Year 4926 of the twelfth federation calendar
The empire has fallen apart at the death of the emperor and in the empire’s place many interstellar sovereignties have risen in its place. One such, is the free city of Maina a planet sized city that has remarkable taken control of the market and is the centre of technology and development. It also acts as a hive world for many magicians and magical items. It is also a place of hope for many citizens of this galaxy.
Seekers travel their in mass to hunt while enforcing their magic and technology principles. This world has stood on the brink of a crusade against magic users for many years. This is due the the seekers hated and enslavement of all magic based properties and individuals. It is also due to the powerful voice of the church of divinity making its home their and the support of purest a powerful fraction of Maina higher elite class citizens that often make up Maina’s extremely corrupted called the federation. As well as the majority of all middle class citizens can have only remained so due to the purest fraction and its purity support programs. Although others see the purest programs as ways to keep the middle class below the upper class.
And let us not forget it prestigious academy that world rulers from all over the galaxy send their children to learn and play spy. A place of wealth of knowledge to some and a symbol of the class divide to others. A place of peace and prosperity the few. And the source of a bitter hatred to others.
The crime in the galaxy is not comparable to the crime on this single planet due to the underworld. The surface enforces a strict rule while all those who sit below are completely forgotten. A vast underground complex of forgotten infrastructure. It is said to stretch deep into the planet's core. Their is a saying among the inhabitants of Maina. The rich will never stand on solid ground and the poor will never touch the sky. It is fairly actually as most of its ruling class do indeed never stand on nature ground and most of the poor will never see the sky in their lives.
The rules of this place? If there were some then it is ruled by seven families each named after a different sin. A group labeled the society is known as the true rulers of Maina. But in reality these families are nothing more than the criminals that enforce their own rule and some of the families in the society do not and instead prefer to work in the shadows. And yet they dance all but untouched by all the rest if the world.
As more and more violent groups make their presence known to the citizens of Maina and the mega corporations grow in strength and influence in more way than the general public suspect it reminds me of the last great emperors final words.
“Madness is always a single bad day away from today. “
******
I am bored.
Life is grey and pointless. It all has no meaning. We can’t escape the heat death of the universe. We are all doom to die at some point. The vast majority of people suffer. Life is without meaning or purpose. There is no god. But worst of all its so boring at time. Emotions are a lie.
I look farther and try to focus on the lecturer and oh god my boredom has only grown in power.
I feel someone push the back of my head. I turn to see a smiling idiot. “ Hey Jax guess what? Guess?”
“what?”
He frowned at me “don’t actually guess what. That joke is long dead.”
“ Ok then I am out of ideas. You have completely beaten me. What was it?” Jax
“ Guess what?”
“ Where going in circles here Ken.” Jax
“ ok, ok I got a date.”
“... Ok but you know that a no means no. So when she said no that means that you don’t actually get the date right?” Jax
“ But it is true. She is even a super hottie. And what the hell do you mean, no means no. You make me sound like a criminal.” Ken
“ Ok then by all means how does one so gifted in the ways of women such as yourself get a date” Jax
“ Believe it or not… she approached me. Can you believe it?” Ken
“ No I honestly can’t.” Jax
“ Shut up you two” A far more feminine voice interruptions mine and ken’s man to man talk.
It was Ling. Someone that Ken introduced to me at the start of my unit course last year. We got on well enough but I always thought that Ken was making a move so I never really did anything with her. It wasn’t until recently that Ken revealed that he had in fact made no progress on that front at all. I understand Ken you fight your own wars.
But the three of us get on well enough and we happen to sit next to each other in class. Ken didn’t have anything to do with that… ok.
Usually she not a stick in the mud but we have just finished writing out the exams so I am guessing that Ken wants to change subjects or get his mind off things. And she wants to keep quiet so we can leave early.
Or Ken is aiming for me to be at my weakest before he starts bragging to me about something. I guess in this case it's this ‘attractive’( to be seen) girl that may or not exist. Well... we will need to wait and see the jury’s still out on that one. I am stuck between him exaggerating about her or she isn’t real. It's one of the two.
If there was a third option then she's going to use him in some way. I guess that's fair. because he wouldn’t be so hung up on her appearance if he wasn’t interested in it to a large degree.
Well I say that but he is still my bestfriend so I don’t want anything to happen to him. But still there through of him getting in a better relationship than me strikes me the wrong way.
Well the three of us are good friends so we will keep silent for Ling. Right now where in a room that reminds me of a opera house. Its big and wide and the back seats are taller than the front seats so that it is easier to see. Red curtains hanging the purest and federation symbols in white. I always like the way red and white looked together. It really stands out to me.
As for me right now. I am bored. The teacher has called time and no one is writing anything anymore. And is giving us a spiel about something to do with roads and safety and how if we get found cheating….Well we were allowed to leave not long after.
Outside it became apparent to me that today is most likely going to be a bad day. It is raining pretty heavy right now. And I had such a good feeling about the test too. Such a shame.
“ Hey Jax you going to be ok going home in this rain?” Ken
“ Would you like a lift home?” Ling
“ No I should be fine. There's also something I have to do on the way their.” Jax
And like that I shot off down the street in the pouring rain. Well I underestimated the rain because it didn’t take long for me to be soaked to the bone. So I decided to take a detour in an alleyway up a head.
As for the choir I had to do. It was because my girlfriend had wanted me to meet her at a cafe today. I have been looking forward to it all day. It doesn’t matter if I get cold so my heart will warm my soul. We have been dating for a few weeks now and I think it is going well.
*****
“ I am breaking up with you.”
I watch her back as she runs away. No explanation or excuse. She just simply leaves. Well that just how things go sometimes I guess. Then I feel a hand press on my shoulder and I look over to see the waitress holding a bill.
Ahh my girlfrie- ex girlfriend must eat when she is neverious why else would she have ordered 20 full course meals. I am not sure if I can pay this. I will need to cut down on food expensive for a while and I probably can’t get that thing I wanted either huh. “ You wouldn’t happen to have a discount for couples would you?”
The waitress give a fake smile at me and says
“This is with the discount for couples”
The only though running through my head was… what a kind waitress for giving me a discount.
*******
After going outside I just stand in the rain. A fog has come over to the point where I can’t see the other side of the street. I feel a buzzing in my head. Oh its my implant. I used to find this feeling so annoying but now it seem odd when I go for a long enough time without it.
