Try to grieve. The tears glands are there for a reason If you hide away from your pain, eventualy the pain would eat you up form the inside.
RATATATATATA… BRAKATATATATA… POW! POW!!! Several rounds of gunfire exploded into the air, all of them directed to the hovering chopper. The serene atmosphere was shattered immediately as explosion lights lit here and there. All attack systems of the F-86 Sabre jets fired simultaneously. “Shit! He’s got shields.” The lead pilot cursed out as his fingers jammed into some buttons just on the roof over his head. Ahead of them, as the planes hovered, slightly adjusting their trajectories in a cyclic motion of arms bombardment. The chopper glowed in a slightly tinted blue light as bullets ricocheted off the surface. “That is it! They have shipped so we have the permission to unleash all the gunfire that we have.” The lead operation man for the Pinch Hit Operation chanted out once more. “Don’t worry guys, give them hell fire.” He roared as he focused on the shooting. The planes dived forward, switching positions so fast before the retaliation weapon system of the chopper could go off.
“It's okay, you are allowed to cry.” Astella said. Lekan stood still. Upon hearing the words from her, he wanted to laugh. To laugh at how stupid she had sounded for her to say that to him. He was a guy. And in this modern society, it was taboo for him to cry. It was a taboo. For you were male,to cry. His body refused to. At least, that was what he wanted to believe. Unfortunately, Lekan found his body spasming out now. He bit down on his jaws, his hands fisted at his sides. In a second later, his frame shook uncontrollably as tears welled up in his eyes. The tears stung so bitterly but he held back against them.Trying so hard not to blink, lest he let down his tears. All the tears he had held back since the death of his parents. Having to discover some time later that his father. The man who had birthed him was not the hero he had thought him to be. Having to deal with never having to see his mum ever again. To see that ehr loving face that always reassured him that ever
Blessing panicked. The calm and the ease at which the pilot responded to her did not do anything to allay her fears. Her heart in her mouth, she was almost about to jump out. Well, that is, if they were on land and not up here in the skies. God knows where for that matter. All she could do was simply breathe hurriedly while praying that things did not degenerate from here. She had just been in the middle of a battle. A battle she would have watched from her to screen and probably applauded the heroes of it for surviving the deal. Never had she imagined that one day, she would be the one in it. One day, she would be the one living through the ordeal. However did she turn from that girl who was writing her final term exams to this person bragging through an air combat? “What is happening? Please tell me that that would not repeat itself.” she said to the pilot, asking him as her chest rose and fell consistently and rapidly. The pilot sighed. Ge took one glance at her and then shrug
“Whooaaa….” Blessing yelped.The floor which she thought was actually close to her was simply an illusion. Something her mind made up.That or she was not paying attention in the first place. She threw her hands to the side, flapping them uselessly like a duck. Her body neatly cutting through space, in sync with gravity.Until…“Watch out there.” The pilot rapped out, his strong hand gripping her waist and pulling her backwards. “I said we could get down. I didn’t say that you could move around the way you want to.” He warned her. At this junction, Blessing exhaled, trying to catch a bit of her breath. Not so long ago, she had almost died, sitting in a chopper while multiple gun fires were sprouting on it.Now, again, she almost fell to her death. The lucky charm in this case being the pilot witness. He had grabbed her just at the nick of time. Preventing some accident. An accident in which she was pretty sure that she would not have survived.Blessing took a minute, her hands on
Mount Elgon was generally known as the Gentle Giant. The lush vegetation of the savannah types filled the low scope of it and the tall palm trees in the far distance. The air around was misty but dusty at the same time, the warmth in the air risen to really significant levels. Blessing took in the sight with a smile on her face. This was amazing to her. She knew where Mount Elgon was. She had even seen the picture during her geography classes. That is, when they were taught about peaks and summits. She had had to study it. But to think that she would be here, some day. No, not some day. To think that she would be here, today was something she never imagined. It Was a dream come true. Even though she was not sure that she had dreamed this dream. Everything with the System Bureau just seemed to get more interesting by the time. She pondered now, how it was that Lekan did not accept their offer. But then, she dismissed the idea. Knowing that Lekan could have had no idea to know
To fight or to flee? Blessing was confused; she remained still, her heart in her mouth. Her pupils dilated, watching the exchange between the two men with bated breaths. She pondered over the choice she made in her head. Neither of them was based on flight or fight. Indeed, if she was to run off, then how was it possible to outrun the man here. The man whom the pilot had acknowledged as the speed demon? How was it possible to get out of his range faster than he could come on her. She could try to sneak off, that was given. She could try that and hope that it would sit well for her. That is, while the two of them were engaging in their conversations, she could hope to sneak away. Undetected. But that was a wild bargain. And the chances of success with that was near negligible. It was far better not to take any risks in this circumstance. After all, what did she know of tenterrain in this place? She was only new here. The best bet that she had was the pilot. That is, if the pilot
