Worst Nightmare

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~Curtis p.o.v.~
I got out of bed and looked around and I didn't smell the smell of my mothers homemade pancakes. So I went downstairs and there I saw Johnny and my mother dead on the floor. Johnny's staff was sticking out of his body and my mother's neck was twisted. I began to scream the I ran outside and the whole town was flattened. I dropped to my knees and began to shout and scream.

Then I popped up out of my bed. Then I looked around and I noticed that it was just a dream. Matter a fact it was a nightmare, not even a nightmare it was my worst nightmare ever. I ran downstairs and I saw my mother in the kitchen cooking and I saw Johnny sitting at the table. I walked over to the table but I couldn't eat a bite. I was too traumatized to do anything. Then Johnny had looked up at me and I just sat down.

He slid something down to me that was in a box and said "Open it." so I did. Inside of it was a pair of black gloves that had a clear glass spot on the palm part of the hand. I slid them on my hands and I felt weak for a minute and I passed out. I had woken up on the couch with a rag on my head. Johnny and my mom are standing over top of me. I jumped up and yelled at Johnny and said "What did you do to me?"

~Johnny p.o.v.~
Curtis jumped up from the couch and shouted at me. So I told him the reason why I gave him the gloves. They were used by all of the great protectors when they first had started out. They are draining the energy from your soul power so now you can actually control your powers. Now I can actually train you and get you at your full potential you are not yet ready for anything that I have planned for you. By the way get ready because we are going to travel back to my home I have some business to tend to. We will be leaving early so hurry up. We have to be there before sundown. I then turned around and asked Nancy did she want to come with us, but she replied with a firm No. I told her that I will return him home safe and sound so go get some rest.

As she walk up the stairs Curtis came running down giving her a hug and said goodbye. He had a huge book bag on his back so he almost fell. So we walked out the house and I turned and strengthened the shield around the house, and we were on our way. We had no other way of transportation, we did have cars and tall buildings but that was a thing of the past from centuries ago. All that was left of the cars and buildings were the remains that lay buried under the dirt and sand.

We had been walking since the afternoon and the sun had began to move downward so we began to move faster. We began to run out of time so I summoned the two big hands and wrapped them around us. Then I turned them invisible so we could go undetected. When night fall had hit the Sweepers began to appear.

They had appeared from the ground and began to move. So I raised the hands up higher and we would travel through the dark misty clouds until it was morning. Later on that night Curtis had fallen asleep but I didn't have any time to rest. I looked over at Curtis and he reminded me of his father when we were both young children. But something drew my attention away from him and I looked forward, it was a Sweep who had came and was banging on the hands that concealed us.

Once the banging had started it had awaken Curtis. But I began to get weaker because when my powers are being harmed I began to get hurt too. So my hands had faded away dropping us both. I had floated down but the boy was still falling. I summoned my chain and threw it at the boy wrapping it around his waist. Catching him before he hit the ground, and I sat him down.

But while I was doing that the Sweep had came and punched me to the ground hitting my head and back on the cold hard sand. I was to hurt to move then the Sweep dropped down in front of me and had picked me up by the leg and hung me over his mouth. It seemed as tho he was about to eat me but instead his stomach formed into a jail cell. Then with no hesitation he swallowed me imprisoning me in his stomach.

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