And it appears my brother has contacted me. If I am not mistaken mothers birthday should be soon so it might have something to do with that. It has been a long time since I have seen my mother. The only family I am really close to is my brother but every since I moved to an apartment near campus I feel as if my brother has changed and that there is a wedge between us. Father was kind enough to fund the rent..
But I still love him and I know he loves me. Because we are brothers and that will never change.
I answer it. “ Hello”
“...”
“...” Jax
“...”
“ Brother what is-” jax
“ Mother is dead.”
“ … what?”
“ Mother is dead.”
“ THIS ISN’T A JOKE!”
“ I am not joking brother. Looks like you can’t use her anymore. You know she wasn’t able to pay for her medical bills right. That father cut her off. THIS IS YOUR FUCKING FAULT YOU BASTED!”
“ What are you saying brother. Medical bills. Since when was she sick?”
“ YOU FUCKING HORE. YOU MEAN YOU DIDN’T KNOW OR YOU HAVEN'T BOTHERED TO FUCKIG CHECK UP ON HER! Part of the agreement was that you would look after her you shit.”
“ I didn’t make such a deal”
“ Brother I don’t want to see you at her funeral”
“ What was that?”
“ I don’t want you their.”
“ Hey BROTHER I MIGHT NOT HAVE BEEN THE BEST SON BUT I AM STILL GOING TO MY MOTHERS FUCKING FURNAL!”
“ No you’re not.” Click
“ huh he hang up.”
I stare at falling rain for a long time. I am not sure how I am supposed to feel right now. I guess it makes the cafe thing much smaller in comparison I guess. I think I should make my way home. But then what? What do I feel right now.
I am bored… no I feel empty. Surprising that I am not sad. But I am definitely not happy. Brother called me a leach. Was mother truly sick? If she was and I didn’t know. Do I deserve to see her funeral. How long?
Have I done something wrong?
Shit… sniff
***********
I began to make my way home. I don’t think about the rain or the cold so I don’t rush much. I stick to the alleyways as much as I can. Not so much as to keep clear of the rain or to find a shorter way home. It's just a feeling. Like I want to hide. So I don’t feel like taking any busy roads. Not like their will be many people in this weather.
The rain is heavy enough that every step creates a splash and a puddles have formed everywhere. I see the water pouring into the city's lower levels through drainage ports in the side of the road.
The free city of Maina. I wonder why they chose a word derived from madness to name our city. I guess the planet has its own name? I wonder what that is.
Throughs like these are my final attempts to avoid the truth and the pain.
I’m thankful for the rain. It is helping to hide my tears. From others and me.
I step into another alley only to not hear the sound of the rain. I look around and I see a lack of water. I continue to move forward. In front of me their are a few trash bins. The large one but other than that it looks like a normal alley.
I walked along it before. Crash. I fell face first into the ground. I feel a few drops of blood run down my face. Ow it hurts. Shit what did I fall over. A rat?
Under my foot I see a large brown rat struggling. It twists around and in a hurry I kick it away. I am a rich kid. I can’t handle rats. I’m surprising good with insects and other animals but not rats. Or at least the diseases they carry. They are sickening.
“ Oh you fucking bastard watch where you are walking to prick. I swear to god if you did that on purpose I will shove a cactus up YOUR FUCKING ARSE!” The rat called out
… did the rat just speak? Did the rat just threaten me?
Then it changed form into a bruised little woman. She was beautiful if it wasn’t for one thing, she was small and I mean a fist sized woman not a child. She wiped some blood from her mouth then she raised her hands in defiance and then like a strike of lighting she looked surprised then again at her hands. Then she look up at me. I heard a slight “shit” muttered under her breath. Then she collapsed.
I was confused. What the hell just happened.
“ haaaaaa my tummy feels bad.” The little person looks up at me and says “ peasant! FIGHT ME!”
Then rather sluggish she tries to stand only to fall over again. Then again. After trying to get up a third time she fall back down to the ground. She look at the two inches of distance she covered and then she looks at me and smiles. “ I'm running you down, you peasant he he he. What you gonna cry bitch. Tears won’t save you from me. ” then she tried for a fourth time but finds that she doesn’t make any distance. “ It's your lucky day peasant. I have decided to spare you from the fate of death be pleas- burrerrr” half way through her sentence she throws up a rainbow coloured liquid. A literally rainbow. It is red on one side and purple on the other.
I sit there in confusion over what has happened. Then she throw up again but this time it is only blue. But like a crayon blue with small bits of dry mashed up crayons floating on top.
“ Umm are you ok” I speak with much hesitation. The little girl looks up at me. “ You think you could kick me under that trash bin. overnight the rain will probably get worse. Oh actually I might drown if you do that so please don’t. Right?”
“ Huh?”
“ Cos of the rain you prick. Kick me cos of the rain you prick.” I walk over to the unidentified thing and ask. “ Are you lost. Sorry about kicking you before. I thought you were a rat”
The little girl looks up at me. I lean over her. She doesn’t say anything just looks at me oddly. Then a single drop of blood falls on her face. I watch as its soaked into her.
It is really creepy. Then she springs up and from the white coat she was wearing a two butterfly wings spread and she takes flight.
I feel my nose and pull back only to sea some red on my fingers. I rub it off with my jacket.
She laughs to herself before once more she fall forward. But this time I am hear to catch her.
In my hands she graphs my finger. It feels nice like when a cat tries to play with you. Then she looks up at me and squints. “ You have the blood of a untouched warrior. You know not what is in your blood.” Then she grabs her chin and continues “ I probably won’t make it that far as I am now and boss is still looking for me. I need a place to hide. You will be genirulosely… generously rewarded. Also feed me for!”
“ You need a place to get out of the rain?”
“ That's right. Will you help?”
I look down at the small thing in my arms and I think to myself. I have enough problems of my own right now so…
“ No” I drop the little thing on the ground. Almost as soon as it hits the ground it starts punching my legs. It then leans over and tries to bite through my pants. It doesn’t work well for it. “ But it’s your fucking fault that my rat camo was destroyed. Take responsibility for what you did to me you bastard.”
I began to walk away. It is still grasping onto my leg.
“ Are you just going to leave this defensiveness and weak woman here to fend of the predators of the world. Oh think of all the horrible and evil things they would do to me. Oh the horror. Oh the pain. Whatever will I do… but no you just leave me here but know that my death will be on your head.”
Ahhh I feel regret. I stand at the end of the alley way and turn to see the little person facing the wall just off to my right. I make my way back to her and I when I do so she turns so that it is her back that is facing me.
