The atmosphere was charged with strange energy, Leon could feel the ions and atoms moving fluidly before him, around the woman beside him was dark dust, he had to squint to see it but it was right there, hovering over her head. He looked at the other people seated, all looking at him worriedly. He noticed that he could see different colors of the similar dust over their heads too. It was almost indiscernible but he could see it as he narrowed his eyes and focused. The power of the ring told him that the people he saw with dark dust were sick and those with the blue-like dust were healthy. Leon got to his feet just before the crowd began to form, he held the woman that was closest to him and noticed that she was struggling with breast cancer. Leon was surprised at the speed with which he was able to heal her completely. He did not even feel drained. "Wait, please, you have to listen to me, this is not what madam Emelda wants," The waitress tried to plead with him when she notic
The street was still dark as night when the old man's men surrounded Leon. In a few seconds, he felt the strength of a thousand men, and the goons who failed to look intimidating to him before now appeared like toys. "Aren't you going to beg for your life?" One of the goons sneered at him. Leon did not utter a word, he simply stood, studying their movement and determining their next action. "He thinks being proud will get him out of this," another man spat right behind him, kicking him on his left leg. That was all the trigger that Leon needed, he quickly pulled off the bag he had slung on his shoulder and delivered a punch swiftly to the man who fell on the ground, unconscious. "I swear, I don't want to use my gifts to hurt people but you guys never learn," he said coldly. The old man was shocked at how skillfully Leon had taken out one of his strongest men. He could see the uncertainty in the eyes of the rest. "Are you going to let this piece of shit scare you?! Get him and
The crisp evening air chilled Leon slightly as he sat on the park bench and looked out into the open street. Being on the same bench brought back memories of when he had first met with Tracy. It had been a similar day but his heart was a lot broken after his diagnosis. He could recall her melodious voice as she called out to him on the street, begging for help. It was as if his entire life took a downward spiral from then on. It was now a circus show of drama, threats, people worshiping him and people trying to hurt him. Suddenly, a car pulled up right next to him and for a minute, looking at the fancy high heeled shoe that stepped out, his heart skipped as he thought of Tracy. But it wasn't her, another sophisticated lady walked out of the vehicle hand-in-hand with a man as they strolled into the park. Something woke inside of Leon at that moment, he looked around him and noticed that he was all alone. No one cared about him anyways despite his gifts. The incident at the bed
Passing through the third gate meant that they'd just gained access to the inner estate of the master. Fiona walked to the front door where two men, fully armed and uniformed, stood. She handed them a small slip which they inspected and then granted her access, but they tried to stop Leon. "He's with me," she said as they tried to stop him. The men looked at Leon with a puzzled expression. He didn't look like the kind of man that had any business with the master. "What's his business here?" One of the men asked, looking at Leon with a frown. Fiona was quickly getting irritated by all the protocols and so was Leon. But she'd been there a good number of times to know that the master's safety was a priority and they had to go through the procedures no matter how tiring. "He is a heal I have brought to cure the master," she replied once again. The man looked at Leon down to his worn-out sneakers and then asked, "Which hospital do you work in? Which medical school did you graduate
Fiona looked at Leon, she knew many things would bring her back to the Xavier estate. She had business deals with Xavier. Brian was also a close acquaintance. "Gideon, you know I will have to come back here, the professor and I have unfinished business," Fiona said. But she was surprised at Gideon's sudden cold voice as he replied, "That is none of my business, Fiona, it doesn't matter how much I like you, this is my final decision," he said coldly. Leon quickly tapped Fiona and said, "You don't have to do this, come on, I'm sure you have some important business that will bring you back here," he whispered. Gideon looked at them, a small smile on his face as he saw their confusing and apparent retreat. But suddenly, just as they got to the door, Fiona sighed and turned to Gideon. "I don't know why you're doing this. I understand that maybe you're fed up with the disappointment from several doctors, but I know Leon can do this," she said. "Then go ahead," he said with a cas
Thoroughly embarrassed and humiliated, Fiona and Leon left the Xavier Estate. Fiona was unusually quiet as they drove down the quiet suburban district. All valuable contact with the professor would automatically be terminated. It would bring her a lot of lost deals and she could only imagine what that would do to her company. "I'm sorry that I put your entire network at risk," Leon apologized, he was still leaning on the leather seat of the car as they drove. His bones were still a little fragile and his heart was still racing wildly. Leon had not been appreciated for his healing instead, the messenger, Gideon had embarrassed him and looked down on him, this was not helpful to his deity power. "You don't have to worry about that, it's not your fault that you couldn't heal Professor Xavier at once," Fiona said to him with assurance, she could already see the guilt in his eyes at not only disappointing her but having her banished from the estate for life. "But you mentioned that
" Poisoned?" Fiona asked and he nodded. Her eyes became wide and she asked what he meant by that. "Poisoned by who?" She asked. Leon shook his head, "I'm not a prophet, I'm only a healer, I can't decipher that, all I know is that the substance in his bloodstream is a poison and that is what is killing him, slowly," he replied. Fiona held her hands to her chest, clearly mortified by such information. "What does this mean? That someone is trying to kill him?" She asked. That was not Leon's deduction to make. As much as he would love to say that it was possibly something else, from his diagnosis, there was no way that the master could have been ingesting the poison for so long without knowing that he was slowly killing himself. "Oh my goodness, who would want the professor dead?" Fiona asked out loud and noticed that even the driver who was usually so stoic looked mortified too. "We'll have to find out," Leon replied and Fiona nodded, still looking stricken. "But that's not all,"
The city was just as he'd seen the previous night - quite lifeless. But then maybe it was because he'd woken a little too early that morning. The sun was barely breaking through the sky when he pulled on his running shoes and was out on the sidewalk - he could have been right at the center of the lane for all he cared, there was nothing on the road. Leon jogged down to a quiet place where he stretched a little and continued the run shortly after. With his headphones plugged in, he didn't hear much. His mind began to wander. He thought of Fiona and Tracy and Professor Xavier and the clinic he was about to start. He was running out of time and there was nothing he could show for all his months of trying to get himself a job. A few minutes away, the path he'd taken narrowed to a small track and Leon was about to turn away when he suddenly heard a voice from the thick bushes. It sounded like a whimper and Leon was curious. He stopped in his tracks and turned down his music, pulli