Immediately he took off, running towards the burning house, the place he called home. "Stop him!" Mr Fred and the Firefighters shouted in unison as the other men ran after him. He was close, almost there. "I can do it" He muttered under his breathe, his clothes completely soaked with his perspiration as he kept on running, not losing focus. "Whoosh!" He lost his footing as he fellt the warm air sweep his feet off the floor. He crashed right in front of the door, slowly staring at the fireman who reached out to pick him. "Ahh!" The sudden screams alerted him as he quickly looked up to see part of the burning roof falling apart. Some had already fallen, burning the firefighter, who was screaming for his life. He could hear his screams for help as he swinged his arms blindly trying to get away from the flames and heat. 'Was it his fault that this man might end up dead ?' Bam! His hands outstretched towards the man as a slab of rock quickly formed and slammed aga
"Maliki" "Maliki" "Yes mother!" A young boy of about six years runs into her outstretched arms as she held him in a tight embrace. "My baby boy." She kisses his forehead softy before ruffling his hair, his hair glowing in the process. His little giggles brightening her smile, she quickly picks him up from the ground. "Do you know that Mommy loves you ?" "Yes." His childish voice and closed fist accentuating his elated response. "And..." she egged him on. "I love Mommy too." "That's my boy.." she hugged him tightly, her lips pressed close to his ears. "Never forget that." "Ahhh!" Ten years old Maliki jumps out of the bed screaming, his feet landing heavily on the wooden floor, as the floor board creaked loudly. "Where am I ?" He asked himself as he tried to recollect where he was before losing consciousness. "Mother." His eyeballs straining with concentration as he stared around the room. It was different, more aesthetic than the ones he
The loud laughter of a drunken man alongside the slightly tipsy ladies at both of his sides as he slammed the empty alcoholic drink at the bar entrance. "Fuck you!" He yelled at the bouncer who must have thrown him out. "Come on ladies, let's go!" His arms wrapped around both ladies slim curvy waist as he sang to himself like a drunked sailor. The girls laughing at his antics. "Baby come hold my thing!, I know you can't handle it.!" "Baby you want to hold my thing? You sure you can handle it?.....ha ha..." "You're bad." "I can't wait Baby." They both teased him, their voice seductively and flirting actions. Of course he was the customer; the customer must be made happy. "Oh girls, we are close home, I bet you can't wait for Dadd....ahh shit!" He cursed as he tripped, his leg hitting a stone on the process. The shot of poin temporarily cleared the drunkeness in his eyes as he looked around angrily. Both ladies flashed him pretty smiles and cute puppy eyes whi
"The rules my friend, are simple. To reach the light at the end of the tunnel, whisper your deepest and darkest secrets to the darkness, and it would guide you to me. " 'To him ?' Maliki thought as he briefly wondered what this mysterious man who had decided to help him get revenge meant by that. "What ?" "who's that ?" Fred panicked as he swinged his hands in the darkness, blindly aiming for an enemy that he gullible perceived were with him. "Where are you going ?" Maliki asked as the tall white masked man began to climb the stairs. "The girls, I'm sure they would need some company." "Eww. He stared in disgust at the masked man before turning to the cloud of darkness before his eyes. He still marveled at what his eyes laid on, staring in disbelief that a man was capable of wielding such powers. He peered into the darkness, his eyes glowing red as he stared down on Mr Fred. "My Lord!" Mr Fred dropped to his haunches as he stared in pure fear as the pair of
(Author Note: A bit gore, but nothing that sixteen years old can't stomach.) "You, little piece of shi..." The remaining words were punched out of his mouth by the rock cladded fist of Maliki. "Ugh!" Mr Fred spat out a mouthful of blood and two white Pearl's. Feeling the empty spaces, his tongue soothing the aching pain in his mouth, he rushed towards Maliki. He gasped in suprise as his punch failed to connect with Maliki head, and a punch from the young lad, knocked the air out of his guts. On his knees, hands across his stomach with bulging eyes, he wondered how this little piece of shit was stronger than him. 'He was right, I feel lightweighted and also stronger.' Maliki beamed at his new found power status as he eagerly bounced around like a clumsy boxer, excited that his opponent in his first bout of his career was down on his knees. "You impudent welp! I will crush you!" Mr Fred screamed with bulging veins running across his throat and face. He threw e
Heavy breathing echoed across the empty room, the culprit, hands on knees staring at his dead adversary. His face completely white, devoid of life and blood, fats nonexistent with bones nearly jutting out of the skin. 'The abyss is scary.' "Of course it is. it consumes everything in its path, but that isn't the abyss." The voice of the white masked man forced him to stand upstraight. "What do you mean by that isn't the abyss?" Maliki asked as the man gently laid the two unconscious girls beside the dead Mr Fred. "What I sent to you wasn't an abyss, if it was the abyss you would be dead." "Huh?" Maliki stared at him in utter confusion, slowly he looked at the two ladies laid on the floor. "You didn't kill them did you ?" "No." "You didn't do.." "No" The masked man cut him short. "I'm the embodiment of light." "But the light doesn't kill, it's always the good guy." ""Yeah, true." There was a moment of silence as neither spoke a word but s
"I will kill you!" His voice was louder than an enraged principle down at the hallway. A smile crept up her face, as she picked Sophie in her arms and rushed towards the floor exit. They say do not talk about a woman's weight, but at that moment, her tired arms were screaming for some relief. It's been at least an hour since she woke up form what seemed to be an enternal slumber. At first she wanted to check what was happening when she woke up hearing fighting, but decided not to do so after seeing a man going up an down like a basketball in motion from her window. She wondered if he was the bad guy or the good guy been toyed like he was in the hands of LeCron Rames. But kicked against the idea of finding out. because it was best not to fuck around. Silently she prayed that Sophie, Jake older sister would wake up. But staring at the sleeping beauty not in distress, made her wonder if the gods were also busy looking down at her angelic face and ignoring her prayers. Simply,
"Bang!" The crushing sound of a collapsed floor caused the immediate pause of the present fight as Rabin took in deep breathe, his chest heaving and breathing thrice faster than normal. He was grateful for the sudden pause, like an ad before one of them clicks on skip and he would resumed fighting for his life. The turning point wasn't when Maliki died suddenly. 'That fucking good for nothing coward...dying so quick...and I thought he was supposed to be the strongest among us....what a fraud!' Though Maliki dying quickly wasn't part of the script or even part of the off script. Of course he wasn't filled to the brim with optimism that their trio would enter here and complete the mission without a minus in their number. Someone was going to die, But he wasn't expecting Maliki to pull the short end of the stick, especially that quickly. Maliki death left him and Cron on the wrong foot, with their advantage quickly skimmed off. It was two against two and they were winning u