A dead person could never start breathing again. Even with Superior medical skills, there was practically no way of bringing the dead back to life except that a vampires bites him and he wakes up being a vampire.
Despite that, Drake appeared calm and gleamed with confidence in his eyes. This surprised The head doctor as she watched attentively, she had never seen such confidence at such circumstance. At the same time the head doctor handed over the set of silver needles but using them on a dead person was a waste, she heaved.As Drake ran his fingers across the silver needles, Drake had an inexplicable sense of familiarity and his face was brimming with confidence."Do you need my help? " The head doctors, Mrs Lydia asked softly, Though she knew it was going to be futile. Being in the medicine field for many years she had always be kind-hearted with a respectable reputation, but was selfish by nature. She instinctively knew Drake perhaps can do some magics.Drake looked at her and asked her to hold Darwin's two pressure points where he pointed at. The points he meant were GV20 which was situated on top of his head, while K11 was at the bottom of the foot. The GV20 is located at he highest place of the head where all yang meridaians meet. The K11 acupuncture point was solely at the foot where the liquids from the kidney met.Even though Dr Lydia had her doubts she still did what she was asked to do and applied pressure at those two points. Moments ago she was looking for an escape route but now she finds herself immersed in the process.Holding the needles in his hands, Drake suddenly took a deep breathe and inserted three needles simultaneously into Darwin's forehead.Dr Lydia's eyes almost popped out of her socket when she saw that the the three needles had been placed accurately onto the three pressure points without any slightest mistake. Even after decades of practicing medicine and has alot of experience she had not by herself been able to place three needles at the same time precisely without mistakes at three pressure points. Now, how could this young man have such profound skills?Despite that,even with the extraordinary capabilities, he couldn't bring the dead back to life! While Dr Lydia was deep in thoughts, Drake had already inserted twenty-five needles at different pressure point all over Darwin's body.Samantha watched in amusement as she was dumbfounded upon how swift he is.Dr Lydia's face turned from solemn to surprised when he saw the layout of the metal prickles. Until Drake had inserted the last needle,the look on Dr Lydia's face had been frozen completely.It was at this moment that Darwin, who was supposed to be dead, let out a small breathe and his fingers twitched a little. Shocked, Dr Lydia recovered from her frozen state and stammered "what......what in god's name is ....is ...is this technique you had just applied?" She couldn't quite took an educative guess or seen anything as smooth as that thus she had to ask."It's the second chance technique!" Drake declared.Samantha who was watching couldn't help but shift closer. Her had was waking up!Dr Lydia dropped her knees saying 'Young man,pardon my ignorance and do forgive me if I have offended you Earlier?"Samantha kept watching nervously, she didn't know much about what was happening."Drake is this good?" She asked herself after Dr Lydia explained what had just happened.The second chance technique was capable of reviving even the dead and over centuries the technique had been lost.Just when Drake was confounded by how Dr Lydia was astonished and excited. The other two doctors dropped on their knees with a loud thud.'Miracle Doctor, please take us as your student's!" Three of them said in unison.This reaction gave Samantha quite a fright,she was interrupted when coughs rang out in the room. Darwin was finally awake."DAD!!!!!" Samantha reacted quickly by trying to help him up but was held back by Drake who was feeling famished. 'He can't be in a sitting position now,I have to remove the silver needles first'Holding Samantha's slender hands,he could feel how warm and gentle it felt, the sudden sensation felt like a jolt to him. The both locked eyes, as for Samantha she too also felt the warmth from his hands , Blushing,she remarked "This is all thanks to you!"Drake frantically released Samantha's hand before collecting himself,he was drained of energy. With a wave of his fingers the silver needles disappeared and appeared on the silver box. Nobody had no idea how it happened."It's done!" Drake said to Samantha while returning the needles to Dr Lydia.With what that had just happened,every reservations of doubt Samantha had for Drake were completely dispelled."Allow him to rest.. I'll be outside at the courtyard cultivating some energy, I'm depleted." Drake said. He motioned at Dr Lydia and the other colleague to stand up without giving them any reply concerning their request on making them his students.Drake can't even entertain accepting then as his students without Shinigami's consent and they were mere mundanes.The three Doctors were still kneeling down even after