“ Ok I can let you stay at my place for one night. Ok one”
She turns with a bright smile on her face” ahh what's this… well if you insist what can I say he he he I will grace you with my presence. Peasant tell me what is your name?”
“ Its Jax”
“ Ok Jax you have just made a friend with me the greatest of the fairies queens. The great Que.”
Well there's that I guess. “ Ok Que. I am Jax it is nice to meet you.”
“ Likewise human. Now than. Take me to food. Peasant. And carry me I am too weak to walk at the moment.”
Giggling to myself at my own stupidity I pick up Que and place her in my pocket. “ Cold!” I hear her call out. And I continue home. My thoughts have drifted from the way they were before and into a new direction called Que.
“By the way Que… are you magical?”
“ Yep… are you… is that a problem for you?”
“ No. Actually I am curious how it works.”
“ Ok I will teach you later. Although I probably won’t.”
*******
I live in a one bedroom apartments in on the 239 floor of one of the most highest priced facilities. I stand outside the lobby and look up.
The fog has lifted a bit or was just not as heavy here but I can see a full 40 meters above me now. Much better than just before where I could barely make out the other side of the road.
I feel Que squirming in my pocket. I make sure to push her down deeper as I walk through the entrance way. I shot straight over to the elevator.
I press the button rapidly until I feel a hand grab my shoulder and I turn around. It should he fine. It should be fine. It should be fine. Right… but to my luck it is my friend Ken and… is that Ling. The woman who I became friends with. Oh so those two are together. Hmmm he did mention a pretty woman asking him out and then Ling told him to shut up. Ho it all makes sense now. He he he it ok I won’t tell a soul. It’s not because I don’t want to but that I have no one to tell. Oh god my only friend and I am a third wheel in his eyes.
“ Ahhh buddy I heard about it. She was a bitch for breaking up with you that way. Who the fuck does that, buying 9 meals before breaking up with you and then bragging about it on social media. She was a cu-“ ling cut Ken off with a “ Are you ok? Jax you should talk… if you want to that is no one is forcing you to do anything.”
“ I don’t feel like talking right now” Jax
“ Nonsense this is the time when friends need to be together the most after all.” Ken
“ Ken is right. We should go drink together” Ling
“ No I am good. Wait how the fuc… wait what do you mean brag”
Ken looks at me concerned. Ling looks regretful and a little pale. She taps the side of her head to show off her implant link to the network. I do the same and before me I see… comments. Some are on my side but most are joke comments that are taking my situation quite funny.
I see my now ex girlfriend saying that this was all something her best friend dared her to too. That dare including dating me. Wow I had forgotten about this nice bit of information. Isn’t today a just… ah fuck this kinda hurts actually fuck I don’t really wanna joke this one off.
“ Like I said we need to get something to drink. It won’t be good for you to be alone. Let's hang out like we used to Jax. We don’t need another oh but of course Ling too. You know we hit a good club and bang you will have someone knew to fawn over what do you say. Ha brother.” Me and ken are tall guys. But Ken isn’t actually as well built as I am. Despite his outward personality and handsome face he doesn't like going out much and is in fact a geek. Even has the glasses.
We used to but drinking but never to clubs. He always complains about the sounds. I don’t feel anything about them either way but. I also have had a hell of a day.
I can’t say drinking my problems away is the right choice but its at least a choice although I cannot see Ling fitting into a place like that but she will still care about me enough to come. I tap the side of my head which removes the display from my view.
I have great friends.
I feel something rub my hand that shoved deeply in my pocket and I remember. Que a thing.
“ I don’t feel like doing anything tonight but let's go out tomorrow for sure ok.”
“ You sure brother?” Ken asked worried. It is at this point the the elevator door that arrived during this conversation attempts to close on me. I step inside and turn to Ken and Ling “ Thanks but I just wanna sleep this one off. I will be in a better mood tomorrow so lets go do it then.”
“ Ok” it was Ling that replied.
******
So soon as the door closes I place my head against the wall and think to myself.
Ken. Thanks. I place both my hands on my head. I realized my mistake a little bit later when I hear a small gasp for breath a full 20 seconds after I moved my hand. “ How dareith the peasant hold their hand against this most noblith of queens.” I shake a little as I feel something sliver up my sleeve and pop out of my collar. I see a snake. Well going but its size it could be large worm with scales. Que morphs back into her human winged form. “ That conversation you had with the lesser humans what was it about. I am a great listener and it will help me trust you peasant if I know of a weak point.”
I look at this thing that's now playing with my ear. Or well I try to but its outside of my line of sight. “ It was nothing I have just had a bad day is all.”
I feel her step back onto my shoulder. “ A bad day. A bad day! You are wrong it is not a bad day because you meet me. Because you meet me today it makes today go from a bad day to a great day that had bad things happen in it. Now speak to me about these bad things. I will make them better.”
“ Why would I don’t even know y-“
I feel light headed and I feel something pulse inside me head. Every seems to go dark for a bit until I hear a question.
“ Tell me about these bad things that happened today. What were they?”
“ I stubbed my toe when I woke up this morning. Then I had a surprise exam at school although I feel that I did well enough on it. I was probably not the best but I don’t need to be. Then I went to meet my lover. She broke up with me.”
“ Was that the bad thingy?”
“ No I was also told that my mother died.”
“ Ok so that was the bad thing right?”
“ It was part of it.”
“ Only part?”
“ I might have had a hand in it unknowingly. I feel guilty for not doing more for her now that she is gone. But what hurts me the most is how easily I have accepted the situation despite how much it hurts. I feel emptiness insead of sadness. All in all it feels like it doesn’t really matter in the long run.”
“ Well yeah you have a special blood that will do stuff like that…. Oh right your under trance right now so you can’t talk unless I ask. Ok so like you have a fancy bloodline. And remember this it is important ok. You like need to remember that ok. So your bloodline will suppress emotions and do a few other things but for know those things will be a secret ok. But one of those things is call nature resistance.
Poison and mind control don’t work on you very well. In fact only the highest level of mind magic will affect you and those effects will be quite small compared to normal people. Except you bloodline is unawakened. So… Is that it. Ok do you intend to harm me?”
“ I do not”
I hear a clap and instantly throw Que against a wall and fall over. I shove my self across the ground towards the wall. I am shaking in fear. Deep fear.
I said things just now that I didn’t want to say to her. No the answer to the question wasn’t me right. There's no way I feel like that. It must be a trick.
