Clark and Alex sat in the school sports field bleachers, enjoying the calm atmosphere of the afternoon. They chatted about everyday happenings when Clark's attention was suddenly drawn to a girl practicing on the field. The girl moved with incredible speed, as if she was flying across the field. Every movement was agile and graceful, making Clark unable to suppress his curiosity.
"Alex, look at that girl. Does she always train like this?" Clark asked, pointing towards the girl. Alex followed Clark's gaze. "She's known for her incredible speed. She's even the star of the school's athletics team." Clark nodded, observing closely. The girl indeed had an almost unbelievable speed. However, while they were watching, the atmosphere suddenly became tense. A man dressed in black appeared from the corner of the field, followed by several others, also dressed in black. They moved with quick, tense steps, as if they had a clear purpose. Clark sensed something was wrong and immediately heard the system's alert. "Mission Set: Protect the runner girl from abduction. Reward: Increased strength and additional abilities." Clark's heart pounded. He had never been in a situation like this before, and even though he had just acquired his powers, he knew he had to act quickly. He looked at Alex, who also seemed worried. "We have to do something," Clark said firmly. Alex looked at Clark, confused. "But how? They look very dangerous. And we..." "Don't worry. I'll distract them. You try to find a way to help her escape," Clark said, moving towards the field. Clark began walking towards the group of men in black, trying to appear confident even though he felt anxious. Meanwhile, Alex ran towards the girl, who was still unaware of the approaching danger. "Excuse me! Umm... C-can you come with me?" Alex asked, trying to get her attention. The girl turned, her face looking confused. "Who are you?" she asked. "Why should I go with you?" Alex hesitated, but in the distance, the fight between Clark and the men in black had already begun. "There's no time to explain." Alex felt the tension starting to rise. "Do you see them?" Alex pointed to where Clark was. "If you stay here, you'll get involved in that fight." The girl sensed something was wrong. She also didn't want to get involved in something troublesome, as it would be dangerous for her. Besides, the guy in front of her was wearing their school uniform, so she didn't need to worry too much. "I'll go with you." Alex smiled, relieved. "Let's go, we don't have much time!" They then left, leaving Clark who was fighting for his life. *** Clark felt his adrenaline surge. He knew his new powers weren't fully under control, and fighting those men directly was clearly too risky for him. However, he had to think of a strategy to deal with them. He utilized various objects around him and the field's wide area. He dodged, drawing the attention of the men to give Alex a chance to escape. After ensuring his friends could get away, Clark finally decided to flee. *** Meanwhile, Alex and the short-haired girl were running towards the school's parking area. They hid behind some cars, trying to find a safe place to stay out of sight. "What about your friend?" Alex turned to the girl. "You don't need to worry. He's a strong guy." The girl had her doubts, but suddenly Clark appeared in the distance. Alex immediately stood up and waved his hand. "Clark?!" Clark spotted Alex waving. He ran towards Alex and hid there. The men in black arrived a few minutes later, but they couldn't find Clark. After searching for a while, the men finally left. "Are you guys okay?" Clark asked, panting. "Yeah, we're fine. Thank you so much," the girl replied gratefully. She looked at Clark with deep gratitude. "Do you know who they were?" Clark weakly shook his head. "I don't know. I thought they were after you." The girl frowned. "I don't have any enemies. Are you sure?" Alex and Clark looked at each other. "Then why were they chasing us?" Alex said. No one knew, but the three of them felt relieved to have escaped danger. After feeling safe, the girl stepped out from their hiding spot and thanked them. "I have to go now." Clark and Alex nodded. "Be careful. If you see suspicious people, you should run immediately." The girl smiled. "Oh, by the way, what's your name?" Alex introduced himself first. "I'm Alex. We go to the same school." The girl smiled. "I know. I saw your uniform." Now it was Clark's turn to introduce himself. "I'm Clark." The girl nodded. "Elena Blackwood." Clark's eyes widened. He couldn't hide his surprise. Elena was the name of his deceased wife. Was this just a coincidence? ***In the past few days, Alex hadn't been going to school. Clark had been worried since Alex had been staying with him after Clark saved him from the bullies weeks ago. They had moved in together, and Clark felt a strong sense of responsibility to protect his friend. That day, Clark came home early from his training and entered the house. Alex was sitting in the living room, looking dejected and anxious. Clark could sense the heavy atmosphere around him. "Alex, what's wrong? Why haven't you been going to school?" Clark asked with concern. He felt it was time to get involved. Alex sighed heavily, staring at the floor. "I'm scared, Clark. The bullies... they keep finding ways to make my life miserable. I don't know what to do." Clark felt a deep sympathy for his friend. Although he had tried to protect Alex, the threat seemed far from over. Clark decided that he needed to help Alex. In recent weeks, Clark had also been studying a new power he gained after rescuing Elena. This pow
The evening sky began to fade as the school bell rang, signaling the end of the school day. The noisy chatter of students hurrying home echoed down the school halls, but for Alex, these were the most terrifying moments. On his way home, he tried to avoid people's gazes, hiding his pale and anxious face under the hood of his jacket. However, as usual, bad luck always found him. "Hey, look who we have here!" the rough voice broke the silence, making Alex tremble. Five large figures emerged from the shadows, with sinister smiles plastered on their faces. They were the bullies who had relentlessly made Alex's life a living hell. "Looks like he's trying to avoid us," one of them, a tall teenager with messy blonde hair, grabbed Alex's shoulder firmly, causing him to flinch. Alex swallowed hard, trying to stay calm, but his trembling body betrayed him. "Clark? Are you just going to stand there?" Alex knew he was a coward, but he hoped this time Clark would come to his aid again. "So, th
