With the help of Tobias, Elijah hoisted his mother onto the stretcher.“Does it fit?” He asked from the other side.“Perfectly!”“Let's roll then.”He pushed the stretcher out of the room, and Tobias put off the light.Inside the lab, he stopped for a few seconds and looked around.“Three years of greatness. Can't believe we're leaving.”“But we will be back, right? This is just a temporary setback. We won't let them shut us down forever, right?” Tobias desperately questioned. He couldn't bear the thought of never practicing again. Medicine was his life, his passion—why he never missed a day of work at the Crawford laboratory.It wasn't just because Dr Banes had been his role model. But also because he wanted to learn. As quick as possible, and boy, did he know.“Of course. When I destroy the elites of this City, they'll finally know where the herbs that have kept them healthy for the past three years came from,” he said, with a desert mind glint in his eyes and a fierceness in his vo
After an hour of driving, Elijah stumbled on a roadblock, which led to heavy traffic.The day was getting brighter, and many cars were already out and about. The City had never been this busy before. There was a shift in the air, and everyone went toward the wind.As his truck stopped behind Tobias, he pushed his head outside the window and stretched his neck to see if he could find the source of the traffic. Unfortunately, his eyes couldn't see beyond the cars before him.As he strained, his phone rang. Without pulling his head back, he reached behind and searched the dashboard for the device. He didn't see it and moved to the compartments of the car. There, he found it. “Hello?” He answered and tucked the phone in his ears.“Hey bro, do you have any idea what's happening?” His eyes went to Tobias directly before him, and he rolled his eyes.“Do I have superpowers? We're both stuck.”“Uhmm, yeah. Yeah, you do have superpowers.”He hung up the phone and withdrew his head.“What the f
He returned with saline and cleaning gauze.“Here.”Elijah accepted it and began washing the blood from the boy's body in the hope of finding the gash—the most profound source causing the bleeding.Everything dripped on his body, and in no time, he was completely soaked with blood.“It's a deep cut,” he muttered to himself. “An intense cut.”When he still didn't find the source, he flipped the boy over so his body and back up was down.The first thing his eyes caught was the big wound on his head. “That's it!”He poured the rest of the saline on it. Next, he began searching for a pulse. Dread filled him because he knew deep down the boy was dead. But to look professional in front of these people, he searched for a pulse.Just like he knew it wouldn't happen, he didn't find a pulse.Science had done its part. He wasn't bleeding any more. It was time to tap from his powers and bring the boy back to life.“What is he doing?”“He looks more like a shaman than a medical personnel.”“Is he
He washed his hands with the remaining saline. Feeling all eyes on him, he tried to look as usual and professional as possible. He knew it didn't take much for rumors of magicians to spread. After all, he wasn't a magician but a god.Touching the boy's chest again, he closed his eyes and concentrated.“What is he doing?” Someone asked.“Perfume? Can I get a strong fragrance?” He asked. “I have one.” A woman stepped forward.“Spray it on his nose,” he ordered.“What are you doing, man? That's a dead body, and you're breaking the law,” one of the paramedics said.“Shut up! You couldn't save my son. He's about to do it. Leave him alone so he can concentrate.”“Alright.” He threw his hand up in surrender.The woman did as she was told and sprayed the perfume all over his nose.He tried again, this time successfully blocking out the noise. His hand touched his life force, and his ring flared. No one else saw it—no one except him.His hand moved from his chest to the big wound behind him.
ELIJAH'S POVThe world I found myself in when I opened my eyes wasn't what I was already used to.I was in what seemed like a banquet hall with different festivities going on. I looked down and found a garment with a sash draped down my body.Looking up didn't do much good either. I was lost entirely as to why I was here and what was even this place.A trumpet sounded in my ears, and I looked up to see a man who looked oddly familiar brought us into the room. Men who looked like guards escorted him in. Judging by the crown on his head and jewels littered all over his body, it was safe to say he was royalty.He was led to an altar where he knelt. Another man with gray-filled hair on his large head stepped forward with a golden bowl.I watched with keen interest as the man began to speak in a foreign tone. Smoke rose from the bowl, infiltrating the air. The man kneeling on the altar began to cough.Mr Grey's face scrunched into a heavy frown.“Send him away!” He suddenly charged with al
Elijah gasped and opened his eyes.“Elijah!”He quickly ducked.“What's wrong with him?” Snow barked.“Is he okay?” Tobias asked behind the nurse.“Elijah?” “Touch me, and I'll kill you!” He suddenly blurted out.“What is his problem?” Snow said.“What is your own—” he was countering when he lifted his head and whipped it to the side. “Snow?”“No! Captain Grey.” He rolled his eyes.Elijah flinched. “How do you know Mr grey? Is this some dream again? Are you ever real?”“Stop acting like a freak, freak!” Snow turned around and walked away. “I think I understand what's going on with him now.” Nurse bobbed her head.“Explain it to me please, cus I'm lost.”“A nightmare, perhaps?”“At two in the afternoon?” Tobias' face scrunched with disbelief.“Elijah? Can you hear me?” The nurse tried again.“Wait, please,” he said and held his head.It throbbed painfully. Everything that happened to him was real; maybe it was real, and this was another trap so he could let his guard down.“Elijah? I
Colin Trust's car pulled into the warehouse and came to a stop.“So this is it?” The doctor turned to his companions.“Why are you asking me? Colin is the one who's been here before.”Colin rolled his eyes. “Yeah, this is it.”He alighted from the car and walked in front of the warehouse. “See how normal and ancient it looks?” He called at the top of his voice.“What's he saying?” Dr Hill mumbled as he came out of the car. Nathan Luxe followed, and soon, the three men stood in front of the abandoned warehouse.“Can't believe this is where that bastard laid his nest. Smart, I'll give him,” Nathan said with pure contempt dripping from his velvety voice.“I didn't think Elijah's smartness was ever in question. We all know the daredevil has a brain.” Dr Hill dusted his hand that had been caught against the walls of the building.It was ancient and worn. Down at a street not many of the upper echelons knew existed in the City. He was wise to use this as a decoy.“How do we get in again?”
“What exactly do you plan on doing to stop him? Because he'll come for your position more than any of us. It's a Dr Bane situation all over again, right?” Nathan instigated.He waved nothing more but for people to hate Elijah as much and even more than he did. Although, he didn't think the latter was possible. He was a self-proclaimed Elijah's biggest hater, and he reveled in that fact.“Nothing like that is going to happen. Elijah will not be taking anyone's position, especially not mine. The one thing we should focus on right now is opening that damned door.”“I Know!” Colin suddenly snapped a finger.Two heads turned in his direction at the same time. Two pairs of curious brows lifted. One hand gestured for him to speak. Another mouth hissed impatiently.“We could find a cold hacker that would help. Bring them in, they do their thing, and we pay them off. What'd you think?”“It's good. I can call Kingston to find one. He knows the route to the warehouse, so it'd be easy for him. Pl