“ What the hell cough* cough*. Ok I probably had that one coming.” I am shaking I can’t help myself. But soon I calm down. Is this what she was talking about. “ What are you?” Que looks up at me and smiles at me “I said it before didn’t I. I am a fairy queen. A master of magic” she grabs her sides and pats her neck and in a much quieter voice she says “ If nothing else. Ahh fuck my ribs. They hurt like a mother fucker.”
I sit up and look at Que. “ What do you want?”
Que laughs a little and says “ Of course I just wanna be ya friend. Mwahahahaha cough* cough. Ahh shit my sides hurt like hell.”
I don’t feel like I will get anything pressing this matter.
“ Since meeting you how much of my actions have been mine.”
She looks at me and waves me off saying “Don’t walk down that hole. I can’t even tell you how much of my actions are my own much less yours. You will just go mad if you start doubting everything and it is all but impossible to control someone without them being controlled.
At least I don’t know a method. However it's not hard to influence someone but you could have easily walked away. If there was anything I rubbed your hands to remind you of me but that had no magic. Oh I also cast a type of magic that makes people more accepting when you asked me if I was magical. But it turned out I didn’t need to. Can’t be too safe with the purest running around.” She look a bit confused as if she didn’t understand the question earlier then she looks up as if she is questioning something. “ Well it not that big a deal.” She said.
Theirs a ding as the door opens. Just before someone steps in Que leaps at my leg and hides herself from view. I hear in my head “ It’s ok we can talk more later. For now act casual. Or don’t the choice is yours. Or is it mine oooooooo”
And so I casually made my way to my apartment.
*********
Once I enter inside my place I close the door. I throw my bags on my bed.
My apartment is a nice 5 room apartment. It is the peek of living in my opinion. A nice design of whites and reds. No wood or carpet floors the hole things is floored with a white tiles or cement. It has a roman feel it with a coliseum like pillar in the centre of the lounge room the first room you enter as you come in the door. At the back of that room to the right is the kitchen and to the left is a corridor that has a study, bedroom and a greek style bathroom room.
This entire building is made for students of the academy.
I live in the city of Manina. To give you a size of this massive city it takes 928 hours by highway to make it outside the city bounds. And even then it is land that was once part of the city but is not anymore.
The city is laid out in such a way that it holds two layers to it. The top layer and the underlying underworld. Due to political instability the magical communities are often heavily regulated and due to this people have built a strong distance between these people and others however they are not ban from the streets and many offworld magic races do business however I won’t lie by saying that it would be just as easy for me it get a job and not them. I am not a politician so I don’t really know much about magic races but the laws of the seekers are enforced here. One of the laws of the seekers is ‘ Magical identities’ meaning all magic is required to be approved by a seeker or judge before use.
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There are various job that required surtain magic. Take the gates or magic teams although modern technology can has has replaced these job their are some where the magical approach is still better than the scientific one.
If someone told me I was going to meet a magical being in this high end part of town I would have seen it as a joke. I am not one to rock the boat so even if one was to come here it wouldn’t matter to me but… I know that not many people share my opinion on the matter. The academy itself was forced to separate students who undergo magical study from the rest. Although those who study but are incapable get a few pardons there's not many. Well these streets are reliable and generally safe despite the lack of heavy policing. Well everyone has one or two laws that they don’t like their are few that strongly effective a ‘ high’ class citizens like me and the others who live here. I won’t say I am proud to be born in the social class I was but… I won’t say I would want to be born in another in place this day and age. Ever year things seem to be getting ruffer and ruffer for them.
Magic is seen more as a religion then anything because few races are actually born with the ability to use magic and even among humans each group seem to have their own way of using it much less a race like the elves or orcs.
At most you hear rumours of fighting done down in the underworld between gangs and that is at most. And in truth that is mostly lies made up by people like me who were board. To actually be in this situation were I am keeping a magical being on my property is… kind of enthralling to be honest. I don’t think I can be killed for this by a rogue seeker but I might be able to… serve time if she is not registered and something tells me ‘they’ won’t let a being who has magic that affects the mind move around so freely.
To think I could be arrested for this today. But this makes me nervous and excited as well. Why didn’t I take this into consideration earlier. It was completely outside of my mind until that event inside the elevator was over. Now I wonder how much of thinking was done by me. And then I look over at the supposed fairy queen and he sparkling eyes as she surveys my room. She turns to me and a “ Do you have some food. Do you keep food on the premises. Give me your food. All of it.”
Ahhhh I make my way to the kitchen and open the fridge door. I am sure I can cook something up. Yeah there's enough ingredient.
I have to stop myself. Why am I doing this? Am I doing this simply because I was told to or am I… is this because I want food as well. Yeah thats right. Ok I will make… something with some meat… pancakes I feel like pancakes with lots of sugar based products. Yeah I have had a bad day and need sugar to help my self yeah. Oh I don’t have any pancake mix so I guess we'll have… I will go get some- wait.
I spin around to see that Que has buried herself in a collapsed pillow fort that she has made on my couch. She is looking at me in a shocked way.
“ Why didn’t it work? I was so close to pancakes. Ok I will settle for a big meaty burrito. Ok I am relying on you Jax. Burrito ok?”
I scowl a little. Did she. No I can’t start questioning all my actions. Well I like pancakes but I feel she said something.
No I am sure it is fine. Like she said I would just drive myself mad. Wait did she say that to get me to lower my guard. Oh well I too want to eat burritos. And all the ingredients are here. Mince and wrap bread. I might have some sour cream and lettuce oh yeah I have lots of M.King products so I am sure that I have some M.King mince and M.King wrap bread somewhere… wait did she put the brand in my head. I turn back to her and scowl some more. She pouts and turns away before saying “ Don’t. That one wasn’t me you just noticed that your corporate overlords brainwashes us all long ago. And yes M.King are superior. Maybe. Probably not.”
“ Well ok. I still don’t trust you.” Jax
“ And you could crush me with your foot. Like an ant. Am I so scary to you?” Que
“ Ok then Que what do you want from me.” Jax
“ Focus on cooking. I speak later.” Que
“Sure.” Jax
“ Really? Ok well then I wanna have ice cream after dinner” Que
“Sure… wait.”
“ Your wrong. The desire for the cream of ice is deeply rooted in all life. You want ice cream to.”
And like that I cooked burritos.
*******
Naallllmmmmhmhhhhmhrrrrr.
I bet you're wondering what that sound is. That is the sound of a small fist sized person mounting a burrito and clinging on with her teeth as she shakes violently in a futile attempt to tear through the bread.
“ Are you ok their Que?”