A loud thud echoed in the dark room filled with the stench of cigarette smoke and alcohol. The gang members who had lost the fight against Clark now knelt on the floor, their bodies trembling with fear. Standing before them, the gang leader, a large teenager with a gaze filled with rage, stood with clenched fists. His face was flushed with anger, and he didn't hesitate to rain down punches and kicks on his subordinates. "You're all cowards!" he shouted, his voice echoing throughout the room. "Five against one, and you still lost? Do you have any idea how humiliating this is?!" Each word that left his mouth was accompanied by a kick to one of them, who could only groan in pain, too afraid to fight back. The shame and anger he felt were unbearable. All this time, he had been the ruler of the school, bullying whoever he wanted without anyone daring to oppose him. But a scrawny kid like Clark, whom he never even considered a threat, had made him look like a fool in front of everyone. It
After school, Clark and Alex made their way to the basketball court with steady steps. There, they were greeted by an unusual sight—a crowd of people already waiting. Their numbers were so overwhelming that Alex and Clark found it difficult to count how many had gathered. Alex felt nervous, fearful of what might happen. "Clark, what should we do? This isn't like usual," Alex whispered, his voice trembling. Clark turned to him, his face calm. "Don't worry, Alex. I'm here. No one will touch you. If they try anything, I'll handle it." In the middle of the crowd, a tall man with prominent muscles under his basketball uniform stepped forward. His eyes were sharp, filled with determination. The man was Vincent Hayes, the school basketball team captain and leader of the Black Vipers gang. "So, this is our new hero," Vincent said sarcastically, his gaze locking onto Clark. "Do you think just because you took down some of my guys, you can take on all of us?" Clark didn't flinch. He stared
In a skyscraper, a 40-year-old man stands behind a large glass window. His gaze is directed downward, but he is not enjoying the city view; instead, he is focused on the system interface he has been observing for years. As he lights a cigarette with a flame created by his fingers, memories of his first murder resurface. The memory is vivid and disturbing. He recalls the cold sweat on his palms and the rapid heartbeat as he prepared for his first kill. The target was a man living alone in a small apartment. The task seemed simple but felt like stepping into an unknown darkness. He felt waves of anxiety, his hands trembling as he approached the man’s residence. The apartment door creaked ominously as he opened it, revealing a completely unsuspecting target. The fear was palpable, yet there was also a strange, indescribable thrill. Each step closer brought a rush of adrenaline, heightening his senses and pushing aside his fear. When the job was done and he saw the life fading from his
The next morning, Alex decided not to go to school. His fear of facing the zombie-like people was too great. Clark followed Alex's decision and stayed home to rest. They sat in the living room, watching the news on television with confused expressions. "Clark, look at this news," Alex said, pointing to the TV screen. "It’s similar to what we faced yesterday. What exactly is happening with those people?" Clark frowned. "I don’t know either, Alex. They seem to be experiencing something that makes them not feel pain or injury. It’s very suspicious." The news showed CCTV footage of several young people doing crazy things—some throwing themselves into traffic, others jumping off buildings. Strangely, they got up and ran as if nothing had happened. Several witnesses corroborated the reports, adding details about how the people did not show any signs of pain. Alex looked at Clark with worried eyes. "Is there some kind of zombie outbreak hitting our city?" Clark squinted. "Do you believe
In his grand office building, Julian Drake sat in his workspace with a troubled expression. The news about a body found at the bottom of a pool and the failed mission to eliminate Clark Walker only added to his confusion. Julian felt frustrated because he had not yet completed the quest that required him to eliminate Clark Walker. Julian summoned one of his executives, Cole. The man appeared respectfully, bowing before Julian. Julian immediately asked if Cole had truly killed Clark Walker as ordered. Cole answered with full confidence, “Sir, I assure you that Clark Walker has been eliminated. I completed my task as instructed.” However, Julian felt increasingly bewildered. If Cole had killed Clark Walker, then who else needed to be eliminated? And if Clark Walker was already dead, why was the quest still showing up on his system screen? Julian kept wondering who Clark Walker really was and where the man could be. *** Meanwhile, at Alex’s house, Clark began a deep investigation in
The next morning, Elena woke up with mixed feelings. Her mind kept replaying the conversation from last night, where she uncovered more clues leading to the bitter and terrifying truth about what happened to her father. With a resolute determination, she knew she couldn't do this alone. She needed help from someone she could trust, someone with the ability to fight the enemy they were facing. Her thoughts immediately turned to Clark.Clark Walker was not an ordinary person. Although it had only been a short time since Elena started knowing him, she knew that Clark had something different, something no one else possessed.That morning, Elena decided to contact Clark. After taking a deep breath, she reached for her phone and dialed Clark's number. Shortly after, Clark's deep voice echoed on the other side."Hello?""Clark, it's Elena," she replied, her voice slightly trembling. "Can we meet today? There's something I need to talk to you about."Clark was silent for a moment before answe