. "This is wierd isn't it?" He muttered looking up at
her then back to me. "Yeah you look freaked out..." His nonchalant
attitude was actually sort of calming considering the last thing I remember was
so terrifying. "Alright don't get all frazzled."
Hiromasa replied throwing both hands up as he bowed his head for a moment.
"What you saw is called a Fuzen. I can only assume you have been seeing
them more and more lately huh?" His tone got a bit more serious as he
leaned up in his chair to speak with me. "You see them too? I-I'm not crazy?" My
shaky questions spilled out the second I heard any shred of explanation.
"What the hell are you talking about?" I
practically shouted now, my face tightening with frustration and bits of fear. "Vyon you may not know this but you are
very... different. You aren't human..." Hiromasa began to explain, his
uneasy words and wandering eyes only put more stress on my throbbing mind. "Now you sound crazy! What the hell are you
talking about?" I was shouting now but they didn't seem too concerned
about that at all.
"I know it is alot to take in, but considering
what you saw is this really that far fetched?" Hina asked tilting her head
and folding her arms.
"You’re right... Thank you Hiromasa." My
response came quickly since that was a bad way of handling this situation.
"I'm sorry, but you do understand how hard this is to believe?" My
question held all of my courtesy and I tried my hardest to sound genuine. "Given what you’ve seen... is this so hard to
try and accept?" Hina replied by repeating her previous statement with
emphasis on the word try. Silence took hold of my mouth, as I continually
searched for words to debate with. She was completely right though and I had no
room for arguing. These last three days I've felt like I was going insane so
hearing this, however hard to believe, makes me feel better. Before it felt
like I was in a waking nightmare and I had no one to lean on... not even my
friends. Something deep inside of me was still not ready to fully trust these
two strangers, but my curiosity was peaked. With a deep breath I looked up at
them, a reluctant smile growing as I sighed with confusion. The more I tried to
rationalize what I have been seeing, the more I was intrigued by the words they
spoke. Not that I believe it entirely, but I am interested in what they had to
say and was willing to listen. "What makes you think I am a..." The
words trailed from my opened mouth as I tried to remember what he called it. "A Sin splitter." Hiro repeated plainly.
"I know you are one, because normal people cannot see Fuzen without
special training." His explanation left much to be desired, but at lest he
was answering me. "What exaclty is a... Fuzen?" My
questioning tone slowly turned from disbelief to expectation as I spoke. "To put it simply they are negative emotions
manifested into physical form. Understand?" Hiromasa, though seemingly
wise, spoke complete nonsense. "Not really..." I muttered awkwardly
looking at my bandaged knee.
"I love this story!" Hina exclaimed
dropping to the floor in a seated position. "Back when the universe was first created
only two forces existed, the Angel and the Demon. Good and evil. They were at
war with one another over who would control the planets and all their inhabitance.
The Angel eventually found victory by creating Sin splitters to defeat the
armies of the Demon and protect humanity. But as the Demon was defeated he
cursed mortal beings with hate, rage, malice, jealousy, and all other bad
emotions. These negative forces create Fuzen who take horrid forms and live
only to consume more lives. You are a descendant of one of the Angels soldiers...
you are a Sin splitter. Making any sense kid?" Hiromasa spoke as if these
words had left his mouth many times before, but comprehending what he said, I
was still unable to just accept it easily... "I don't really know what to say..." I
muttered scanning his face then looking at Hina who had a fading smile. "It sounds really hard to believe, but is
what you saw earlier any easier to understand?" Hiro asked raising an
eyebrow as he saw I still had no counter point to that statement. “We need to find another argument Hiro…” Hina
shook her head, palm across her face. "So what I have been seeing lately... are bad
feelings?" I asked after a few seconds of repeating all that he has said
in my brain. "Actually, at one point every Fuzen was a
human being..." Hiromasa said somberly as he bowed his head for a moment. "What? They aren't human!" I snapped, as
I thought back to the horrid creatures I encountered over the last three days.