“ Hmmmmmmrrrrrrraaaaaahhhhh…”
********
“ That was great. Hooo i’m so full Jax” Que call out to me.
“ Is that so.” Jax
“ Yeah like so full it's like insane bro.” Que say but in my mind the word bro shift around. It was a odd thing for her to say or at least I think it is.
“ You did eat something that’s triple your height. I can’t express how amazing you were as you ate that burrito. Honestly you were like a great predator. And what's even more amazing is that you licked the plate clean afterwards too.” I was honestly amazed
Que blushed intensely and attempting to roll over to her side but her bloated stomach didn’t let her.
I have just sat here for a full three hours watching something that can only be described as the peak of entertainment. Que one small bite at a time ate the burrito. I was torn between amused and slightly turn on, and that also disturbed's me, greatly. Truly I am learning a lot about myself to day especially with the return of the why boner.
But now it's time to ask the important questions. And I have a plan.
“ Que who are you? Surely someone as great as you cannot be a simple fairy queen.” Jax
“ he he he. Ok I will emit that I am no ordinary fairy queen but I am also an executive of one of the society's families. The family is the house of wrath and I am the number two in charge. He he he amazing right.” Que
“ You will need to forgive my feeble mind. Society?” Jax
“ Oh right were are a secret society that runs the underworld.”Que
“ huh?” Jax
“ I’m a crime lord, a kingpin, a rebel, an almighty rebel.” Que
“ No if you don’t want to tell me its ok, but you don’t have to lie.” Jax
Que looks offended. Extremely offended. Ok let's put that matter aside for now lets ask the important question.
“ How does magic work?” Jax
“ hooo do we have someone interested in the greatest art of them all are we. Well I would love to tell you but unfortunately my ice cream hasn’t arrived yet so I am at a bit of an impasse here young one. Tell me about the ice cream and it might loosen my lips a little bit what do you say?” Que
“ How about you tell me now so that you can enjoy your ice cream in full and I promise not to ask anything else. Ok” Jax
Que looked concerned and uncomfortable. Is magic that big of a secret.
“ I do not negotiate with weaklings but…” oh is their something. She did add but. Ok I want to know.
“ But… maybe for a surbordent I will allow then to add an opinion now and then.” Que
What is this thing saying. Me a surbordent of you. No way. Well it's not like I actually have to be her surbordent even if I agree to. So yeah what the hell. “ So just to make things clear if I promise to be your surbordent you will teach me magic. That includes how to use it. Actually can I use it?” Hoh her face is scrunched up is that it. Will my dream of summoning a dragon be possible.
“You can use a type of magic maybe but if you want to use my magic you need to swear over a blood pact that you will sell your soul to me so I won’t teach you magic but I could introduce you to someone and I could also teach you… oh if you swear to be my surbordent then I can teach you enchants and the basics of magic arts. I am great at enchants and pre planned magic. ”
Hmmmm well why not. It's not like I will actually need to do anything I guess and if it comes down to it I am confident that I could get rid and of her. No first I need to find out what a surbordent is to her. “ Tsk!” Hmm did she just make a noise.
“ Ok so what does a surbordent entail.”
“ Actually let's change the deal ok. So instead of being my slave you need to do three things for me ok. And in turn for these three things I will teach you enchants and awaken your bloodline.”
I ask with great suspicion “What three things?” I take note of how she won’t teach me magic.
Que looks around a bit and then seem to think on the answer. She then clicks her fingers and I swear I could see a light bulb
“ OK so number one is you have to take me to someplace tomorrow. Ok it might be out of your way but it would be best for the both of us if you do so. Second you let me stay at your place. And third arrrrr you need to shake on it… no pinky promise.”
I feel like I may have overestimated her a little. Pinky promise? Well whatever floats your boat I guess. I reach forward and stick out my pinky. She reaches forward with her hand and as soon as they connect their is a flash of light as a previously out of sight paper that was floating above my head burns away. I look down at Que. “ What was that?”
“ Oh that was the contract. Ok so just to make things clear if you break any of the terms and services of this contract you will give me your soul and if I do so then I will give you a soul.”
“ Why not your soul. And WHAT THE HELL!”
“ Hey calm down.” Que
“ Ok” I felt dizzy then confused a bit.
“ Ok so like I said before I come from a shady line of work so trusting people isn’t my best point but now that we have a contract I can trust you also…” Que flashes me a big grin and continues “ It not like you would dare break a legendary pinky promise. Also I think ice cream was promised. ” Que
********
I brought Que the ice cream she asked for. And sometimes I doubt myself. Why did I think it would be any different then when she was given the burrito. She attacked that ice cream with the intention to kill. Like a wild animal she carved out her own portion then when she was half way through she fell asleep face down in the ice cream. I took her out. I didn’t want her to drown in melted ice cream. She has probably eaten 1.5 liters of ice cream as well as a hole burrito when she is smaller than my fist and thinner than my fingers. If that is not magic then I don’t know what is. And so after a long I have decided to go to sleep. I was too tired for a shower or a change of clothes. I decided that I would do so in the morning. And then I thought about this strange creature. And of all the things that have happened today. It was a lot. I tool Que and like a fancy cat placed her on her own pillow and then place that pillow at the end of the bed. I then left my bed room and madey way to the bathroom. I sat on the toilet and through to myself about everything. In retrospect my girlfriend was actually the smallest event today.
I thought about my mother. And I cried. For the first time since I remembered tears feel from my face. I cried in silence. I feel… betrayed by my brother and maybe I haven’t fully accepted my mothers death in my heart just yet.
Today was a painful ride that went straight down. But then there was a small… decline in this rides speed or angle. I forgot and ate with a small smile and now I may be harbouring a criminal in my house.
I now have to question my motivation for doing anything. I might learn magic tomorrow and I didn’t miss how she tried to underplay where she wanted me to take her tomorrow. I don’t know if I even have the means to do so. It might all be some big trap. Then I didn’t even believe in my soul yesterday and now it might be on the line.
And none of that speaks of my loss.
So why am I…? Why do I feel so… excited about tomorrow.
I check the time with my implant. It an amazing piece of technology that allows my consensus to tap directly into a place called the network.
10:57 pm
I should make my way to bed. I will probably need some sleep if I am going to be ready for tomorrow. I get up and make my way back to the bedroom and when I open the door I see that Que is sitting up.
I say sitting up but her pose is remarkably similar to that of a greek gods would take. You know like in that painting with the bearded guy lying on his side. I presume a god would take a pose like that anyway. Not quite sure why.
