Supreme Awakening Of The General's Lost Son

Chapter 4

With the new idea in mind, Dean hurried into the storage room and gathered some seeds. His mother, Martha, looked on curiously, trying to process what was going on.

"What are you doing, Dean?" she asked, but Dean just smiled and said, "You'll see, Mom. Just watch."

Dean headed outside and planted the seeds in a small patch of soil. He watered them and then channeled his energy into the soil, making the seeds grow immediately. 

Within minutes, the plants were bearing fruits and vegetables, all thanks to Dean's gardening ability.

Martha's eyes widened in amazement as she watched the plants grow. "Dean, this is incredible! What do you plan to do with all these fruits and vegetables?"

Dean grinned. "I'm going to harvest them and sell them, Mom. We need the money, and I think I can make a good profit from this."

Martha couldn't help but feel proud for having a son like Dean. "That's a great idea, Dean. I knew you'd come up with something."

The next day, Dean took the harvested fruits and vegetables to the market and sold them all.

 People were impressed by the quality and quantity of the produce, and they even ordered more. Dean made a thousand dollars, a small fortune for him and his mother.

As he walked home, feeling accomplished, he suddenly spotted Sam and Jerry, Blake's friends, bullying another student. 

When Dean checked the student's watch he saw that it displayed an F Ranked Earth ability.

Dean tried to mind his business, but his heart urged him to go help Peter. However, Sam and Jerry were both C-ranked ability users, with Sam having the ability to control metal and Jerry having the ability to create powerful illusions.

“Please let me go, I don't have money.” Peter pleaded weakly.

“Nah, I don't think so. I know you are hiding it somewhere on you, just give it up nice and easy, hehe.” Sam replied. But soon he heard a firm voice that startled him.

“Let him go!” 

When they turned around and noticed it was Dean, they couldn't help but laugh.

"Hey it's the garden boy," Jerry said walking towards Dean. “who got heartbroken.”

He stopped In Front of Dean, looking into his eyes. “What are you gonna do, huh?” 

Dean stared back, he came up with a plan in mind to quickly  Jerry in the gut, then run away with Peter.

However, when he sent his hand forward to punch, Jerry easily caught it.

“Too slow,” he said, returning a punch on his own.

All the hope that was in Peter of being saved, faded away.

Sam and Jerry easily beat both Dean and Peter, snatching all the money they had on them.

But now that Dean was here, he had to give it his all, hoping to get a chance to escape.

The fight was intense, with Sam using his metal control ability to create sharp blades and Jerry using his illusions to confuse and disorient Dean and Peter.

 Dean tried to use his gardening ability to grow vines to restrain Sam and Jerry, but they were too powerful and easily broke free.

As they stood over Dean and Peter, victorious, Sam and Jerry mocked them. "You're just a weak garden boy, Dean," Sam sneered. "You'll never be strong enough to protect anyone."

Dean looked up at them, his eyes burning with determination. "I'll show you," he said, his voice low and fierce. "I'll show you what I'm capable of."

However, Sam and Jerry just laughed and turned to leave. “Thanks for the cash.”

For now, Dean and Peter could only watch as Sam and Jerry walked away, laughing and triumphant.

Peter and Dean struggled to stand.

“Thanks for coming to my aid, I am Peter..” Peter said, extending his hand.

“I wasn't of much help anyway., I am Dean,” Dean replied, shaking Peter's hand.

“I am sorry you lost your money.” Peter said feeling bad that he was the cause.

“It's okay, I'll look for another one.” Dean replied feeling down.

As two separate ways, Dean trudged up the path, his body bruised and battered.

 His mother, Martha, who had been waiting anxiously with the angry landlord and his boys, rushed towards him, her face etched with worry.

"Oh my God, Dean! Are you okay?" she exclaimed, her voice trembling.

Dean winced, trying to reassure her. "I'm fine, Mom."

But the landlord was unmoved by Dean's condition. "Where's the rent money?" he growled, his eyes narrowing.

Dean hesitated, feeling a surge of anger. "I was robbed."

The landlord snorted. "I don't care about your problems. You're behind on rent, and I have no choice but to throw you out."

He nodded to his boys, who stumbled into the house, starting to haul out their belongings. Martha ran over to the landlord, kneeling down and begging.

"Please, sir! Give us more time! We'll pay the rent, I promise!"

But the landlord was heartless, pushing her away. "Take your miserable son and get out of my house!"

Just as it seemed like things couldn't get any worse, a convoy of expensive vehicles arrived, parking at the scene.

 A guard stepped out of one vehicle and opened the door of a sleek limousine.

A man in an expensive suit emerged, his presence commanding respect. 

He walked towards Dean, his eyes locked on him. Everyone stared in nervousness, unsure of what was happening.

Dean felt a shiver run down his spine as the man approached him. He wondered what crime he could have committed to warrant such attention. Was it someone from Blake's family?

But to everyone's shock, the man fell to his knees, his eyes shining with reverence.

"Young Master, we have finally found you," he said, his voice filled with awe.

The scene fell silent, with everyone staring at the man in confusion. Dean's eyes widened, unsure of what to make of the sudden turn of events. Who was this man, and what did he want with him?