"They don't look much like humans..." My words slipped out in
whispers, as I tried to process this new info quickly but was unable to. "Yes, they were at one point human. All of
them…" Hina replied sternly, her face growing into a cold scowl as she
stared at the floor. "When enough negativity possesses a host that
persons soul is slowly sealed away." Hiro began to explain drawing Hina's
gaze. "Once this happens the human body will begin to mutate and then they
are a Fuzen within a few days..." His words trailed off and I felt my
entire body tense with anger. If this is true then, my friends... my family is
in danger! What if this happened to Lyra? I could not live with myself if I let
anything happen to her or anyone else I loved! Something seemed to snap and I
began to believe them more and more. Just listening is one thing, but thinking
back on the awful monsters I have been seeing lately, I feared for myself and
my family. So many questions flooded my head like a dam just broke open,
allowing me to think on a different level. The harder I tried to pick a single
question the more insignificant it seemed compared to other things I wanted to
ask. "You said I have the power to destroy
Fuzen... How did I get that power?" I asked, immediately wanting to change
my question. "Normally when a person is born they have one
half of their own soul and one half of their ancestors souls. This usually
mixes and creates one unique spirit for that person, but in a Sin splitters
case, they never coalesce." He explained moving his hands around as he
spoke for visual aid. "Having only half our spirit brings us closer to the
afterlife, which allows us to see Fuzen. The dormant ancestral spirit can be
used to harm Fuzen in a multitude of ways." His explanation though still
bizarre was very interesting to listen to. A small sigh escaped my lips when he was finished
speaking. Since I don't know my parents or my family tree, I was unaware they
were freaks of nature. One half of my brain was struggling to believe, but the
other half simply wanted to learn more! This may be absolute bat-s**t
nonesensen, but... I do believe what I’ve been experiencing is far beyond
insanity! If I am a... Sin splitter then I will need to know all about my
enemy, the Fuzen. Suddenly my chest was struck with waves of forceful pain.
Clawing at my torso through my shirt, I let out a loud groan of agony as I
flailed on the bed, unable to find relief. After a few moments it died down and
I was left breathing heavily still unable to explain this internal pressure. "Have you been dealing with that
lately?" Hiromasa asked once I had calmed down and my breathing steadied.
"That is the feeling of your powers trying to
reach the surface." Again he would have sounded crazy had I not been in
such pain. "We can easily coax it out and the pain will subside." His
words were like painkillers as hearing them instantly made me feel better. "How does that work?" I responded after
catching my breath and gulping a few times to remove unwanted saliva from my
mouth. "Just relax Vyon. I need to ask... are you
committed to this?" His broad voice became somewhat hoarse as he asked his
question. "I cannot force you to change your life, but you will never be
able to escape your purpose. Fuzen will constantly hunt you and everyone you
care about..." His gravelly voice returned to its strong state, as he
warned me with only a scrap of sympathy. "Then when can I start fighting back?" I
asked using the strongest voice I could muster. "He reminds me of you a little bit Hiro!"
Hina's voice chimed in and reminded me she was in the room. "This is your last chance Vyon."
Hiromasa declared intently staring deep into my eyes as he put his hand out
toward me. "If you take my hand, your life will never be the same. You
will have a level of responsibility that you can’t begin to imagine..."
His sullen voice was smoother than his normal speaking voice, but sounded more
passionate. "You will be the only thing standing between life and death.
But you will not be alone." He scanned my face with unblinking eyes, which
made me uncomfortable, so I looked at the bed to try and focus the whirlwind in
my head. Images of my friendly family slowly conjured
before my eyes. Lovely Lyra with her vibrant personality slowly faded into the
frightening darkness of my shut eyes. Stalwart Shio standing silently awaiting
a friend became a distant vision as I thought of Fuzen finding him first. Zephyr
souled Zenex ran to greet me but fell into a deep pool of emptiness and
vanished from sight. Mentally mastered Maxwell looked up at me just as he was
torn from view by a series of clawed hands. Tears developed, but I blinked them
away and inhaled heavily to prevent them from returning. The thought of any one
of them being harmed caused a violent headache to grow across my brain. Even
worse, if those monsters are created by negative emotions... then how many have
I created during my long life of hatred and anger? If a Fuzen made from me hurt
one of my friends... I wouldn't be able to go on living... "There is no doubt in my mind..." I
slowly stated raising my head to stare at his dark purple eyes. "I want...
No, I have to do this!" I replied taking his hand in a strong grasp and
shaping my face to show ultimate confidence. "If that is the path you choose to
follow..." He muttered under his breath looking at the floor for a second.
"Sorry about this..." His eyes shot back to mine and began to glow a
vibrant violet. Suddenly the pain in my chest returned, one hundred
times worse. The powerful driving pain was pushing inward this time, which hurt
so much more! Thrashing in dismay, I tried to release my hand from his grasp,
but was unable to. Trying to cry out I found that my voice was not working.
