2022-01-22 00:00:36Brendan tried to flush these thoughts out by turning his refuge to homework. He spent one-and-a-half hours on Biology and two hours on Math. As soon as he was finished, he threw the books away and looked at the time; it was five-thirty and he only had two hours to prepare for the Dance. He showered and picked out a black tuxedo from his wardrobe and he sprayed himself with one of his colognes. Confident that he was ready, he walked up and down the living room. He glanced at the time. The time was six-thirty-five. He wondered what could have been keeping Todd. No sooner had he thought about this had he heard the honking of his car.
‘Supper before you leave, sir?’ Miriam asked him.‘No, there’s food where I’m going.’She curtsied and left.Todd was beside the door of the backseat of the car. The Bentley was remarkably big and beautiful. It had classy thin tires and silver rims and it was beaming even in the dark.Todd opened
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Brendan looked around and noticed that no one was even paying attention to them. He sighed, then said, ‘Why not?’ He placed his hands on her hips and she hung her arms right around his shoulders and they began to sway sideways in dance. It took him a while to fall comfortably and coordinately into this routine, but with Samantha’s patient and giggling help, he soon got the hang of it. Brendan looked over at the supervising teachers. They had turned their attention on them now. Mrs. Cooke had a hawk’s eye locked tight on Brendan, like a sports coach that was waiting for any one of her players to drop the ball so she could blow her whistle and start cussing him out.‘Why has Simon grown so cold?’ Samantha asked Brendan while they danced.‘It’s because of you,’ he answered. ‘He’s convinced that you ruined his life.’‘I can’t deny that but…why can’t he be like you?&rsquo
Legend Of Marauder: The Dawn Of Supremes 63. Call for Action
There was great panic in the hall.‘Sparrow! Price! Price!’ Mr. Benson and Mrs. Cooke called out.Brendan’s hunch was telling him that this was Mr. Price’s doing. There was no one else Brendan knew in that room that had made a deal with the witch besides himself and Mr. Price. What’s to say that Mr. Price owed the Finch some human skin, or liver and Mr. Sparrow was the unfortunate candidate for the sacrifice?So much noise was vibrating through the hall, students jittery and disturbed and their eyes searching each other for an explanation of what the cause of the power cut might have been. They would all have gladly run out, if their feet were not frozen where they stood, and Mrs. Cooke’s yelling only made the situation seem more ominous.‘Quiet, quiet everyone!’ Mrs. Cooke silenced the students. It took ten minutes to have everyone completely quiet. ‘Right…has anyone seen Mr. Sparrow or Mr. Price anywh
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‘Don’t tell me you want me to join your clubhouse?’‘I wouldn’t call it that but, how did you know?’‘It’s becoming a habit of so many Supremes nowadays.’‘And?…what’s your answer?’‘You almost blew out my eardrums with that kettle boiling thingy.’‘Oh, sorry about that. Phantoms can create not only visual illusions but auditory ones too.’‘I don’t care about what you can or cannot do. I’ll give you the same answer I gave the others; Hell no! I’m not so base as to join a serial killer fraternity.’‘You don’t understand, Brendan. We need all hands on deck if we’re to execute the Dawn, especially a Supreme as promising as yourself.’‘What is the Dawn?’ Brendan asked him.‘The Supreme revolt, and we’ve already begun to rally the others to join our cause.’
