“ I’d casually start resting again, but when I’m about to close my eyes I see an explosion on one of the islands before me…”
Day 3 ATE
Project: Execution
Hawkins Finley’s Perspective
“Oh shit,” I announced to my clan. “We’re probably f____d if we don’t act fast.”
“What the hell do you want us to do?”
Andrew Hunter
“He’s a smart kid. Knows his stuff. I just wish he wasn’t so bossy all the time, especially since I overpower him in every way. But besides that, I love this kid. ”
“Fight. Isn’t that obvious, dumbass?!” I replied, pissed.
“Ugh, whatever, just please say, ‘Ready your positions!’, or some metaphorical shit like that next time.”
“Apparently your ass has a death wish. GRAB THE FUCKING SWORD!”
“Okay, okay.” Andrew would grab the sword slowly, but it was too late.
Snip-Snap-Whoosh.
“Oh, you poor idiots, time to get your asses beaten.”
Fusar
(The Narrator’s POV)
“A breathing, burning fire that’s only desire is to kill and claim. It is dedicated to wiping out the human race, but because of the explosion, he doesn’t need to do much anymore. This guy will surely eradicate every life form if they get the chance. Formed from a volcano, this guy will never give up… The Living Flame.”
The humanoid fire is about to send this charged up… heat beam at me. I don’t know what to expect, but what I do know is…
I’m fucked.
Project: Execution… In Progress
Back to Main Character’s Perspective
Drop.
“Is that.. -rubs eyes- The supplies?” I say to myself quietly.
I tiptoe to the box and open it… but to my surprise, the only thing in there is… a.. Ring? It has a message on it, but it’s very hard to read.. But there is an infinity logo on it. I look at the box again, and I realize there are two rings. I hesitate to put the ring on my finger, however. But as soon as I do…
Szzzzt.
A wave of energy is entering my body. An insane amount of energy, a potential for destruction I cannot even imagine. I don’t even have the physical capacity to withstand this unnecessary amount of energy. I don’t even think I’m still alive. As I feel like I’m about to split in two, I feel it. I feel the power. I try to fly again, and… It works. For the most part, at least. I’m kind of levitating, not necessarily flying, but either one works. I now realize I can control any physical object with my mind, otherwise known as…
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Psychokinesis.
Now being able to levitate, I kind of walk on air all the way to the island where the explosion occurred. Turns out it wasn’t an explosion… It was a volcanic eruption. A natural disaster after another, how fun. But since I can literally move things with my mind, it’s not that hard to take care of anymore.
“HELP, FLYING GUY!” Hawkins yells at me.
“To be fair, it’s levitating, not flying,” I say as I slowly move myself lower to the ground.
“To be fair, I don’t care. Just help us.”
“To be fair, my name is John.”
“To be fair, help us before I kill you next.”
“To be fair, you can’t kill me.”
“To be fair, you’re underestimating me right now.”
“To be fair, I could throw you off of this island right now without even having to move.”
“To be fair, we’re both going to die if we sit here like this and argue.”
“To be fair, you have a point.”
Fusar is just sitting here, listening to this. they’d casually incinerate a tree in the act of trying to eat it.
“Alright, let’s just get this over with,” I say. But as soon as I try to make a stone sword from the rocks and rubble, my ring falls off of my finger and gets dropped into the abyss.
Project: Repossession
Without hesitation, I dive into the abyss trying to retrieve the ring. I’m used to it by now, considering I’ve already experienced this twice. I realized that if I wanted to escape this alive, I had to sacrifice something. My goofy side.
As I am ready to give up, I somehow receive the seriousness of a lion, the memorization of an elephant, and I overall feel… I can’t describe it. It’s… difficult. Very difficult. It’s confusing. It’s… It’s the ring! I see the ring! I redirect myself towards the ring, and… I got it! I look at it closer than before… and I can read what the text says. ‘The Omni-Ring.’ A very creative name. Wait… Doesn’t the prefix ‘Omni’ mean ‘All’? So that means this is… the All Ring? The Every Ring? Well, at least I have a hero name for myself now… ‘Omniness.’ Or Omni for short. But there were two rings.. Does my dad have powers too? Anyway, I put on the ring, and start flying (or levitating) back up to the surface.
Project: Repossession… Success
As soon as I get on the surface, however, I can’t find Fusar, but I see Hawkins… but he doesn’t look okay… he looks knocked out on the floor in the most horrifying position I have ever seen. There’s some… substance next to him. It looks like vomit… please, lord have mercy on him…
“HAWK! Hawkey, are you alright?”
I go to try to carry him away, and I put my hand on his back, but then I feel.. Something… a liquid?
I pull my hand out, and I see… blood. He’s bleeding out.
“Oh shitshitshitshitshitshitshitshitshitshitshit, oh my god, stay with me, please. Please, don’t die, please, please… I don’t want to lose someone at the end of the third day, nonononononononononono, please, PLEASE… no… no… not like this, not like this… PLEASE! GOD, SAVE HIM! HELP! SOMEONE! ANYONE?!”
“Is everything alri-”
Royce Timmons
(Narrator’s Perspective) “A very serious person. Hardly ever jokes, or even smiles. It’s hard to make his smiles genuine. He only smiles if he actually thinks of you as a friend. This guy is a fearless warrior, and he has served in the military at one point, so he has battle experience. He’s a very strong foe… A True Nightmare.”
Royce would stand awestruck, seeing me about to cry whilst holding a now-probably-dead Hawkins. He’d tell me to turn him on his back, and then he’d ask how it even happened. I would point at the volcano, telling him a monster came out of it. It’s almost night now, so the only light you can really see now is the sun, the moon, and the very same volcano I pointed at. I told him about the monster that came out of it, and he seemed to believe me (I would believe it if I were him too considering the crap we’ve already dealt with in just three days). We kind of had to make our own bandaid, considering the fact that the world did explode, after all. But before we could make another move…
Drop.
“Thank god,” Royce says. “Hopefully that package has the band-aids we need.
Drop.
“Wait.. Why’d it happen twice?” I questioned.
“I… actually don’t know,” Royce responds.
“Wait, look up. The moon just passed the middle of the sky.”
“Wait, so that means…”
Day 4 ATE
“Wait a second. If we count, there have been four packages sent, and it’s day 4 after the explosion.
“You’re a smart kid,” Royce says as he flies to the islands that got the gift. Wait, he flew? He just grew wings! How is that possible?! oh wait. Never mind. I remembered the bullshit that already happened, so this makes a bit more sense. But anyway... I guess I'll check on him if he doesn't come back soon.
(???)’s Perspective
I look at the package that dropped right in front of my eyes. I look on both sides and then rub my eyes, making sure this isn’t a dream. I have done that one thousand six hundred eighty-four times just in these four days. I make sure everyone is asleep, and I open the package. And there’s… a lightning bolt inside? I pull it out to get a closer look, and I walk to a tree to see how sharp it is. But as soon as I start aiming…
“What do you think you’re doing with that?”
To be Continued...