Instead I just gasped lightly and continued to writhe. Pressure built inside my
chest and I fell from the bed staring up at Hiromasa. He peered back unblinking
and unflinching, while I begged for mercy. Pulling with all my remaining
strength, I began sputtering half breaths as I tried to speak, but my words
died before leaving my mouth. My entire body felt like it was being smashed
through a vice and his hand was winding it closed with a simple touch. This
horrible inward crushing feeling seemed to generate from him just being near
me, as pulling away made the pain reduce slightly even though he still held me
firmly. Deep inside of me beyond the crushing feeling I felt that outward
pressure spark back into existence and began burning strong. This feeling grew
and grew until I no longer felt the crushing force and the outward pressure was
no longer painful. His grasp loosened and I yanked my hand away scrambling to
the corner of the room uncontrollably. This feeling... the outward pushing
inside my chest was different. Now it felt more like an inner warmth and my
body felt lighter now, as I wearily tried to rise to my feet. It was as if
something was internally carrying me, holding my body up, when I had no
strength remaining. "What the hell was that?" My furious
words shot out as I caught my breath. "Your other soul was asleep and I had to use
my own power to wake it up." Though I could understand his words I didn't
understand the pain. "It is a very common procedure amongst Sin
splitters." Hiromasa finished his statement with a small nod of his head. Attempting to stand again my knees gave out and I
fell to all fours with a small cry of pain. "Do you need help?" Hina
instantly offered her voice full of sympathy. "No... I'll be fine." My voice betrayed
me as it sounded like I struggled to speak. "Sorry kid. I really hated doing that, but it
needed to happen." Hiro's apologetic tone mixed with his sincere gaze made
me feel bad for getting angry. "You should, honestly, try to get used to
it." Hina said as she stood up easily. "In our line of work we take
some hits. It would be a good idea to get used to pain." Her tone sunk a
little, but Hiromasa nodded in confirmation adamantly. "How do you feel Vyon?" He asked with a
certain level of worry in his voice, which made me feel... accepted. "Really weird, there is a wild feeling in my
chest. I haven't felt anything like it before..." My voice trailed off as
focusing on this feeling made it intensify. "Don't worry this feeling will become natural
to you in a very short while." Hiromasa said hauling me to my feet.
"That pushing feeling is your ancestors power finding it's way around your
body and mind." Hiro finished tapping me in the chest with two fingers.
Waving for me to follow he headed out of the
doorway and through his house. We entered a much larger room that was a double
ended hallway attached to an open living room. Two closed doors stood at each
end of this hall and the front door was open leaving only the screen to stop
intruders. A simple television set sat in this room opposite a worn tan couch,
all atop a fraying rug. Three tall stools waited at the kitchen island, which
was a type of granite. It was a little unsettling to walk through a strangers
house but I followed eagerly. Pushing the door open I understood why he left
his door unlocked and opened. We’re in the middle of the woods! Though
connected to the southern portion of the school grounds, the forest surrounding
us stretched for miles into the next state. A small wooden fence separated the
somewhat tamed landscape, from the wilds of nature. It felt good to breath out
here and the sweet feeling of freedom tinted every breath. You could
practically taste the trees, which crisped the air with their presence. "Vyon, here you will learn the basics of
being a Sin splitter." Hiromasa called back causing me to straighten up
intently. "I'll do my best!" I replied firmly,
which caused an odd smile from him. "First technique you should learn is how to
summon your aura." Hiromasa spoke lifting one hand toward the end of his
statement. Hina stepped back and pulled me along, as Hiromasa
widened his stance. Dust shot out from beneath him, as loud rumbling began to emanate
from the ground. Closing his eyes Hiromasa slowly lifted one hand as a high
pitched charging sound followed it into an uproar. An immense wave of phantom
force hit me and I staggered from its sudden arrival. Closing his hand a thin
corona of purple light slowly grew from his being as the sound grew unstable,
like crackling electricity. Throwing his arm downward he left a trail of purple
flame that spread around him in an expanding sphere! Before my eyes I watched
as another human being was burned alive until even his silhouette was obscured
from view! Staring as the fire swirled in a tornado shape, it seemed to slow
for a second before being blasted outward in a raging plume. In the center
stood Hiromasa with an aura of furious purple flame all around him. His wrists
and ankles produced constant jets of fire in elongated upward streams. All
around him violet pyrotechnics danced and sailed about in a mobile bonfire that
outlined his body. I could hear it crackling, burning away at his body and
clothes, but nothing was damaged! As he stepped forward I felt the crushing
force shove me harder and I quickly understood this must be the power he has
been talking about. The violet inferno flowed behind him like a wind struck cloak
as he moved! Never for a second did he fully escaping the tomb of unearthly
fire! Holy hell! Wh-what am I seeing? H-how is this... "This is called a sin aura." Hiromasa
said triumphantly, holding a blazing hand outward for effect. "It is what
happens when you, as a sin splitter, try to use your ancestral soul instead of
your birth given one." The way he explained it made little sense but I was
eager as hell to try it! "That's badass! Holy s**t, that’s so cool!