Legend Of Marauder: The Dawn Of Supremes 65. The Voice
‘Sir..?’ It was Miriam knocking on his door.‘What is it?’ he asked her, raising his head up to face the door, still half trapped in his maze of unanswered questions.‘I brought you dinner, sir,’ she answered in a low voice.He withheld his response for a while, then said, ‘Bring it in,’ he mumbled the answer from his lips like each word had the potential of causing a toothache.There was the turning of the doorknob then she came in, a big silver tray in her hands. She pulled a small table from beside his mirror and put it in front of him and then she placed the tray on it.‘I thought I did tell you there was food where I was going?’‘Of course you did, sir, but I just thought there would not be enough.’He sighed, ‘Very well then.’She curtsied and headed for the door.‘Brendan.’He chuckled, ‘That’s a surprise.&rsquo
Legend Of Marauder: The Dawn Of Supremes 66. Fear
‘I see my technique worked,’ she said half grinning. She was in her usual funeral clothes and she did not look a day older.‘What technique?’ he asked in surprise, still viewing her domain in puzzlement.‘Telepathy of course. And they said Phantoms are the only ones who can do it, but theirs is more pathetic and terrifying.’He put the tip of his finger in his ear, ‘Tell me about it.’She turned her gaze at him. ‘You’ve experienced it?’‘Yeah, before I fought him.’‘You fought a Phantom and walked out of the fight alive?’ She seemed more than intrigued.‘I’m sure you’re familiar with him. He’s one of your pets…Jack Price.’‘A Demon Phantom too?’ Her expression changed to perpetual astonishment.‘I thought we were superior?’‘Of course we are; you just have to know how to be super
Legend Of Marauder: The Dawn Of Supremes 67. Bonus
He raised his eyebrows. ‘What bonus?’‘You remember what I told you, about you gaining power each time you respired if you accept the Versatile gene?’‘Yes..?’‘It’s because of the potion. Not only would you gain that ability but if you mastered the gene you would be able to heal worn-out tissues and repair lost and damaged limbs.’‘How fast?’‘Wounds and bruises would take seconds but limbs…probably months.’‘But your son…you said he mastered the gene at the age of four…’‘Pernicious,’ she said before staring blankly into her cauldron. ‘He surprised me too. He wouldn’t tell me how he did it because he was angry with me.’‘And why was he angry with you?’‘I murdered his father.’‘Are there any brakes to your train of wickedness?!’She chuckled, ‘The
Legend Of Marauder: The Dawn Of Supremes 68. Jacquino
‘Like I said before; I’ll pass.’She walked back to her cauldron and put her fingers in the viscous liquid inside the cauldron then brought it into her mouth. She stood dreamily for a while, savoring the flavor. ‘Still not good enough,’ she said, ‘maybe fermentation will do,’ she resumed stirring.‘Back to business. Do you have any idea how your son might have accepted the Versatile gene and succeeded to retain control of his mind and body?’ he asked her curiously.‘My first theory was that he stood up to it. The Versatile gene is a part of you. Pernicious was very violent and solitary, it might have been that when he had his vision, he used what you call, faith.’‘Faith..?’‘Yes, faith. He could have silenced the gene by standing up to it and telling it that it was just a dream.’‘But that’s stupid, isn’t it? The Versatile seems way too powerful
Legend Of Marauder: The Dawn Of Supremes 69. The Phantom's Challenge
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‘But if this Pernicious is that strong then there’s nothing you can do about it. Just let it go,’ she pleaded with her face full of tears.‘I wish I could but this is where I was born. I am human before anything else. You saw for yourself what these Supreme Races can do. If I left the people of Bradwield to protect themselves then they’re just as good as doomed. Simon, Owen, Miss Putin, Mr. Benson…everyone will die, Samantha. I’m the only one who can protect them.’She wiped the tears from her eyes vigorously. ‘Promise you’ll come for me when you’re done.’He looked aside, pain and grief gripping his heart. ‘Promise me!’ she begged him.‘I can’t.’‘Why? Don’t you love me anymore?’‘Sam, there are possibilities that I will die or I could lose myself, my humanity to my power.’ He realized that every single word coming
102. Unmasked
‘And what is this…banishment?’ she asked him as her eyes wandered in search of any sign of life.‘More or less.’‘What do you mean, “more or less”?!’‘This is a lot better than being burned alive if you ask the Marauder.’‘Banishment is worse if you ask “The Samantha”! What am I supposed to eat or drink or let alone sleep…in the sand?’‘Do you really think the Marauder would bring you out here to die?’‘You tell me! I mean, it’s not like I know you.’His black eyes slowly simmered down to their natural blue. He pulled his mask from his head. ‘OH MY!!!’ she gasped. ‘Brendan! But…but…but how?!’ She was beyond horrified.‘Calm down and I’ll explain everything.’‘Calm down?!’ Her eyes widened, ‘How am I supposed to calm down with what I&r
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‘Is she going to die?’ he asked whispering too.‘Can someone dead speak through the phone?’ he asked rhetorically in impatience.He obediently nodded. He took one last look at his wife and daughter who were still in tears with their arms wrapped around each other. ‘I love you; both of you…very much,’ he said and then he ran off into the road until he was concealed by a building nearby.‘No!’ Mrs. Patricks shouted and began to run after him.Samantha followed too but Brendan called her back. She stopped after having run a few yards. Her face was bowed low and covered in tears. She turned her face towards Brendan, ‘That’s my dad!!’ she shouted at him. Her face was red with grief.‘The Marauder knows…he’s doing this for your own safety.’‘How is this for my own safety?!’‘Do not question his judgment, little girl!’ he snapped at he