She turns to look at me. She pouts a little and squints her eyes at mine a before leaning back and in a extremely calm and neutral voice she asks” Do you want to talk about it?”
I look at her. She has a serious expression on her face is amusing in its own right. She starts sitting cross legged and the taps her waste and says
“ head here, head here” repeatedly in a similar fashion to that of a child complaining.
I can’t tell. If she is a carefree or extremely manipulative but I do as she asks. I gently place my head down at her feet. I am now kneeling next to my bed. I hear her complain a little about how heavy my head is but soon I feel a very small hand stroking me.
Its very gentle. It reminded me of mother. And how she would comfort me when the nightmares came. How she would stab at the shadows in the corner of my room to show me that they need not be feared. I feel like Que would do the same. I wonder why?
I am so tired I think I might just fall asleep. I feel all the worries flow out of me and I feel like something else has entered me. But I don’t feel the need to fight it and soon all things just kinda fade away. But my eyes do not close.
*******
A few hours later.
I am sorry kid but… I won’t survive on my own if I am not careful, and this can’t be considered carefull. I have to warn them of my situation so they can come help me but in doing so I will need your body Jax or at least your implant. I am sorry Jax but in doing this I will put us both in danger but I need to protect my children from the bad men that will come.
Don’t worry Jax I will take care of you. I am a bad person who will do anything to succeed but that doesn’t mean I like it. You have help me far more than you know. I will repay you if possible. I will do so.
I see that you are not a bad person and I promise that when this is over I will teach you anything you want to know to the best of my abilities. I will even accept you as a concubine so be grateful peasant for my eternal kindness.
I have taken over Jaxs body or at least a part of it. I won’t be able to do much other than access your implant but I will try to ease the pain of your fallen mother. This is not how I usually use my magic but I will dampen your pain and fear… dam I might have made a mistake. Not like I can do anything now.
Now then onto the implant. I can hack into this pretty easily because they are designed to be easily windows into peoples minds. I will ask her to place a few walls to protect you from the network but I cannot do anything myself. Sorry I don’t know much about the inner working of nanobots or technology.
I can make my way around a inner face but that is about it. But looking through something and making changes are two very different things but lets see ok. I will send a signal to her that will inform them of the attack that will happen tomorrow.
I can only hope that the boss will protect my children. Well it's him so I probably don’t have to worry. In fact boss will probably kill them long before they can attack one of his facilities. He is a ‘the very the best defensive is a strong offensive’ type of guy after all.
I will use the language of the fae. I know she will be able to understand but it will also put Jax in a very dangerous position with the seekers. It won’t be hard for my current enemies to connect me to him as well but in the long run Jax will be ok. I think.
If he can survive tomorrow that is then yes he will be fine. Well if he can survive tonight will also be a big if. Or maybe they will miss it and nothing will happen. I hope that is the case. At least for my sake… and of course Jax’s yeah. Anyway if all else fails and Jax dies then I will… so be it. But this warning must be sent.
“ вони будуть. ата кувати. опівдні. :зав(тра)
7:827397293:0030”
Message sent to ??????
Message received from?????W
“ Que. Understood sending K to implant location.”
Message received from????K
“ Enemy foot soldiers converging on your location. 18 normal soldiers plus 1 augmented
No magic users detected”
Message received from ?????G
“ Will recommended best course of action in Two minutes. Operation Name: Que’s incompetence”
“Well shit! Were... Fucked JAX! Wake the fuck boy we need to go! Now!”
********
I feel every come back to me and in a rush I shoot.
I feel Que gripping onto my head. I feel her tiny hands slamming into my jaw. “ Jax were so fucked. If you don’t get the fuck up right fucking now.”
< Best course of action suggestion>
< Best course of action suggestion>
< Best course of action suggestion>
< You have received mail>
“ haaaa I feel like shit. What time is it?”
< notification: the time is 1:34 am>
“ Jax get the fuck up” I feel Que pulling on my hair and I raise myself up. I feel sleepy and I stumble towards the door. One outside my bedroom I notice a change. I feel good. Now that the sleepiness is gone I feel no negative sensations. The sadness I felt yesterday is gone. I only feel a little happy and excited. Que flies in front of my face and says “ Jaxs we need to leave now ok. We are in a bad spot we need to get the fuck out ok. We need to GET THE FUCK OUT!”
< get down!!!!!!>
“ What?”
Then everything lights up in flames. And I feel my body thrown by explosion. It all shifts and rocks and I feel my arm breaking. I can understand everything that is happening to my body. It burns I feel my skin torn off due to the splitting of a bone. I feel my ribs crack as I collide with something that stops my movement through the walls. I feel my ankles twist and snap. And then I land on the ground with enough force to bounce. And I find that I am thinking to myself, why doesn’t this hurt. I am not worried or in pain. My mind is quite clear I have just been in an exposition and I feel nothing at this revelation.
Dizziness strikes me and my eyes fade but not my mind. I try to stand but find that only one of my legs is listening to me and that is only partially. I pull me arm into my chest and try to lean against something only to find nothing. I struggle and squirm trying to make sense of where I am and what has just happened. I feel my mind buzz and my implant rings with a message. But the sound is wrong it is not my ringtone but another one. Its playing the star wars theme. After I answered it stops.
Then I feel the message come through
< confirmation? Are you ‘alive’>
< please choose between options>
Without thinking I select yes
Now I go silent and try to not move. My eyes scanning my surrounding. To ask for Que. I instantly gain a new doubt towards the nature and alliance of this message. Although I feel like it doesn’t matter much either way.
I appear to be in a bathroom. It is not mine and their is a large hole in the wall plus my blood has painted half a wall and a quarter of the floors.
I look desperately for Que. I seek guidance in my new situation that I can not fully understand.
< please confirm: is Que with you>
I see a broken and unconscious Que. I reached forward with my left arm only to hear a crack as I watch the bone that had pierced my skin slide out a few centimeters then stop. It feels weird. Not painful but I can still tell there's a problem. So I try and use my other arm to do so. I pull her towards me and hold her in my grasp like a mother would their child.
< Please confirm if Que is alive>
The message shocks me with a surprise but I feel no fear as I consider the possibility only a empty grey like feeling. A sadness if you will and then a joy as I watch Que cough up some blood and then slide up my chest screaming profanities. She then began to roll down me on to the floor. I feel relief overcome me and that grey numbness leave as I listen to her voice.