Does it hurt, do you feel it?" I called out staring wide eyed at the fiery
whirlwind. “No this is spiritual energy, not actual fire. I
feel no pain.” Hiro responded, transfixing me with even the slightest
movements. Each and every movement caused reactions from his
cloak of conflagration. A simple wave of the hand unleashed a hellish crackling
and waves discharged heat. Each step called roars from the inferno and
scattered torch like plumes from his lower body. Embers were released from his
illuminated form, giving the illusion of him burning alive, yet he stood fine.
Watching another human being ignite with scorching force would’ve petrified
most, but his confidence and the sheer awe kept pushing my emotions toward
rapture. "Wow, holy s**t... So that lets you kill
Fuzen?" I asked stepping toward him against an invisible wall of force.
"Alright so how do I... do that?" I
pointed at his aura, again feeling stupid for the way I asked my question. "Focus on that feeling in your chest. Let it
fill your senses." Hiro explained placing two fingers on his chest and
tapping a few times. "Yeah I can feel it..." I trailed off as
I began focusing on the enigmatic feeling, deep within my heart. "You always will!" Hiromasa chuckled
softly. "All you have to do, is focus on that feeling enough and you will
summon your aura." He continued pushing strands of hair from his face. His words puzzled me a little, but I soon decided
it must be as simple as he says. Closing my eyes the outward pressure became
easier to concentrate upon. Cutting off the worlds stimuli, I began to feel
this rampant storm fluxuate. After several seconds of silence, I felt a small
flutter deep within my body. A spark of intensity at the center of my chest,
like a single hand pushing harder amongst the rest. It was a shocking feeling
and that quickly broke my concentration. Trying again I failed this time due to
the overwhelming force Hiromasa was radiating. The third time I really thought
I had it, but as it began to grow, the gathered pressure scattered around my
body, which felt really weird! Like a windstorm had been captured and my body
was used as the vessel to house it! "I'm sort of feeling it, but your... uh, aura
is breaking my focus." My words weren't as bad this time, but I do hate
the way I talk. "Lets just pretend my aura represents a Fuzen
trying to claw your eyes out." He scoffed in response flaring the burning
shell that encased his personal space. "Alright chill, I get it.” Waving a hand his
way showed I understood. This time I shut out as much as I possibly could.
I listened to my breathing and I closed my eyes tight. Within my chest this
outward force began to slowly spread to my shoulders and down my stomach. As
this feeling reached my hands I clenched them into fists causing my body heat
to spike. The shifting waves of potent pressure moved through my entire body
and I felt like I was going to burst a blood vessel! The heat became unbearable
and I began growling in pain as my fists lifted to my chin. My ears were
overtaken by a loud surging sound and as I opened my eyes that sound exploded
into a cacophony of bizarre proportion. All excess heat was expelled from my
body in one forceful breath, as a catastrophic noise overtook everything in my
senses! Peering around me, my world was plunged into a
blinding existence of hell like proportions. All around me I could see nothing
but bright yellow fire. With another explosion of sound, my world was shifted
and I was in Hiromasa's backyard once again. Surrounding my wrists and creeping
up my hands was a field of tangible yellow flame. Looking past my hands I could
see that the ground around my feet had been burned slightly in a small ring.
Each ankle released a torch like bundle of fiery force, that flowed lightly in
the wind behind me. Looking up I met Hiro's eyes and he smiled broadly, his
pride beaming through. Being on fire had me panicking for a few seconds, but
that quickly succumbed to my excitement and I began laughing uneasily.
"Holy hell, this is incredible!" My
voice cried out over the ambient burning sound.
"Each power is unique to us, our
individuality and ancestors make it so." Hiromasa allowed his aura to
vanish as he began to speak. "Some Sin splitters have chaotic energy that
is difficult to control, but some have smooth, flowing power that is easily
manipulated." As he said this he shot a quick grin toward Hina, then
shared it with me. "Am I... strong?" The question felt
weighted and my heart sank a little upon asking it.
"Just watch for right now. Remember, we’re
just trying to get you acclimated. Don't rush yourself." His response was
paired with his aura’s flaring into existence.
The purple violet flames burned almost separately
from him, the conduit, holding its shape together. Watching his trail of cosmic
flames flow behind him I saw him take a strange stance for a moment, like a
runner preparing for a race. He kicked off the ground with both feet, his back
leg extending fully to propel him forward, but he didn't go far... As he moved
forward his entire figure vanished in an instant! A gray blur laced with purple
flames replaced my image of him, once he completed this sprining motion. Before
I could even react, a cloud of violet fire burst into existence across the
yard... He just teleported! Though not an impressive distance the speed was astonishing!