they were told to stand up, they grimaced in pain and still yelled and asked to be his students."Sorry,I can't accept anyone as my students but y'all can feel free to ask me any question, I'll be free to provide guidance of any sort!" Drake replied,he was moved by their sincerity. Naturally they felt delighted upon hearing that and as they stood up they felt a numbing pain on their knees and flick of Drake's hands some foggy stuff surrounded their knees and in seconds the pains were gone. They were astonished!They didn't think they would have to witness ,they had only heard about the technique on some ancient scrolls."Dad,how do you feel?" Samantha inquired.Darwin let out a slight smile, he was feeling absolutely well now!.Moments ago he was near death and now he was back to the land of the living.Dr Lydia gave Drake her ID card which contained her telephone number and address before she and her colleagues exited, it was then they realized one of them who said was pressed and went out to ease himself hasn't yet returned. Dr Lydia knew instinctively that he had left for home or the hospital due to fear of being caught in the crossfire if Darwin was not revived.Fearing death, Darwin Didn't know from where he would start thanking Drake. Drake had saved him for good two times and to survive he was willing to give Drake all of what he desired.Drake right from start did agreed to save him to curry a favour from him. He wanted to book an appointment with Mr Otumba and confront him about why he had taken charge of Wayland's property."Samantha,let your father rest some minutes before you relate everything to him and also Sir Darwin,you should be curious of what I want in return!"" No, problem... I'm willing to help with you with anything......." Darwin said with his health fully restored.With that heard Drake replied 'I'll be back in fifteen minutes time!'He dashed out of the room and in no time the discussion Samantha was having with her father had gotten animated. She relayed How Drake used the Second chance technique to revive him. With the way she related it, Darwin could actually visualize what transpired up till how reputable Dr Lydia asked to be his student.Darwin was flabbergasted, ranging from how Drake diagnosed his ailment,he was more than impressed.As Drake approached the courtyard he could feel the intense surge of spiritual energy, his depleted energy were gradually being revived. The courtyard had some flowers that were imbued with so much spiritual energy. A perfect environment to cultivate energy.He stood at the centre and exhaled a deep breath before sitting down on the floor like a Muslim praying. He began absorbing spiritual energy and in the next seconds the spiritual energy around were rolled into a form of bolus which he absorbed.Meanwhile at Darwin's niche, he was feeling thankful for getting to have a second chance to right his wrongs. He was feeling super healthy and strong.In a jiffy, he hauled himself into a sitting position with an anticipative look on his face, he was willing to grant any task Drake asks of him the moment he returns back to the room."Dad, he is really that talented.. I don't know how I can get him to forgive me. I was being stubborn." Josephine muttered." Don't worry, he is good man. He wil
Even Samantha trembled convulsively, as from fear when she heard that name, and a chill ran down her spines.Mr Otumba is the godfather of Delta city, he controlled and oversees the mafia and regiment groups all over Delta city. He was a figure who could send ripples all across the Delta city with a flick of his fingers. He was a mundane, yet he had the capabilities of some downworlders. Rumors says that his lackey's were not mundanes that they are beast, not even a bullet or cut would penetrate their skin. They were werewolves.Only those that had a death wish would book an appointment with the dreaded Mr Otumba. Any slight annoyance you cause him, he would feed you to his vicious wolves. Even Darwin himself wouldn't deliberately book an appointment with him. The last time he did, he lost thousand of his lackey's.Upon noticing the expression on Darwin and Samantha, he felt his request didn't went down well with them."Anything unsettling with my request? "Samantha cleared her throa
She was obviously wondering how his brother who had just returned from prison could make a friend this beautiful in short notice."Do you and my brother have something? I mean he had just returned from prison yesterday and how could he make a friend as cool as you in such short notice?" Clara asked. She didn't know when the words fell out, she didn't even consider if the words would boil down well with Drake.Drake knew that she asked on purpose, it's always in her nature that she always chastises him."Oh wow,he is an ex convict?" Samantha turned staring at him wide-eyed. That had him rather discomforted."Oh I see, he didn't tell you?" Clara said pursuing the matter."No ,I mean...he didn't..he didn't tell me!" Samantha stammered trying to return to herself,somehow knowing that Drake is an ex convict kind of made her pretty uncomfortable, she hadn't for once thought she would have something to do with an ex convict ever and yes,she even had nothing to do with the ex convict. Why was
