2022-02-14 00:00:11Samantha had fallen asleep. She was breathing softly, her face turned to the opposite wall.
He also took his mother’s wedding ring from the pocket of his school trousers for good luck then, careful not to wake Samantha up, he sneaked out by tiptoe.As soon as he reached downstairs, he headed for the kitchen.‘I have to leave for a while Miriam,’ he told her while opening the door of the refrigerator. He took out a big red apple and a banana.‘What about breakfast, sir?’ she asked him, her expression and tone both worried.‘I have a guest…serve her…she’s still asleep in my room,’ he instructed her as he wolfed down the banana at the same time, ‘her name is Samantha.’ He was now working on the apple now. ‘Tell her I had to run a quick errand.’ The apple was now half eaten.She nodded obediently.He finished the rest of the apple and he threw the pulp in a dustbin i
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Legend Of Marauder: The Dawn Of Supremes 85. Anonymous vs The Bradwield Terror
Brendan rushed in a heartbeat towards the B.T. He jumped and landed his right fist on its jaw.It showed no signs of pain.But Brendan did not wait to look surprised. He continued to attack, jumping and swinging punches with all his strength at its face.At every four punches, it took a step back. It was as if this was not painful at all.Brendan paused after a while of his assaults, breathing deeply and choking at intervals.‘Don’t tell me you’re all out of gas?’ The B.T mocked him.He gave a yell of frustration and grabbed the monster by its armpits and smashed it into the ground with all his force then he picked it up and using his super speed, carried it and smashed it into the side of a truck a distance away.The truck shriveled inwards because of the force. He began punching the B.T again as it lay in the side of the truck.It did not even make a sound of pain. It just lay there, calmly receiving the blows with no
Legend Of Marauder: The Dawn Of Supremes 86. Marauder vs The Bradwield Terror
‘I thought you would be a better challenge but you were hardly even a challenge at all,’ the B.T mocked him as it stood staring at his lifeless body thirty feet away from where it stood. ‘Come to think of it, I thought I wouldn’t stand a chance with a Versatile…that this Grenobe stuff was just another one of the Finch’s methods of chicanery. But now I look at where I stand and where you’re sitting right now and I now know that Destroyers were meant to be at the top of the food chain. The poor Finch was too stupid to see what horrible fate she was creating for the Versatiles when she gave me and Black Ice the potion. This day shall be written in history as the day the Versatiles fell!’The B.T walked over to Brendan. ‘It’s a pity what big a loss you are. But just before I kill you, I need to know who you are.’ It reached for his mask to take it off…Brendan’s eyes suddenly opened wide. It was as
Legend Of Marauder: The Dawn Of Supremes 87. Sam's Fury
‘An errand which takes more than two-and-a-half hours?!’After he had defeated the Bradwield Terror, Brendan had managed to use his heightened speed to return his costume under the bed, put on a wool hat to hide the scar the Bradwield Terror had embossed on the side of his head, and now here he stood in front of Samantha who was infuriated by his long absence. ‘Sam, I’m sorry,’ he apologized, ‘It took longer than I thought.’‘And what’s with this..?’ She tried to remove his wool hat from his head, ‘It’s hot outside!’ Her voice was concern. She was still in her nightgown since she had not brought any clothes to wear.‘This house is a little chilly, brrr…’ he rubbed his hands on his shoulders, trying to convince her of a nonexistent chilly breeze.She sighed heavily, ‘you know you can tell me anything now, right?’‘Of course, I mean…w
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He returned to the living room and threw himself on the couch. ‘Miriam!’She did not take too long to respond. She had obviously been taking a nap. ‘Is it midday already, sir?’ she asked in surprise as she quickly descended the stairs.‘No,’ he picked up the remote control and switched on the TV, ‘Get me something sweet to drink,’ he said.‘Coffee, sir?’‘No, orange juice maybe.’She went straight into the kitchen and soon enough, she came in with a tray with a glass of orange juice in her hands. He made himself comfortable on the couch as he flipped through the channels. Miriam placed the tray on the coffee table in front of him.‘Is that all, sir?’ she asked him in a calm voice.‘Yes, that’s all, Miriam you can go now.’‘I shall return at twelve to make you lunch, then?’ She curtsied and headed up the stairs.He took two g
Legend Of Marauder: The Dawn Of Supremes 89. A Price to Pay
Brendan switched off the TV and threw the remote control to the far end of the couch. He slowly ran his fingers through his hair in frustration, trying to think. Why didn’t the Finch reveal to the whole city the true identity of the Anonymous? Did she even know that the plan to kill him through the Bradwield Terror had failed? If he killed the Finch then he could at least breathe again but that was if he could. She was greatly talented in magic, which gave her an advantage over him. The other advantage she had over him was that she knew the identity of the Anonymous. As he meditated over this, he heard a swooshing sound from behind him. He looked over the couch. It was Jack.He quickly got up and walked towards him.Jack was clapping his hands. The expression on his face was admiration and envy. ‘I’ve got to give it to you, Brendan. I never thought that you could do it but….,’ he shrugged, ‘you showed him who’s boss. I&rsquo
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Legend Of Marauder: The Dawn Of Supremes 91. Anonymous' Corner
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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
101. The Last Curse
‘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
100. Collecting Debts
‘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
99. Resurrection
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.
97. Another Dorto Frirate (Dirty Fate)
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
96. Gwanjundo
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