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‘The Blind helper committed these crimes all by her…’‘I said I do not die alone!’ she repeated as she nodded in Samantha’s direction.He stared at the Finch, his eyes still consumed in black.‘This city owes me that girl,’ the Finch said.‘How so?’ he asked.‘Ask the proud daddy,’ she said, falling on her knees at the same time.Samantha’s mother looked at her husband. ‘What is she talking about, honey?’ ‘It’s a lie! Don’t believe her!’ A man within the multitude shouted.‘It’s true,’ Samantha’s father confessed, bowing his head and releasing his hands from Samantha’s shoulders.The multitude began to quiet down.‘Baby, I’m really sorry. I’ve always wanted to tell you but…’He was slapped hard on the cheek by his wife. Tears were in her eyes and Samantha
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Brendan stood right where he had been buried. His whole costume was covered in dust and smudges of blood by the arms of his leather jacket. His eyes were completely black in color, smoke spiraling inside them like a fog, like there was a darkness that had resurrected him from his grave.‘How can this be?!’ The Finch walked towards him with her eyes focused on him in astonishment. She began massaging her head, ‘You’re a figment of my imagination or…or a ghost. There is no way you could have survived the Dirty Fate fist…Yes, that’s true….you’re just a ghost…Sweetheart, you’re a ghost or a soul who lost his way to hell.’One would think that the Finch had gone mad as she walked slowly toward Brendan, her eyes closed, talking almost to herself like a schizophrenic.‘You couldn’t have survived the Dirty Fate fist…or maybe did they lie..? Or maybe there’s something I didn&rs
98. Burial
‘Gri-what?!’She blew on her bruised knuckles and as soon as she did, a green fire circled around her fist. ‘Now, puny hero..! Meet your fate!’ she roared then she threw her fist towards him.Brendan turned and used his heightened speed to run as fast as his two feet could carry him. The Finch however, was in hot pursuit.‘Accept death like your best friend…just like you did before, you scum!’ she shouted from behind him.As he zigzagged around buildings, he managed to throw a hesitant but quick and brief glance over his shoulder and he saw that her fist was still covered in the green flames and she was clearly catching up to him. He ran up the walls of a multi-storey building, thinking this would at least shake her off his tail, but he was wrong. In the split-second that he had reached halfway up the building, he jumped in a backward flip so that when the Finch was below him he went for her throat with his right hand.
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She nodded, ‘You’re not used to your powers yet so I doubt that you have tapped into this ability. Anyway, I’ve been keeping the scrolls for a long time…’‘How did you even manage to get your hands on them?’‘Magic.’‘If your magic is that good then why didn’t you mingle some herbs and brew a potion that could force me to join forces with you?’She chuckled softly, ‘My magic is the best but no matter how hard I practice, it could never force another creature to do my bidding. Anyway…Maglereto didn’t use the most of his intelligence and make the writings more complicated…’‘Why did you steal the scrolls?’‘I didn’t steal them only for myself. The plan was to study them then give them to other Versatiles to study.’‘Why not steal them only for yourself then?’‘That’s only because I believe
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There was not a sound that came from the two Versatiles as they stood facing each other. Murder was written on both faces. There was no human being in sight but only the path of destruction that had been carved by them both. The wind had even calmed down as if in fear of the two powerful forces standing inside it.The Finch blinked and just as she did, Brendan made his move…He ran towards her using his heightened speed. As soon as he stopped in front of her he began throwing punches and kicks.The Finch had no difficulty in blocking these blows, yet her expression was anxiety.He landed a punch on her jaw and she shook her head for a brief moment but quickly recovered and the fight continued.Fortunately for Brendan, the basic boxing moves he had been taught by Howard were coming in handy now. He had never been taught how to use his legs but he was doing the best he could, assisted by his unique speed. He would dodge one of her punches then retaliate
95. A New Power
The strange thing about these voices was that they were in different parts of his head and they were identical to his. He tried to stand up but his body quivered violently and he barely managed to stand up straight. His body temperature was rising and decreasing in instability. It felt like his skin had been poured with a bucket of boiling water. The voices in his head kept increasing. Some got louder but others just maintained their whispers.The Finch now stood before him. ‘I’m surprised you’re still breathing,’ she said standing with her arms akimbo. ‘I guess that potion you drank turned out to be stronger than I thought. Well then…let’s finish you off, shall we?’ She grabbed him by his throat and she placed her other hand on his mask. ‘Maybe I should give you a kiss goodbye before I put you out of your misery.’ She began pulling on his mask.Brendan released a bellow of frustration, ‘Stop!’ he sho