With another kick off the ground, he transported from one location to the other
within seconds. My eyes must have looked like dinner plates, as I stared in slack
jawed amazement. He laughed a bit then shook my shoulder playfully to get my
attention. "Try it! Bring your aura up." Hiromasa commanded,
waving a hand upward simultaneously.
"This technique is called soul sprint. It’s
pretty simple, but like anything, it’ll take practice to master. Best
instructions I can give you, is to focus on where you want to go." Hiro
explained pointing straight at the goal, his fence across the yard.
"Imagine the time it would take to get there. Pretend you’re already there
once you start moving." He continued stepping away from me, his voice
hinting at excitement. "Alright..." I whispered taking a moment
to ponder those instructions. Though it felt bizzare accepting all this so
swiftly, it was impossible to ignore how excited I was. Seeing is believing
after all! Unsure of how to proceed, I tried to copy his actions. I bent my
knee’s and kicked off, but only sailed forward a few feet, then touched down.
Staring at the trees across the yard, I pictured myself standing over there, as
instructed. Broken light punched through the canopy and
spilled over my skin. The sickly sweet smell of nature surrounded my senses
like fog. The uneven ground beneath my feet was jagged with rocks and branches.
Keeping all of this in my mind vividly, I tried again. It wasn’t what I
expected, but I felt a sudden push throw me forward. Like I was shoved from behind,
a sudden force amplified my own efforts. Next thing I knew, my feet were
touching down in the middle of the yard! Even though I didn't make it across
the lawn, I had moved a dramatic distance for such a small leap! The blinding
fire encasing me flared wildly, but settled once I did. It was a bit disorienting, suddenly being
somewhere else, but the power I weilded was far more mind boggling. It took me
a few seconds to believe it, but the feeling was to natural. Within seconds I
was moving like a bullet! Darting around the yard, I let out shouts of joy each
time I appeared. Looking toward Hiro with a face filling grin, I saw him vanish
from existence without so much as a step. A spreading wall of purple fire
appeared before me, quickly regrouping on him once he appeared. "See it's easy!" He said making an OK
sign with his hand. "Were running out of daylight, so lets move on."
Hiromasa used his hand like a visor to peer through the tall trees. "What
I want to show you next... will be a dream come true." Hiromasa stated,
brimming with constrained smiles. "In the last hour you told me I'm a super
hero! What other dreams could I have?" My excited voice came out in
rampant bursts. The sudden sound of flowing fire and whipping
clothing caught my attention. Looking for Hiro, all I saw was a column of purple
flame, slowly flowing upward as it dispersed. Tracking it, my eyes shot to the
sky and found Hiromasa, standing motionlessly in the air! The inferno
surrounding his lower body had focused under his feet and burned up his legs tighter
than normal. With a loud gasp, he lowered a few feet with effortless grace!
"I... can... fly?" Unable to speak
easily, my brain forced these words out as I slowly grabbed my head in
disbelief. "Yes, Vyon. You can fly!" Hiromasa
paired this magical statement with a series of acrobatic movements, including a
barrel roll! My overwhelming excitement led me to try
immediately! I leapt into the air focusing on already being in the sky. It did
not work however... I appeared in front of Hiromasa for just a few moments but
then began falling. Flailing and shouting, I fell quite a far distance and hit
the ground flat on my back! Instantly winded, I groaned and rolled onto my side
wheezing out weak sputtering breaths. Coughing loudly, spit flew from my mouth
and I fell onto my back again, moaning in pain. Hina appeared in my vision and
smiled down at me with pained, sympathetic eyes. She held her hand out and
grabbing hold I felt her pull me to my feet. Hiromasa was laughing heavily as
my hearing and vision cleared. Floating downward, he dropped to the ground and
pat me on the shoulder.
"I was eager... sorry." Straining I
managed to push these words out, battling pain internally.
"You alright?" Hina asked rubbing her
arm slightly. "Yeah, I'm fine." My replied was
strained due to the pain shooting through my spine. "This is a great opportunity to show you
another power you have!" Hiromasa exclaimed causing Hina's face to
brighten.
"Just try and focus your energy. If you can
concentrate it on your wounds then the pain will go away!" Hiromasa
explained sternly, but at first I didn't listen.
"Wow... that was... that felt..." My
voice was still a bit shaky as I trailed off in thought. "Just remember, it does not actually close
your wounds. If you are bleeding this will only stop the pain, but not heal
your body." Hiromasa used a warning tone, which caught my attention
quickly. "Alright, I'll keep that in mind." My
response was genuine as something told me I would be wounded on the
"job".
"Damn right!" Saying this I almost
jumped again but instead just lifted onto my toes for a few seconds.
