~Maliki POV~ His heart told him that it was a senseless move, but his guts told him it wasn't. He knew that it wouldn't take time before other groups began to pour in and they would be surrounded. And they would simply end up not been able to accomplish their objective, coupled with the fact that they would end up getting killed. Rocky was a perfect example, he knew Rocky was dead or maybe soon. Tommy? He had no idea. Why was he thinking like this, it was simply because of the A Rankers that were on them. He had heard of them and the moment he identified them, he decided confronting them was not only a dangerous waste of time but it would lead to at least one of them getting killed. It was simple, despite been A Rankers, the five of them when working in sync, they could take down an S ranker. It was like a lion caught lacking by a pack of hyenas. Two was an even number for their power level, and three simply meant they would have the advantage. So why not attack ? It was simply b
"Look at me freak!" The eight year old kid shrieked in fright, cowering behind his arms as the shadow of the raised hand came closer. "Pah!" His now reddened cheeks stinged from the pain as looked up quickly, narrowly avoiding another slap. Hot tears streaked from his eyes as he stared at the strands of his glowing hair in the palms of his bully. He felt the burning sensation on his scalp now growing colder as his pain receptors had become a bit dulled. 'Perharps the bleeding had stopped.' "Please can I get my hair back?" He asked meekly, his bullies laughing in his face as one spat on the floor beside him. He watched in pain as they all collectively spat on each other saliva before dropping his hair strands in it. He stared in pain as he watched the glowing part of him been defiled. "Pick it up if you so much love it freak!" He was reluctant as he felt disgusted by their act and also by sticking his hand into the nasty saliva to get what he wanted. 'You're beauti
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
*************************Present********************** "Jake, where are you ?" She softly muttered with arms crossed under her soft twin mounds. "Ava , it is." A hoarse deep voice called out her name as she instinctively turned towards the direction of the voice. If it was before, her brain would have received and processed the information; image, person, she had just seen. But now, all she could mentally recall was a blank image. It was like she was just gazing into a void. Gazing was the wrong word, but it felt like that to her. "You must be Master Patrick ?" Ava politely asked as Patrick stared at her with a bit of surprise. "Master ? Ha..ha..ha..Call me Patrick or Rick, but not Pat for short...you don't want Celine icy stare on you." "Alright Sir Patrick." He stared at the young lad who was roughly the same age as his young niece and smiled softly. "Alright Ava, I will be taking you on as my student, but first, why do you want to be my student?" "You offered
Ivanka softly moaned as she felt a tinge run down her spine, as Ava fingers had brushed right past her nipple, causing the bud to increase in size, properly spreading out, seeking the finger that stirred it from slumber. "Ava, my uncle would be coming around this morning." Ivanka broke the silence with gasps as her body shuddered, her cheeks crimson red. Ava fingers were slowly working magic on her. Perharps she didn't know the results her actions were getting, and she was just trying to feel the person talking to her. Was she attracted to ladies ? No, she loved penis. But she did know that it was inevitable for one's nipple not to straighten up like a little soldier when touched abruptly, especially early in the morning. Her reminder of her uncle coming was intended to put a pause on Ava unintentional fondling. "Ohh." Ava softly whispered as her hand left Ivanka's breast and caressed her smooth face. "Thank you for all you have done Ivanka, I'm forever grateful
"...." 'Fuck!' Jake inwardly screamed as he was felt further violated, but he knew it was the truth. His class fell under the common ranks. It was said that classes that could be assigned where common classes. Of course, everyone starts off with a common class, like Ava his lover was a lancer. It was simple. The moment you pick a class, it becomes mentally engraved in you when you begin to train in such class. Now if there's common class, then there's certainly a special class category. Special classes are classes that one could either have by luck which was similar to been born the child of a sitting president. Or one could get it after unlocking his or her class and then such class evolves to become a special class. Everyone had a class but it remains inactive. Some people don't even unlock it till they take their last breathe. The moment you unlock it, it becomes active and your class gives you one special skill. Just like Rafeal Rondo, the vice- captain of The Pearl's, who
