Destiny Calls:Genesis

Chapter 5

Chapter 5

Normal POV

Thunderan Territory

Thundra didn't regret doing what he did.
If anything, he had just saved the man a later death.
Now his son had already matured so it was time to put his plan in motion.
But he had to test the boys powers first.

"Zeddein, come here" Thundra sighed as he sat on his Throne and called for his son.
Lucky for him, Lera was out of the kingdom for a while and it was also a school day.
He could test the extent of power he had over the boy.
"You called, father?" Zeddein answered, dropping his school bag on the floor and bowing his head in respect.

The boy, barely 17 now, had pearly white teeth and a lithe almost feminine body now and was already dressed for school so Thundra just shrugged and beckoned on the boy to come closer.
Zeddein stepped closer to his father, head still bowed.
"I have a little job for you, Zeddein. And you will be a good boy and get it done perfectly" Thundra told the boy sternly.
The boy perked up at the idea of doing something for his father.

"If you get it right, I'll give you beautiful rewards and you won't have to go to school with those annoying creatures called classmates" Thundra baited the boy.
And the boy looked at his father excitedly and nodded, eager to please his father.
"What do you need, father? I'll do it well for you" the boy smiled now.
"I need you to kill people. Like I've been training you for" Thundra said nonchalantly but still watched the boy closely.
The boy's eyes twitched and he blinked in surprise.

His mouth falling open and closing shut again.
"But, dad, won't that be wrong?" Zeddein, with disgust written on his face, asked his father.
"Not quite, son" Thundra smirked as he held up his right hand. Black and red liquids appeared from nowhere, swirling and mixing with each other and Thundra was now holding an injection syringe filled with red blood-like substance to the boy who rolled his eyes in annoyance as he rolled the sleeves of the shirt of his school uniform, for his father to inject the red substance.
The effects of the contents of the syringe were instantaneous and Zeddein now had white hair whose roots looked like as though red dye was poured on them, white eyes and an innocent look on his face that was slowly changing. Just as soon as the last of the liquid was injected into the boy, his pure white eyes glowed fiery red and his innocent looks suddenly turned into a ferocious bloodthirsty one.
"Now, son, just like I told you" Thundra said. Zeddein just smiled, showing his fangs.

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The school looked like a mini castle with beautiful flowers that looked like bougainvillea of various colors formed two rows on either of the small walkway leading to the entrances and exits of the school. It's field was very large but a part of it was cool and quiet with beautiful shade trees that made that particular area perfect for an in-school picnic or just a meditation area but above all, the place was perfect for learning.
The class had 47 students in all, including 'the boy'. The teacher, a middle aged man with white tipped purple hair, walked in and the students all stood up and greeted him. The man began his lesson for the day.
"Death," he began, "Is something which all men fear and seek to avoid at all costs..." the man couldn't finish, as someone had decided to interrupt him.
"But when you have my life, death becomes your every day dream, hope and wish" a certain white haired boy, lounged on a chair at a corner in the back of the class. Every head turned towards the owner of the mouth which just vomited the vile words with a 'what the heck' look on each of their faces. The teacher decided to calm the class by asking a question.
"Why would you say such a thing, Zedd?" the man asked
"It's true. That's why I said it. And you all will be dead in 30 seconds" the boy blurted out with his white eyes glowing red
"30...27..." the boy counted and in a flash he was up from his seat, white wings, now turned silver, out stretched and fangs bared. Slamming a barrier down around the classroom, he got to work. moving quicker than the human eye could see and keep up with, cracking skulls with one punch, snapping neck bones in less than nano-seconds, wings slicing through flesh and bones.
"3...2...1" he counted finally turning behind him to look at his work. In place of the class filled with lively teens, wad a class filled with blood stained walls, bloody dead bodies, broken desks and a few dismembered bodies. He smirked as he heard a voice at the back of his head.

'Well done, Zeddein'

The voice spoke, with pride in it.
The boy simply looked at his blood soaked uniform and took to the skies, creating a large hole in the roof and ceiling as he broke through them with such ease. Going to meet his master.

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Thundra was pleased at the return oh his son with good news. He smirked of how his little experiment was a success and he decided to do the needful.

Thundra created his magic circle under his blood soaked son and placed his silver seal on the boys forehead.
Thundra began to create and strengthen a powerful mind link that would ensure that he has perfect control of the mind, with his son.
He also made sure to seal the boys tri-brid powers away so he wouldn't implode before he even got the chance to use them when the time came.

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"THUNDRA!!!" Lera all but roared bursting through the heavy double doors of the Throne room.
Her scream was strong enough to make the glass widows shake and nearly shatter.
And she was strong enough to push the large doors that were far too heavy to be opened with mere muscles and so required magic to be opened.

"What's wrong again?" Thundra rubbed his temples and sighing , he was already developing a headache from how loud his wife had been.
"What have you done to To. My. Son?" Lera growled and took menacing steps towards the throne that Thundra currently occupied.
Craters were created with each step she took, the heels of her armored boots left little square-like holes inside the little craters on the marble floor.

Her shiny hair was whipping around her like the angry serpents on Medusa's head and lightning was crawling around her entire body. Her rage was nearly enough to choke Thundra but instead, it was arousing him.
He knew he made a wise decision keeping Lera in his life.
She was just as powerful as he was as well as very beautiful.
With a face and body as though sculpted to look like an ethereal being and the curves of her body fit against him like a glove.
His body was beginning to react to her rage, hardening in all the right places.

He merely smirked when her reached him and fisted his leather jacket and lifted him off the floor.
She was shorted than him but was by no means short and he found her roughness charming and sexually appealing as well.
"I did not do anything. I simply made him compliant" Thundra shrugged and looked down his nose at his flustered wife.

She sighed, putting him down before she wrapped her arms around his torso and sobbed on his chest.
"Don't be angry with me, my love. I won't hurt my son. Our son" he rested his chin on her head and threaded the fingers of his right hand through her hair while his left hand rubbed circles in her back.

"Just how compliant did you make Zeddein?" Lera asked her husband.
"Just enough. Zeddein" he answered and turned to a rather dark part of the Throne room.
Zeddein walked out, his head up and his eyes staring straight ahead of him.
He came to a halt when he was barely a feet away from his father.

Lera snapped her fingers in front of her son's face but the boy didn't as much as blink at the fingers snapping in his face.

Lera grimaced but Thundra leaned close and kissed her to silence her.

Her lips may have been silenced, but her heart ached for her son