"Don't think about it Vyon! Just focus on
your legs and pretend your aren't standing!" He called down, putting his
hands to his mouth for amplification. “Imagine you can walk on the air like stairs. Make
gravity your b***h.” Hina said this so casually, I had to laugh.
"Vyon! Once your in the air it takes zero
effort! Now get up here!" Hiromasa's commanding voice had a hint of
support behind it. “Come on fly, now!” He shouted. Once I heard this it all sort of clicked. As if
simply asking my body to fly, it levitated further. No way... I-I'm f*****g
flying! I’M REALLY FLYING! Rocketing upward (at a pitiful pace), I sailed
passed Hiromasa and into the sky with a loud cheer. Tearing across the sky I
listened to the flapping of the soaring flames, as they trailed behind me. The
wind in my face and the warmth of my aura was an incredible combination of
feelings as well! Stopping before I went to far I could see all the way into
the next county! The freeway stretching on for miles looked like a dark river
below me! You cannot imagine the freedom of flying freely! No object held me
aloft and no seat kept me in place, I soared on the mental wings of my spirit!
Walking felt pitiful now and if I had my way, my feet will never touch land
again! On my way back, I realized how far I actually went! I also discovered
that emotion somehow tied into flying, as I was going a lot faster when I was
more excited. With a few good thoughts I was cooking again! Hiro's huge cloud
of billowing flame came into view and I struggled to slow down. Swinging my
arms in panic, I found that I didn't know how to stop! A painful jarring hit my
body as I was caught by the back of my neck. "Come here, slow down boy!" Hiromasa
shouted in frustration, after he caught and swung me around to a stop.
"Relax! Calm down or your going to fall!" Shouting at me as I
flailed, he used a warning tone to get my attention.
It felt like my legs were on a turntable, each
foot standing on a different disc. Any time my feet would slip I felt my body plummet
forward. I managed to catch myself with a swift kick of my leg, and a bit of
extra focus. Eventually I think I got it under control... More I think I got
used to the feeling of using thin air as solid ground. With a small sigh my
body lowered ever so slightly and I felt my feet hit something. As if standing
on invisible platforms, each of my feet were firmly planted on nothing but
mystic fire! The feeling was so surreal... to be standing on nothing, yet it
felt as solid as concrete. Overwhelmed with the whole experience, I let out a
howl of triumphant joy, throwing my arms up. This shifted my balanced and I
flailed to maintain aerial balance! "Having fun?" Hiromasa asked floating to
my level.
"Well I'm glad." He said not happy, but
not really angry either. "Wanna race?" Hiro asked raising an eyebrow,
his tone changing toward cocky. "Sure!" I exclaimed my aura flaring with
my excitement.
"Just fly as fast as you can! Don’t stop,
don’t look away, don’t focus on anything else." Hiromasa stated this with
a bit of arrogance, but concern filled most of his voice. "How do I go as fast as I can?" I air
quoted "as fast as I can" just to be a jerk, but he only smirked. "Figure it out! You’re f*****g flying after
all!" Hiromasa stated bluntly as he rose further into the air. He lifted his arm to signal our start and I got
ready to run... Little good that did me. He shouted “go” and as I began running
I moved two steps then plummeted toward the ground. As I fell I saw Hiromasa above,
laughing wryly at my expense. Growling with anger I recovered by arching my
back at just the right time, so my legs flipped under me. Instantly I was up in
front of him, fire shooting outward from the sheer force of my movement. His
laugh turned into a competitive smile as he disappeared from view in a flash of
violet. He was already far out of sight, but as I focused
on the win I soon caught up with his fire trail! The violet embers were low to
the ground and it had passed between two canyons, over a small waterfall, then
traced a bridge. Just then, I saw him and the fire in my chest grew hotter!
Craving victory over this old man I let out a shout, which caused me to blast
forward incredibly fast! Watching him pass below me I laughed a few times, but
the joy as short lived. With the sound equal to thunder, he was ahead of me
again, this time further than I could have possibly hoped to catch! As I slowed
from fatigue, I saw him perched atop the mountain and I decided to not even
finish. We were in the middle of nowhere... all I could see were trees and
prairies. Damn, I was exhausted... and starving! It was sort of hard to focus
on staying aloft, but fearing shame I heightened my effort. No pun intended! "Good run, Vyon!" Hiromasa called, casually
flying at a speed I would struggle to maintain. "Yeah, whatever!" I replied playfully,
also impressed at how he stops on a dime! "Let's head back, you have a lot more to
learn." Hiromasa's friendly tone made the somewhat judging words, not as
harsh. Returning I found that flying was actually
becoming a lot easier! Controlling my height took less effort now, but speed
was still hard to build. I flew at a basic pace, which Hiro politely matched. I
tried to go faster, but I was really tired and just couldn't do it. Hiromasa
made it look effortless! He was able to swim through the air freely with
nothing more than a little bit of hand motion. Darting in random directions, I
watched him spiral downward only to shoot back up and perform a small backflip.