*******************Flashback************************* Zeus turned to him almost at dusk and spoke to him for the first time since they departed from his friends. his first words were : "You are weak." He wasn't expecting that, but he knew he was weak. Yes he had a broken ability and an overpowered system, but it didn't mean he was invincible. Prime might be invincible but he, Jake wasn't. It would be fool Hardy to place one's strength on his system, what if his system fails ? Though his system was him, but it didn't change the fact that he lost his last fight and almost lost those who he cared about. To prevent the past from happening, he needed to get stronger, cause deep down he had a feeling that the enemies he faced before was nothing compared to what laid ahead of him. So when Zeus told him his training was going to be toying the path of life and death, he didn't argue or back down from the challenge. But what got his eyes widened was the period he was going to spend, a mini
Tap Tap Tap Quickly tapping some pressure points in his body, Jake felt the energy essence coursing through his veins; he felt alive. 'Exapansion.' 'Metallic.' Immediately his body expanded, each limbs growing as large as a small car. A metallic sheen spreading rapidly acros his body, as it ate away the cold blisters forming on his naked skin. Bang! His body slammed heavily at the bottom of the mountain and was buried by the oncoming avalanche. Puff! Breathing in deeply, he forcefully shot out air from his nostrils as he remained buried in the snow, his nose rapidly taking in air as well as energy essence from the environment. And for the second time in his life, he had to dig himself out after been buried alive. **********************Flashback********************** He remembered when he woke up and saw Mrs Banbee, Daphne, the pretty red head; Ivanka and an old man who's eyes adored the older woman more than fear for his life. After defeating the messengers
The moment Ava heard Daphne voice, she felt weak, her body melted into the arms of her friend who slowly rubbed her back softly. "Daphne,...is...th..at you ?" She croaked softly as Daphne hugged her tightly and whispered a "Yes" in her ears. She cried out more, her hands wrapped around a lady she saw as a friend and a sister, her middle finger staining Daphne clothe with her blood. "Is Jake with you ?" "And what about his sister ?" She asked as she pulled away slowly, staring just up ahead of Daphne face. "Everything will be alright." Daphne whispered as she slowly brushed Ava's cheeks. Ava instinctivelyreached for Daphne hands and clasped it in hers, "Daphne please answer me, is Sophie alive?". She asked again and almost paused instantly as something occurred to her. If she was in this position with no eyes, it simply meant a worse fate or something similar must have befallen Sophie. And Daohne reluctantance to tell her simply meant it was the former, a worse fat
* Time flies by; Six months later * "Hmmh" A low grunt echoed in the small chamber of a cave before fading away as quickly as it was let out. Bang! Bang!.....Bang! The sound of iron striking iron disrupted the silence as the man with rippled muscles and a sheen of sweat dripping from his back continued his rhythmic striking. Bang! Bang!......Bang! He pauses for a moment as he stared at the sword before his hands, as he quietly thought : 'it wasn't flattened enough.' Bang! Bang! Suddenly he pushed it into a metallic bucket filled with water before moving unto the furnace chamber and began to fill it with more coal. "Ahh, there he's, the father of the lunatics." He chuckled to himself as he watched an old man completely naked walked towards him, his genital organs and unusually large balls swinging like ass of a cat-walking pig. "Oi! gramps! it's been six months, isn't it time for us to go back to humanity." The old man with grey hair and a full grey
Running off towards Patrick, she knelt beside him. His eyes still bloodshot, his Berserk class still active. Placing her hands on her Ava chest, she couldn't feel any heart beat. She tried sending some energy essence to her heart and core to stimutae both at the same time. After doing it for the fifth time, and it didn't work, she stared at the girl in pity before shaking her head. "She's dead." Few seconds later, she looked up to see Patrick still staring at Ava, she wondered if he was seeing something she couldn't see. Suddenly he stabbed two fingers into her ribcage, just below her heart as Celine gasped out loud. "Show some respect to the dead. " He didn't respond as he quickly flicked his fingers, his index strumming Ava heart violently, that her disfigured mouth puked out some more blood. "Patrick!" Celine called out loudly, ger eyes showing the shock and slight fury as to why he was doing this to a corpse. It was one thing that a young one's life had been taken
"Celine, freeze the obstacles with your ice, that way you can weaken it." "Then?" Celine stared at him while instantly doing as he said. "I will blast through it." "You plan on using your class ?" She asked warily as the temperature of the hall crossed into the negative mark, below zero. "Yes." Patrick slowly rubbed his hands together, having laid Queen carefully behind them, the friction of his palms caused his body to heat up in a strange way. "Ready." The moment He got the go ahead, his voice a whisper in the cold chilling air. "Berserk!" "Ahh!" His screams echoed across the hallway as even those below felt it, a chilling fear running through the spine of the five A(S) Rankers in a face off with Rabin. "That brute, goes activating his class again." Danitello muttered as he stared at Rabin who was now missing an arm and leg, while finding it difficult to face off against the five supposed A Rankers at once. His sense of balance completely ruined