It was another conference meeting day for Downworlders where they tackle anything that upsets the balance of the umbra world. The downworld representative at the conference room were all serving to bring to mind the possibility of a surviving Nephalem. Mr Otumba, the mundane representative was punctual this time around.The Genie stood up to address everyone and clear the air. The murmuring was escalating into a noise."There is a Nephalem alive!. Few days back I felt the usage of magic being the most powerful warlock. The only person who could harness such demonic power is a Nephalem, the signal wasn't clear though. He used a rune to deactivate being tracked and as such I couldn't pin point his location." The Genie explained.Meanwhile an appointment had been fixed for Drake to meet up with Mr Otumba, later that day. **********Samantha laughed shakily. “I hope you’re not too disappointed.” “No,” he breathed, sliding his fingertips under her chin. “Not at all.” He lifted her face
Drake having agreed to stay at Darwin's mansion for the mean time decided to stroll around the province of the Earth-2 while Mr Darwin and her daughter left for the Banquet.Clara on the other hand was drafting some designs Samantha had asked her to help her with.As he was taking a tour around Earth-2 province he reached a largely industrial neighborhood whose streets were lined with factories and warehouses. Some, Drake could see, had been converted into lofts and galleries, but there was still something forbidding about their looming square shapes, boasting only a few windows covered in iron grilles.He made his way from the subway station, crossed through a scrubby park, its badly kept grass burned brown by the summer heat. To his right the spires of a church gleamed gray.Something about the street felt different, he could sense something unusual. The narrow avenue lined with old warehouses, though most now bore the signs of human residence: window boxes filled with flowers, lace
"please don't kill me, Mr Otumba is our sponsor! " The young werewolf cried out as he is afraid to die, he thought Drake was really one of the umbra hunters sent to capture them thus, he was willing to confess and save his skin.Drake was not however going to kill him unarmed and not attacking. He was dumbfounded at once upon what the werewolf had just said."Mr Otumba? " He queried."Yes... Please don't kill me! I'm the only child of my parents and too young to die" The werewolf boy cried out the more pleadingly."Pick up your phone and call him right now and tell him what had just happened" Drake declared. He was going to meet Mr Otumba later today and he is beginning to see why Darwin was reluctant to book the appointment.Drake paused for a while as the werewolf boy picked up his phone and dialed Mr Otumba's line. Drake could sense someone was watching him from somewhere but he couldn't quite pin point, more like a spy or being tracked. He looked at his hands and noticed his trac
At the moonlight park...."Mr Otumba is not someone to joke with! Let me go,and run away before he gets here..except that you've a death wish!" The Werewolf boy pleaded despairingly with a breaking voice.Drake just curled his lip in a supercilious smile and told the boy to exit the place since he didn't want to kill him. With hesitation and trepidation the boy ran as fast as he could and exited the place.Drake just stood there impatiently waiting for the so Called Fearful Mr Otumba to arrive. Seems he won't have to wait anymore. He was sure he'd getting an answer on why he took his Dad's property and also a hint about his missing mum.From afar with his super sight ability he could see cars line up one after the other plying at high speeds towards him.In an actual measurement of time at exactly the sixtieth of a second. The cars running at supersonic speed screeched just a metre away from him,got aligned and parked horizontally, and immediately two vampire's each alighted from the
Meanwhile at Darwin's mansion...Clara was trying to draw the thing that had attacked her in the dream. She was still reminiscing on that as she took her sketchpad and started working out something. She was still feeling uncomfortable.“And his arm looked like an eggplant,” Clara muttered to herself in exasperation. The drawing just wasn’t working. With a sigh she tore yet another sheet from her sketchpad, crumpled it up, and tossed it against the orange wall of the bedroom. Already the floor was littered with discarded balls of paper, a sure sign that her creative juices weren’t flowing the way she’d hoped. Clara pulled her headphones out—cutting off Stepping Razor in mid song—and rubbed her aching temples. It was only then that she became aware that the loud, piercing sound of a ringing telephone was echoing through the apartment. Tossing the sketchpad onto the bed, she jumped to her feet and ran into the living room, where the retro-red phone sat on a table near the front door.“H