He continued these aerial acrobatics the whole flight home, as if to show me
what I could do... or to taunt me. "This is insane! I still can’t believe this
is real!" I called to him admiring the view of the land below. "I
can't wait to show my friends!" I continued as we lowered to the ground in
front of his house.
"Ok, ok, I understand. But, why?" My
question felt a bit unnecessary. "If they knew you were living in danger, then
they would worry. Worry is a very powerful negative emotion." Though Hiro
made sense, it was hard for me to see feelings as the enemy.
"Vyon! Your phone thing is making
noises!" Hina cried to us, both her hands used to amplify her voice.
"Hey Vyon, where were ya today?" Zenex's
voice cried through my phone speakers. "You sick? Call me man!" His
voice was laced with just a fraction of worry. "Hello Vyon, we missed you at school today.
More important things to do than get an education?" Maxwell had left the
second message. "You know I'm kidding, call me when you can." As it
finished, I could practically hear Max smile at his own joke. "Last ones from Lyra!" I muttered
happily to myself, forgetting where I was.
"Everything alright, kid?" Hiromasa asked
taking a few steps toward us.
"Alright!" I tried to drown his
frustration in excitement.
"I don't wanna hurt you..." This natural
response trailed off as I realized who I was talking to. He chuckled at this. "Trust me kid, just hit
me with all ya got." Hiromasa sounded a bit more casual now and I couldn't
avoid smiling.
"Alright, now summon your sin aura, then hit
me again." He commanded preparing a lot more this time. As I got ready, channeling enough power and
allowing it be free, Hiromasa widened his legs and braced himself. Fire burning
around me I stepped forward and delivered another straight punch to his open
torso. The results were much different. As my fist connected I felt a rush of
force flow through my body. The impact was much greater this time and Hiromasa
stumbled backward releasing a small “oof”. Though not amazing results, the way
it felt was unreal. Staring down at my burning fist the fire raged furiously
around it, but then softened as I opened my hand. As each finger spread, the
blaze slowly returned to its ghostly slowness and near transparent clarity. "Nice hit boy!" Hiromasa said with a
laugh, which I think was used to cover up pain.
"But aren't I already using energy?" I
waved my hand as I asked this, to reference the trail of sparks it left behind.
"Sweet! That sounds so cool!" My voice
drew upward as I clenched my fists in excitement. "For now however, go home Vyon." Hiro
said lifting his head as if to point me away. "Hina and I have to get to
work." He stated loudly to grab her attention, but she was there before I
could react. "What if I meet another... Fuzen?" I
struggled to remember the word. "Your aura will protect you. Plus your pretty
fast." His additional compliment made me smile sheepishly. "Well... goodbye, I guess!" I waved at
them both with a big smile, but it felt awkward to be honest. "Oh, and
thanks again for the save Hiromasa..." I muttered this, unable to avoid
feeling weak by comparison. "See ya Vyon!" Hina called to me after
this waving one arm overhead.
Flying straight up into the air, I cut through a
cloud and felt the moisture dissipate on my fiery field forming momentary steam.