“FUCKING SHIT CUNT BITCH PRICK RETARDATION OF MY FUCKING ASSHOLE FUCK FUCKING BLOODY EVIL WANKER BUGGER TWAT CUNT FUCKER MOTHER HORE HOSE DICK LIKEING SLUT FUCK!” She took a deep breath in. It sounded like a painful one but she was breathing. And this brought me a surprising amount of joy considering I barely know her. And then she continued to swear.
I reach I began to crawl towards the closets wall with Que still struggling she seemed to follow me towards the wall. I find that one of my feet was bent the other way so that my toes where pointing toward my spine. My other leg was disjointed at the knee. One of my arms was shredded to the point where my bone was in the process of falling out. I was not in a position to walk.
Then I hear a soft robotic voice come on over the speaker.
< Please form mental link with Que.>
< Calculating best survival possibilities>
< Ques chance of survival if she was to travel on her own: 50%>
< Ques survival chance with injured human 20%>
< Dose Que intent to keep the human?>
I hear Que come to a sudden stop and she looks at me and bites her lip. I look back at her and to my surprise find I feel no fear to the situation. None at all. It feels less that it is not their and more that it is missing or stolen in this particular moment in time. I don’t expect Que to do anything for me. I did not help for so she could help me. Objectively speaking I saved her with my own intentions in mind. If this is the end so be it. I only wanted her to be a temporary distraction to the pains of my life.
“Ok so how do we get out of here? G!”
< To confirm “We”>
“ I said this guy could be my surbordent slash slave earlier and he agreed to it”
< Loading>
< New best course of action detected>
< Que is to use surbordent1 code name “Notjax”>
< Que is to use S1 or Not Jax as ‘housing department’ and grant S1 the strength required to escape. This will also confirm your early statement>
Que frowned at this. She then look apologetic at me. She then made her way over to me and then she began to cut open my shirt with her fingers like they were skissors. “ What did the voice or ‘G’ mean by housing department. Your not going to actually cut a hole inside me and enter right” I ask with much curiosity. “ No I am not a barbarian. Well ok remember when you asked me about teaching you magic. Ok let's do a little of that. I can heal you but in turn I need to pay a price. That is the first rule of magic.”
< Law 1 of magic theory: All magic has a price that must be paid. Nothing is free. If the right price is paid all things are possible.>
< Law 2 The price is dependant on the size of the magic and the amount of energy required to achieve the intended results.>
< Law 3 Anything can be used to pay so long as it is under the authority of a gate.>
< law 4 The price must be paid in full to see any effect.>
Que went on to say “ That is the difference between magic users and non magic users is that some born of a race do not have the ability to start this trade in a sense.”
“ In a sense?” I noticed she used the words in a sense
“ Well you see after the first trade then the second one is easy and anyone can do it but the problem is the first one. The first trade is different very different.”
Que then when onto quickly say
“Magical creatures and beings like me can do it after a certain age. Elves can use magic after a ritual where they ask nature to buy them the ability to in exchange nature will get something honestly I don’t know how they do it.
We can’t use souls for these magic trades that the realm of demons and angels and gods and things like those or at least you can’t as for me….
But the problem is the first time. The easiest way is to allow someone else to pay the price through you but their are extremely few specific species that are capable of this.
What I mean when I say this is… take blood magic for example you trade the blood in your veins for a magical effect or outcome so to awaken a young child with blood magic you take some of their blood and you turn it into fire by using their gateway.
Something that also works is for a magic user to take another’s gateway and uses it for awhile before giving it back. However this isn’t often possible because one person can only have one gate at any given time so taken on another's often means hanging over your own and that can be very dangerous but in some cases handing over your gate is a good thing.
And as for those who are capable of doing both options well. One of them is the fairy queen like me. However what the price is initially on you. It's the same for all magic you decided the price and you attempted to make the trade and if the trade doesn't work then it means your price wasn’t enough. Well there's a few other things but that not needed right now”
“Ok so what do that have to do with you living in my… chest cavity?” I struggle to finish that sentence.
< Answer Que will use your life force to heal your body. She is granting you the blessing of magic.>
“ Wait how?”
< By using your gateway or “soul” for you.>
“ Why didn’t we do this-” But before I could finish I felt a ball of congealing blood get logged in my throat and then I entered a coughing fit as I desperately attempted to empty my lungs of the build up of blood.
Que turned pale and began to shake me. She was saying something but I was not sure what it was. I felt myself began to lose my strength and then I felt something grab my eyelids and pull them open. In my vision was Que “-ay yes. Say yes”
Like she was chanting she keep repeating herself.
“Sure… yes”
I felt the world shake and soon I was in a strange land.
To my right their was no right.
To my left their was no left.
Above me there was no up.
Below me there was no down.
There was no forwards in front of me and no backwards behind of me.
There was no me before me and no me after me.
And there was no I.
There was only the trade. A trade of my choice
*************
< S1 please confirm your state of being and please give a rough outline of the trade.>
I look around the room I was about to die in just a moment ago. I feel like kicking myself for asking questions and letting that conversation drag on for so long. I only now realized how close I was to death.
I feel kind of excited. That is not a normal reaction. Actually now that I think about it my lack of fear towards my current situation is a problem.
Even when making the trade I spent time making sure everything was alright and felt no rush. Even now at the knowledge of what I have trade I feel nothing in particular that could be described as fear. I also don’t see Que anymore. That does give me this feeling of numbness again.
Their was also my lack of negative sensations in my body.
< S1 please confirm your state of being and please give a rough outline of the trade.>
“19 years of my life span and my body will be placed in perfect and peak human capabilities. That includes all internal organs, senses, mental capabilities and a completely overhauled human muscle system that is based on Ques perception of peak. That was the deal right Que”
I answered back.
< please confirm: Overhaul human muscle system>
“ That is correct. Although I feel I might have become a bit superhuman I should still be at the very limited of what the human body is capable of but due to the overhaul I have the potential to train myself into an even superior form and even if I don’t work out ever again this is my base strength without effort.”
Then in the back if my head I felt a buzzing than I heard a speaker. It was Que
“ I am telling you their was no reason to give yourself abbs are you insane we could have easily gotten you healed for 2 years if you didn’t ask if there was any better options for increasing certain areas. You spent 6 months to add improvement to YOUR FUCKING PACKAGE!”
Ha ha ha what I didn’t do that. Ha ha ha there was no evidence so it is the perfect crime.
“ I have no idea what you are talking about Que. None at all.” Of course if a tree fall in the woods and screams but no one hears it. Did it really scream? The answer is no.