The slight brightened, revealing some more of the environment that they were. She was right, blessing sighed. The place was high tech. It was something she would see in the movies. Something of which they would have some sort of secret research going on. This was yet the same place she was in.She squinted as her eyes took in the sights. Her lips parted in excitement mixed with large swathes of curiosity as she turned around. The conversations they held were no longer important to her.The walls were metallic. The light flashed about continuously. More like flickering every now and then. The strong smell of disinfectant in the air was nauseating yet welcoming in some strange way. The air conditioning in this place was working top notch. Standing still for so long almost froze her to the bones.“Wow!” She muttered.While she was right about the place that they were in, the other guess was wrong. This was not just some corridor of sorts. It was rather a wide spacious hall. The walls ar
WANNNNNN!!! WANNNNNNNNNNNN!! “This is not a drill. Everyone out. We are under status emergency. Everyone out!” BEEP! Beeepp!!! “Ugh…” Blessing groaned as she raised her head from the pillow. With another groan, she lifted her body, grudgingly. Her bare feet slapped against the ground as cognition came into her eyes. With one hand against her head, she blinked, noting the red light flashing from the square ceilings up above. “Ah. What now?” She cursed. “This is not a drill. Everyone in the bunkers is advised to evacuate immediately. This is status emergency.” The urgency of the voice overhead blared out consciousness into Blessing. Her eyes widened instantly as she jumped right up. No more was she groaning for more sleep. At least, not when she had almost been killed in an airborne battle the previous day. At least, today, they had taken the luxury to inform them that they were under attack rather than having them figure things out. She looked to her left, seeing the sigh
His vision was not like this. The future had changed. Lekan realized that now as he stood with the Mana blockers in tow. He locked eyes with Blesing who continued with her spell, unbothered by the fact that he was hee. And the strange creature of a woman that he had grown to be familiar with, in the red flowing gowns seemed to be urging her on. Whatever Blessing was doing, the woman in the red flowing gown seemed to need it quite urgently. He could not shake off the bad feeling about it. And the sensation that's why was his opponent. The feeling that he had had to fight her in a distant future. A future which a snow repeating itself for him, His vision waived now. The things he saw changed in a blink. In this time, he saw himself on the ground and a council which held over his head. They deliberated one thing about him and how to ensure that the timeline changed. {See the prologue} It felt very familiar to him. And this time, Lekan could not deny that this happened. Understand
Lekan got out of the building. Frost things first, he would get to make sure that blessing was alright, then he would make sure that the Bureau was set right. He did not want to run. Not away from it. He had been running for far too long and look what that led him to? What if as I ran away, more things started to happen to innocent people? People like Keder, the Bureau stealing her life and youth from her. The anger started to boil in him that he did not know when he started to run towards Blessing. The latter continued her spell as more and more mana started getting sucked into it. ‘ Just then, two people landed down from a building. One Of them having purple tattoos on her back faded off into nothingness. While the other one pumped his legs towards Lekan. Itw as Frank and Lekan. In no time, Frank caught up with Lekan and with strong hands, he hoisted him from behind. “What?” Lekan gasped out. His arms locked up from behind his back.. By the time he turned backwards, he
Just like it started, in the suddenness of the day, it ended. Relief swept across the ranks of the system bureau in one accord. They could all sit back and take in gasps of air. They had one priority while trying to ascertain what they were up against. They Had one thing which they had to do. And thaw was what they carried out all diligently. The safety of those who weep with them. THose who did not know what it meant to be system holders as they could not effectively fight back. Those who needed to be helped just because they did not have a system to start with. This was the priority of the higher ups in the actions. Only fighting back when they had no chance. All hope had been cast on monsieur Dayo and the actions he had been doing at the Research Facility. The research which had kept him busy back then, the same thing which had made him invulnerable to any threat which came from the council towards his being. It was in this moment that he would prove his mettle and hsi wor