Once I was above the cloud line, I stopped my thoughts of flight and my body
free fell toward the earth as gravity’s puppet. The feeling was incredible! I
have always wanted to sky dive but the sudden rush of flying upward again
really brought the whole experience to another level. I sliced over the tree
tops lifting my head to narrowly avoid a particularly tall tree. This was
incredible, indescribable, astoundingly awesome! The low sun of near night cut
through the trees and I was amazed at the animals I could see from above. A few
deer, some rabbits, a fox or two, even a bear! Arching to the right I flew toward the school
crying out in joy and my speed picked up as a result. Once over the school I
tried to stop instantly, like Hiromasa had done. Aiming for the flagpole I slid
by it in the air, both feet planted on nothing, but a trail of fire. Though a
failure I was sort of close and I didn't get hurt! Flying around in a sharp
arch I circled the flagpole as tightly as I could, just to practice with
controlling flight. It seemed to have something to do with the hands and feet
when flying, but I don’t exactly know how yet... Landing on the roof of the
office a triumphant laugh rose to my mouth and I stomped a few times, leaving wispy
prints of scattering embers. It's sort of funny how quickly your life can
change. Although this isn't a typical case... I think it still applies pretty
well! I mean... I just went from rebel teen with an attitude problem, (yeah
I'll admit it!) to a mystic monster slaying hero of the people! Like a knight
no one ever meets. Like a knight and a ninja rolled into one! Looking down I
still shuddered even after the many times I have seen it. It will take a bit of
getting used to... being on fire all the time. Sitting down on an air vent, I
realized how tired I really was. Damn, this really took it out of me. I just
want to go to sleep, it is still early enough to get a good amount! Blasting
from the roof my hands exploded like grenades of heat! With a small cry of fear
growing I shot over the rooftops at an alarming rate. Seeing the apartment
complex I veered left and needed to stop soon, but how? An idea occurred, and like almost every other idea
I have, it was pretty lousy. Instead of thinking or focusing on stopping... my
dumb a*s decides to flip forward and attempt to plant my feet on the air as
they come around. Just try to picture that for a moment... The plan actually
worked, just a bit too well... As my body began to finish the frontflip, I
focused an intense amount of energy in my legs, which countered my speed quite
well and successfully stopped me. However I was still about three stories up
and I fell to the concrete below before I could even realize what was
happening. With a thud, I bounced off of a car port and twirled twice before
landing in the street. Sitting up with an immense headache, I dabbed the blood
from my skull and tried to deliriously make out where I had actually landed
Great accuracy, I was just a door away from my hovel! Staggering to my feet, I
wiped the blood from my head as best I could. Before heading up the stairs I
popped my aura on and used a little mojo medication! With just a few good thoughts I could sit and take
a minute. Hiromasa told me it doesn't close wounds, but damn if it doesn't take
the edge off! It's also really nice that all it takes is focus on my energy,
which is an overbearing feeling as it is, and then the pain I am already
feeling! How easy is that? Once I felt good enough to face the fake folks, I
dabbed my head once more and knocked on the door. "Where the hell have you been?" My fake
mother ask loudly as she opened the door.
"Bull s**t!" My fake father pulled the
door open from her hands as he yelled this. "You have lived here your
whole miserable life! Where were you? Why are you lying?" His rant of
questions was paired with a forcefull yank of my shirt, to get me inside. "Why are you lying?" My fake mother
repeated. "Where is your backpack?" She began an interrogation as
well. "Where were you today? The school called, so
don't give me that f*****g bull s**t!" He pointed two fingers at me and
narrowed his eyes viciously. "Why are you bleeding?" Me fake mother
cried out. "What the hell were you doing today?" Her piercing voice
really hurt my head as she screeched this sentence. "Look I ditched school today alright? Yeah
I'm sorry!" Admitting this felt like a hollow defeat, but it was necessary.
"But this is just from falling off Zen's skateboard!" I said dabbing
the blood again and laughing to show them I'm alright, wait they don't care... "Oh alright, that is great!" My fake
father paced for a moment before shouting and leaning toward me with frenzied
eyes. "We buy all these books and pay for all your supplies and your food,
but you just f*****g laugh!" This violent outburst was followed by him
moving toward me, his jaw streaked with tense neck veins. Stepping backward I felt the power within me flare
up. It was hard to fight it down, but as he grabbed me by the shirt and pulled
me up off my feet I lost the courage to focus. My hands moved to my face and I
gasped with fright knowing what came next. Though I was struck, it was not a
fierce as in the past. He swatted me a few times before throwing me down the
hall by my hair. As I recovered, he kicked me in the lower back to send me toward
my room and keep me on the ground. I f*****g hate these people... Looking back
with a scowl I saw something very strange and stopped...
A thin red mist seeming to radiate from my fake father and mothers heads. It moved with a sinister group tenacity, but after a few seconds it stopped being produced. The small cloud congealed a bit then seemed to simply fade away. It just vanished into nothing, as if it had collapsed in on itself! What the hell was that? Oh god I have a bloody lip! F**k man... Standing up I grunted as my fake father continued to yell at me about me being grounded. I can fly, try and ground me a*****e! Once I shut my
door I realized I didn't have my cellphone! I couldn’t communicate with anyone
until tomorrow... wait scratch that... hero training. Damn, I miss them
already. After treating my lip and dealing with the other wounds I have
recently acquired, I collapsed into bed and began battling hunger. Regardless
of how bad things are here... I need to remember what and who I am! The power I
feel is born from positive emotion and it is used to slay creatures of purely
negative being. My emotions are never really happy, is that bad? I will have to
ask Hiromasa... tomorrow... © 2017 ThatonedawgReviews
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StatsAuthorThatonedawgSacramento, CAAboutI have been writing for a long time. My father was a writer and he always encouraged me to do so as well. Sadly he never read any of my work or even cared for that matter. I just need to know that som.. more..Writing
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