Tyronis: The Rebellion - Book 2

Chapter 1

Present Day

The light emanating from Todd, or rather Tyronis's body, suddenly burst, causing the three men and Sierra to be temporarily blinded. Which gave a now healed Tyronis enough time to reach the group. Shi-Lon, the Asian looking, black, spiky haired, man regained his eyesight, just in time to see Tyronis's right fist connect with his face. The force of the punch sent him flying into Evaratu, the black goatee, and dreadlock sporting man with a skin tone that matched that of the Maori people of New Zealand, sending them both sprawling to the ground.

The shoulder, length, blonde haired blonde man named Detalu, turned his head to the left, while  his right hand held onto Sierra's shirt. As he turned, two fingers were jabbed into both of his eyes with such force, that blood began spirting out. Detalu screamed out in pain, as he let go of Sierra's shirt, and brought both of his hands to his face. Tyronis, with lightning quick speed, grabbed Detalu's shirt, turning him so he was facing Tyronis, who used his left hand to violently uppercut Detalu's nose. That punch forced Detalu's nose bones into his brain, killing him before he could hit the ground.

A blood covered and shirtless, Tyronis turned to Sierra, and violently yanked on the chains that held her arms above her head. The chains broke free and Sierra fell to the ground, a shocked look on her face. Tyronis didn't see her expression, because he turned around just in time to duck, narrowly dodging a punch from Shi-Lon,  who had recovered. Tyronis stayed low and punched Shi-Lon five times in rapid succession directly in the ribs, before using his left leg to sweep the spiky haired mans feet from under him. 

Evaratu came up and punched Tyronis in the face with a left hook, before trusting a knife that was held in his right hand toward Tyronis's stomach, which he stopped by grabbing Evaratu's wrist with his left hand, while doing the same with Evaratu's left hand. Tyronis then head butt Evaratu, before kneeing him in the groin, causing the dreadlock sporting man to drop to the knife, and start to fall to the ground. But before he collapsed, Tyronis grabbed his head and violently broke it. He was breathing heavy as he bent over and picked up Evaratu's knife.

Suddenly there was a distant clicking noise from behind him as he stood up. His eyes narrowed as he turned around. He saw Shi-Lon standing near the faux ambulance shakily holding a sleek, silver, gun shaped item. Shi-Lon spat on the ground, his spittle was streaked with blood.

"Dershenva, Flamek," Shi-Lon hissed in an alien language, as he glared at Tyronis, "vin ecep, sla wis." 

Tyronis merely clenched his fists, and his eyes narrowed.

"No." He growled in English, as he began to walk slowly toward Shi-Lon.

Shi-Lon took aim, and fired. Or at least he tried to. His trigger finger wouldn't move, and neither would his body. Tyronis's eyes were glowing as he continued to draw more and more near to Shi-Lon.

"It's not over." 

Closer.

"I haven't lost."

Almost there.

"I was never a traitor."

Tyronis was now face to face with the spiky haired man, who was still unable to move, due to him being under the control of Tyronis's Agnasti.

"And."

He grabbed the gun.

"I."

Ripped it out of Shi-Lon's hand. Breaking the trigger finger in the process.

"Will."

He tossed the gun to the side. Not noticing Sierra run in the direction of the gun.

"Never."

The tip of the knife that was held in Tyronis's right hand was pressed up against Shi-Lon's throat. 

"Surrender."

He thrust the knife into Shi-Lon's throat. Blood began to both spurt and seep from spiky's throat as he fell to the ground. Shi-Lon placed both of his hands around the knife and his throat, trying desperately to stop the flow of blood. But Tyronis leaned over, grabbed the hilt, and viciously yanked it out. Shi-Lon died shortly thereafter. 

Tyronis fell to the ground, gasping for air. The light may have healed his injuries, but he was still nowhere near the peak physical condition that he had been nearly ten months ago. So using the Agnasti had exhausted him. The Agnasti was a special power that very few people from his home world had the ability to use. It allowed its users to control all elements at a molecular. But the ability to use it to manipulate metal, or even control a living being, required the user to be in the best physical and mental condition possible. If they weren't and the Agnasti were to be used, they risk either death or entering a catatonic state.  Tyronis had run that risk, and while he had not died, or become catatonic, it had greatly strained and exhausted him.

As he laid on the cold, hard ground, there was a sudden clicking noise. He lifted his head and saw Sierra holding with both hands, and pointing the gun that had previously been held by Shi-Lon,  at him.  Her hands were shaking and her faced had a look that was filled with both fear, and confusion.

"What are you doing?" Tyronis coughed, as he winced in pain. Every inch of his body ached.

"I-I-I'm placing y-y-you under a-a-arrest." She stuttered.

"Uh-huh." Tyronis grunted, as he dropped his head back on the ground.

"I'm serious." She stated, trying desperately to sound brave. It wasn't working. She had just saw this man kill three others with what seemed to be the ease of someone ripping paper. She was terrified.

"You aren't going to arrest me." He grunted, as he sat up.

"Don't move!" She exclaimed, as he stood up.

"Or what?" He sighed heavily. 

"I'll shoo-." She didn't even have a chance to finish the sentence.

Tyronis rushed her with seemingly superhuman speed, and grabbed both her wrists. Using his thumbs, he hit a pressure point on both of her wrists, which caused her to drop the gun. He then gently pushed her away. He then then bent down and grabbed the gun.

"You should leave," he growled, as he walked into the fake ambulance, "you should never have gotten involved in this. Forget everything you know and have seen." 

With that, he shut the doors to the ambulance, leaving Sierra standing there. Alone, scared, and confused. At first she did nothing. What could she do? She could run. So that's what she did. 

A short time later, Tyronis walked out of the ambulance wearing all long sleeved black shirt, black pants, and boots, that had been found in the vehicle. He then spent the next few minutes grabbing, and dragging the bodies of the three dead men until they were in a neat little pile by the ambulance. He went back inside and brought out a flare that was held in his left hand. He ignited it, and just as he was about to toss it in the pile of bodies, there was a beeping sound coming from the body of Detalu that caused him to hesitate. 

He leaned over, reached into the pocket that the sound was coming from, and pulled out a small silver disk that had a black center. He pushed the black center, and a hologram of the head of the handsome, blonde, Xren Nucar appeared. 

"Detalu, report." Nucar stated authoritatively in their native tongue. 

"Detalu is dead," Tyronis responded in like, but with a snarl, "so are Evaratu, and Shi-Lon."

"Tyronis!" Nucar exclaimed, his voice slightly shook as he spoke, "you're alive?"

"No thanks to you. But I want you to know something Nucar. Starting today, I'm going after Teron, and as soon as he's dead, you're next."

Tyronis then hit the black center again, tossed it on the pile, followed by the flare. He turned and  started walking back towards the ambulance before stopping, and slightly turning to look back on the pile that had just burst into flames.

"Srei," he cursed under his breath, "I forgot to grab the keys."