ENERGY

Chapter 6

"First thing I wanna ask," John said. "Why is it me that has to have the power?"

Frostina raised an eyebrow.

John sighed. "You know," he said. "The.. extra energy thingie? The power that know one has seen before? Even the machine?"

John could see the expression in Frostina's eyes changed. It looked like she was scared/nervous.

She crossed her leg, and folded her arms.

"I don't know," she said. "But..something like this has happened before. It was a long, long time ago before anyone was born though."

Frostina smiled.

"Do you wanna hear the story..? Just know I'm not allowed to say his name, so I'll just say the color of his hair."

John nodded, really becoming interested.

Several years ago.. there was a black haired boy who went to see what type of energy he has. People told him not to go, because he had no signs of having an energy. But, he ignored those people and went anyways. He thought that maybe he'll get lucky or.. maybe this energy is different. He sat inside the machine, and the people working the machine placed wires all over him. "This will hurt," they said. "So try not to scream so loudly, okay?" He nodded, not showing any signs of fear. As the machine turned on, the machine shook violently, and there was a loud piercing noise. The boy did not feel anything at all, so he was very confused. So were the people. They had shocked, concerned looks on their faces, and the device on the side of the machine started to beep repeatedly.

"What the heck is going on?!" Said one of the people.

"I've never seen anything like this before.."

They turned off the machine and picked up the boy. They handed him to his mother and took his father to another room.

"Look," they said. "Your son has...the black energy. We've never even thought that there would be a black energy. And there's something else too.. it's the strongest energy of all time! Your son has the strongest one! Your 5 year old son!"

The father's eyes widened, and he grabbed the worker by the shirt.

"WHAT?! MY SON CANNOT HAVE THE STRONGEST ENERGY IN THE WORLD!!" he shouted in anger. "My son is supposed to be a normal boy!!"

The worker gulped.

"I'm sorry sir," They said. "But that's what the device said."

The father let go of the worker and let out a long sigh.

"How am I supposed to tell my wife about this?" He said. "That our son has the most powerful energy in the world? That it could lead him to a criminal path?!"

As his father was arguing, the mother was holding the boy, she overheard what the worker and her husband was talking about.

She didn't know what to say, she didn't know what to do, but she wasn't going to yell, or abandon her son. She wasn't going to get angry like her husband was.

She ran her fingers through his pitch black, soft hair, and smiled.

"Don't worry son." She said. "No matter what happens, I'll still be there as your mother."

Frostina finished telling the story, and looked at John.

"I don't know where that boy is at now," she said. "But he's old now, and probably up to no good."

John eyes slightly widened.

"The strongest energy in the world, and he's probably up to no good?" He said. "That's definitely not good at all."

Frostina stood up. "The strongest energys do drive people to insanity." She said. "Like Shawn, that red haired man. He had pretty traumatic backstory, and is known for being the assistant for the person with the second strongest energy."

John stood up with her.

"Who is he?" John asked.

Frostina smiled. "You mean who is she?" She said. "The one with the second strongest energy is a woman."

"Oh." John said. "Is that the woman who wants to destroy Energvillia?"

Frostina nodded.

"I don't know why she wants to, but it must be because of traumatic childhood. I don't mean to judge or anything but I don't think destroying things or hurting others will help you feel better about your past."

John didn't know what to say, but he stretched, yawning.

"I'm getting tired." John said. "We can talk more about this tomorrow.."

John started to walk to his room, and he flopped onto the bed.

"Huh.. now that I think about it, it is kind of weird that I'm sleeping in a woman's house." He said.

His eyes slowly closed, and he fell asleep.

But he had a dream. A dream where everything was white. He heard a echoey voice, and a black tall figure appeared in front of him.

He tried to move, but he couldn't. He opened his mouth to say something, but nothing came out.

"Hello, John." The figure said.

The figure stepped closer to John, and started to whisper something.

John couldn't figure out what it said. before John could try, the figure dissapeared, and John woke up.

Since he was sweating so much, he tore off his shirt.

"That wasn't even a scary one.." he said. "Why am I sweating so much?"

He turned over, and reached for his phone, (which he has not been on in days) and turned it on.

He strolled through his social media page, and there were pictures of him and Oliver.

That reminded him of his little brother, and he turned over to see him.

And of course he was fast asleep.

He turned off his phone, and started to fall asleep again.

And this time, he didn't have a dream.