< Please confirm definition of “ Fucking package”>
“ Its is absolutely fucking nothing. Ok magic implant.” There was no voice only messages in my vision.
< Notification: I am not capable of magic>
Ok let's try and move things along.
“ Ok G. Jax’s is all good now so what is nexted on our todo list please.”
< Notification: Nexted is not a word>
< Objective: make way to lower levels>
< Objective: use stars on west side of building in less than 15 min>
< Objective: Steal car in lower levels>
Ok so let do that but first I ask“ Where are you Que?”
“ Oh I am-“
< Objective: leave room>
< Objective: leave room now>
< Objective: follow objective>
< Objective: now!>
< Objective: leave room through the hole in the wall>
Ok I leave the room and enter another room through the hole into the wall. Or at least I try to but I may have misjudged my great new bodys strength and slam directly into the wall next to the wall breaking down more as I do.
I stumbled over after bringing my foot through the bottom half of the wall. I fall forward face first. Yes this confirms it. I felt no fear or pain during that something is wrong with me.
I get up and place my hand where the new Que sized hole is and I run a few of my fingers down it. It is hard. My chest muscles are like steal and I have noticed two more things my frame has a more athletic feel to it and my muscles have grown slightly in appearance but monumentally in ability. My hand eye coordination is different it requires a higher level of control and focus however I feel that my precision and accuracy will be incredible if I were to do so.
I am in turn capable of the increased mental strength required to properly move due to what I can only assume is the increase in mental strength.
< Objective: Become aware of new body regulations and limitations in two minutes.>
a message appears in my vision. So was G using my implant. Wait didn’t Que say something about implants controlling people?
Before me is a burning hallway to my left and to my right is a path with a similar level destruction to the room that I just left. A trail of broken wall laying on the ground. Bits and pieces of my furniture here and there. I look to my side and look for the closest room number. 7299
I was 7301. A nice room with a view. It's gone now a fiery pit of what was once my place. She said west side so that is the way I will do now.
< Please hide in room 7287>
I slink into the door to that room. It has a mechanical lock which might explain why it was opened for me and locked as soon as I entered. There was no lights on inside. I hear the sound of footsteps pass by soon after. I count the shadows that pass by the door. 7
< Objective: west side>
********
I once more do as I am told and leave. I do so without panic or worry. They seem to have left me recently. The further I go the more I come to realize that I am still unsure of the situation. I continue forward because I don’t feel the need to know.
I arrive at the stairway on the west side of the building but I noticed one thing. There is a fire alarm that automatically activates when someone attempts to open the door.
< Objective: wait 0.000000000000000000000000000003 seconds for G to disable alarm>
< Objective: Feel shamed>
< Objective: Run>
I push open the door without hesitation and began to attempt to run downstairs. It is a wobbly run and I need to grip the handrail but I am gaining speed and stability as I go. Hahahahaha I feel like I am flying I am running faster than I have ever done, before long I receive another message.
< notification: I like people who listen to me>
< Objective: make me like you more. Please>
I feel a small smile form against my better judgement. I feel odd knowing this individual ‘G’ can tell if I am running or not. It’s not a bad odd but a weird odd. Although I am slightly uncomfortable I will take that as my situation rather than G’s comments.
< Objective: Jump left!>
As soon as I see that I jump to the left and not a moment later I heard a door kicked open and two gunshots pass me by and hit the wall in front of me.
< Objective: Run to door at bottom of stairs>
< Objective: Do not get shot>
I feel warm knowing that the all seeing eye cares about if I get shot or not. Gives the all seeing eye a surprisingly human quality to it.
I more or less sprint down the stairs without issue. I seem to easily outrun the source of the gun or guns... I hope but time will tell. I get to the door and without slowing down my speed I run right into the door. It flies open and I pass straight through. I close it soon after I am on the other side.
< Objective: Wait behind door>
I do so and soon someone passes through. A man cloaked in black riot gear holding an assault rifle with a laser sight.
< Objective: Break neck from behind>
What? I step back and bump the door leading it to close again. The man spins around but at the same time another message appears.
< Objective: Place hands on the side of head and twist until non life>
I see the gun he is holding is about to be pointing at me. In fear I lung at the man and grab the two sides of his head and in my attempt to twist I push one arm forward and pull the other towards me expecting to see a scene like in the movies. Although something I am sure is shown in a movie instead of snapping his neck I throw the head madly to one side slamming him into a wall. A line of blood flows down the wall.
“ Ahh… did I just kill him”
< notification: Target is not dead just unconscious>
“ That's goo->
“ What why if he is unconscious then surely that is fine no? Why should I!”
< notification: Target has seen your face. If target survives you will be identified Jax Green>
< notification: Individual assisting wanted fugitive Que is currently unknown and all evidence linking Jaxs to Que has been removed or hidden. If target survives your identity will be discovered. I have hidden you out of good will. Do not insult me>
I look at the man on the floor. He was knocked unconscious but I don’t know how long someone stays that way. The first thing I do is take the gun from his hands. It’s different from what I expected. It feels much more lighter than I expected it would be but that might be because of my new body, or my new state of mind. I look back down at the man.
< Objective: Kill man within 2 minutes>
< Objective: kill man within 1:59 minutes>
< Objective: kill man within 1:58 minutes >
A countdown starts in my head. My thoughts buzz and whirl but in the end I noticed something. I can objectively delcar the murdering of this man as something I shouldn’t do. But I the more I think about the situation I am beginning to fail more and more at seeing why I should not kill this man. And I still feel no fear. I am not carm right now but there's no fear.
< notification: Do not insult Que>
< notification: You being identified will lower predicted survival rate of que from 27% to 12%>
Is that true. I think back to why mission success rate is so low in the first place. Even if she said I was her surbordent she had no reason to take me. And I feel there's a reason why I can not see her despite hearing her swear every now and then.
If me getting magic was so easy I wonder why there are not many others like me. Maybe their are and they just don’t flash it. I point the end of the gun at the mans head and turn my sight away. I pull the trigger and I hear the bang. I feel a splash of liquid hit my face. I also feel the but of the gun slam into my chest. It nots the wind out of me and I find it hard to breathe for a few seconds but when my breath comes back it is heavy.
I breath heavy for three breaths then I feel… fine. I feel no fear or pain. I feel a bit… empty. I look back and see that the hole head had vanished and exploded. Blood and gore paints the wall and me. But on me it mixes in real well with my own blood.
< objective: escape the building by stolen car>
I continue onwards... to steal a car lr other similar vehicle.