She saw him. This was not like the threat that they had just faced down but it was still a threat for them. She glinted in anger as she started to run now. Ignoring the call of the other girls as they realized that the other demon had vanished as well. Thai was not their fight, at least, until they received further instructions from Monsieur Dayo on what to do next. His body scaled through the broken down side of the walling of the class snow. With her body still in drive now, she drove her hands to the stomach part of the demon. With quick succession ,she dealt multiple mana blocking blows there and then. The diamond screeched and the result was concluded immediately. It fell down with a thump as it revealed her to the people in the classroom now. And to the one she was looking to see. ‘Lekan!” Blessing called out with excitement in her face. “Blessing?” Lekan turned around with surprise in his eyes. He was hardly taken aback with many things. He knew that something would
Earlier on…. When he got the summon from Monsieur Demas, Dayo knew it was pretty serious. It wasn't something to be taken lightly. Especially when they had just crossed a milestone now. The unveiling of the Bureau would just be out there. This would be a major setback, if they did not handle it well. And so, he let go of the grudge he had with Monsieur Demas. After all, beyond their conflict and personal interest, they still had a duty to the System Bureau. They had to fly its flag and answer the summons against anything which was out there to bring it devastation and destruction. And this summon was just one of them. He braced for combat., literally. Donning his costume as what they knew of him as The Switch. He had to be ready for just anything and that included what he wore. This time, things would be different, Msnier Dayo said to himself even as they poured into the System Bureau. They would not have to depend on him alone in the combat of whatever they had to face. This
His words brought courage to all of them. Even Lekan himself could not help but feel fired over the words that he spoke. Perhaps, now, the perspective n of Donald by the people of his special class would change now. Change for the better, no doubt. The demon lady is frustrated. She shook her head, stomping her legs as her four arms slapped down on her waist now. “ Oh No! I hate this. Don't you play tricks o0n me>” he growled out as the decoy which she held in her hands now faded into nothingness. It was not the prey she wanted. And it infuriated her. “wEe need space.” Donald mentioned now. “Helen, your turn.” he called out. Immediately Helens dropped down to the ground. She slapped her hands flat out on the floor and then with a chant, her eyes went dark. All blacked out. “Shadow domain.” Dark circles appeared on the ground. They grew instantly with the demon lady with in the center of it now. The circles expanded instantly, merging into one gigantic black shimmering cir
The moment he got to know about the invasion of demons in this place; the first thing he did was to find a way to reach Leslie. He pretty much was trying to find his way about things in this place. And the only one who had shown the willingness to show his way around was none other than Leslie. Frank heaved as he held his right arm. It has healed over the time since the last time he had to get physical with anybody. And thankfully, there had been no cause for him to get involved with any fight. That is, he assumed Lee Min must have learnt his humility and then stayed to himself afterwards. He smiled to himself over this thought now. In the time past, he never did see himself as someone who would have to avenge anybody but now, it was becoming sort of his motto. Not like he was complaining about it. After all, the responsibilities of a King were numerous. And he had to exact them with the proper justice that was needed for each situation he found himself in. “What do we do?” HE
Power in the hands of chaotic beings is just a lower sample of hell. The demons surged about, numerous in their numbers as they screeched and roared. The unlucky humans who got up in their paths were gobbled up, eaten and then regurgitated as pieces of bones and blood. Fear gripped the ranks of the Bureau. In all their times of weidling systems, they never did expect to run into something like this. It has always been about fighting humans. Humans who would go against the way of things of the Bureau. Those who would flaunt the order of things. Those who would would want to thwart the general agenda of the Bureau. Never about things of this proportion. Never about misshapen beings that looked like a hybrid of several creatures. Black with wings, baleful eyes of red with poor patchwork of muscles over long bones for the ones who walked. Those ones measured several meters high, even as much as 8ft tall. The ones who flew were the smaller ones. Having the likelihood to apes, flying
Helen sighed, patting the black crop top she had on. The action brought focus to her belly button,the size of a water drop, externally. . It was slightly larger than normal. A phenomenon which was referred to as ‘dodo’ by his country's people. Oftentimes it was used as a term for light hearted mockery. But sighting it on her, the confidence at which she exuded even with it being exposed, it triggered him sexually. He loved her personality. The way she carried herself even though she knew she was not the best. But still had some air of confidence, as well as a bit of empathy. The fact that instead of leaving outrightly with him, she stayed behind to let him clear his head was lovable. Unlike someone who knew. The person of Lady Beatrice. She cared very less whether you’re anted to be teleported or not. As long as she had you in mind to transport, that was what she carried out. Consent or not. “You.” A raspy voice sounded now. It had a tone that spoke of humor and at the same time m