Multiversal Swarm

protecting Sophia part 9

No! Queens losing! She looks hurt really bad and that guy is losing it. She needs help! Why won't the reaper wake up!

"Wake up!" She screamed as she slammed the reaper on his chest.

When she did so, the cigarette fell out of his mouth. She looked at the purple smoke coming off the cherry. She started to get an idea. She picked up the cigarette and examined it for a moment.

She heard a faint whisper in her mind but she barely heard it because her mind had kicked into overdrive. She was weighing options.

"He's inside my body" she remembered.

"What if he was wrong..." She said to her self as she pondered a question.

"If he's unconscious... Then why is the smoke still purple?"

She took a deep breath. Put the cigarette to her lips.... And took a drag!

Queen stabbed at Jackson but her spears broke and was backhanded by the actual Jackson! Blood flew from her mouth as she staggered badly!

"This one's for my father!" Jackson shouted as his invisible spector delivered a furious barrage of blows!

The impacts landed on her skin and reverberated through her bones! She screamed as she was thrown back. Her injuries were now even worse then before! She tried to roll over but couldn't even manage that.

"Imma finish you nice and quick don't worry... You killed my father in an instant so I should give you the same courtesy! Only difference is that you aren't carrying a fucking birthday cake to me!" He said as he postered over her.

"What are you talk-" she got out before she coughed blood.

Jackson screamed into the air as loud he could. His mind was almost about to shatter! He'd been waiting for so long and now that he had queen at his mercy it was too much for his mind.

Most people are happier in the chase. The pursuit of the goal is often more fulfilling than the actual achievement of the goal itself. After they achieve that goal there's no plan. No real reason to have that desire anymore and they end up seeking the next thrill. Diamond Jackson was not most people.

One diamond Jackson was a man of simple taste. He looked out for those close to him. He had a daughter with his highschool sweetheart at 16 but by 18 he was alone. A bad breakup over cheating, some things said in the heat of the moment, a phone call to the police department, it all came down so fast on Jackson.

After 2 year's in a jail cell. He got out and tried to build a new life. In prison he worked on the thing he got into jail for... Controling what he called "big John". Contrary to what the report says in the police database says, he never laid a finger on his lover Jenni. In a heated argument where some accusations got thrown out that were genuinely not true, the thought of striking Jenni crossed his mind. A thought he never would have actually acted upon in his life. However his spiritual Spector big John did.

During the following trail it was determined that he somehow hurt Jenni out of some mysterious ways. Jenni herself through a written testimony said Jackson never physically struck her, he turned around angry and then she was bleeding. She noted Jack looked terrified when she was injured and when brought up that she was under oath said:

"Jack was crying and asking me what just happened. Looking back through the shock of the moment, Jack didn't know what happened to me as much as I did."

But without a reason as to how she ended up hurt, Jackson ended up with two years in prison for charges he didn't think were right. As soon as he got out, the organization got ahold of him. He never stopped hoping he'd get a call to see his little girl again.

Jenni was rushed to hospital with a broken jaw and severe cranial damage. She somehow by the grace of God made a full recovery while Jackson was in prison and on trial. However tragedy was far from over in Jacksons life.

Three days after he was released from prison she was killed along with his daughter in an apartment fire that claimed 45 lives. Not having any social media and being hated by her family, Jackson never found out this information. If he did then his life would be different.

Instead he focused on the first tragedy of his life. Raised by a single father Jackson knew what love was. His father was ideal, supportive, caring, funny, witty, and most of all he knew humility.

Jackson's father was the victim of  police brutality at age 13. He didn't have Id and was 5'9 so the cops assumed he was much older. The cops assumed he was a local drug dealer and and come for their cut of his revenue. Jackson's father was simply a kid coming back from playing a game of soccer with his friends.

When the cops realized he was just some kid, the damage had already been done. The entire thing was caught on camera by more then 15 bystanders. One being a supreme court judge on vacation to visit his dying grandma. The internet does what the internet does and it was a heated topic for awhile up until the trials of the cops. All but one went down on assault charges. The one that didn't have charges pressed was the only one who was trying to stop any of it. She was a rookie, fresh out of the academy and had been on the force for two days when the incident went down.

That day had odd circumstances. Long lasting effects, on both their lives. That cop was named Jennifer. Jennifer was 29, she got pregnant with her highschool sweetheart at 16. Her daughters name was Kasey.

Jennifer offered to take Jackson's fathers family out to dinner, and from the moment the two laid eyes on each other... Destiny was set in motion.

Flash forward to age 29. Their happily married with a baby growing strong and fast. Jackson's father didn't notice the signs early. Neither did Kasey. She was getting weaker, the walks they took everyday since they met got shorter, the  sex wasnt as frequent or passionate. Then one day the truth came out. The world stood still from the moment the words left her lips...

"Stage four breast cancer. Three months to live."

Five months later, Jackson held his child in his arms as he stared at the gravestone. The child in his arms was smiling and attempting to play with his hands. His father was making a final promise. He promised to survive. He wasn't afraid of what came next, because he knew he was ready.

Thirteen years later, Jackson is running around the house on his birthday. He was playing with his best friend. They ran out the door to play in the yard. Realizing his neighborhood friends were outside he ran across the street in excitement. His friend forgot his baseball and bat so he went to get it.

As Jackson said hello he was thrown down on his face by a shockwave! He got up and looked back. Only two see his house collapsed and in flames! A figure stood up out of the fire and rubble. She screamed and launched back up into the sky at a massive speed!

Jackson only focused on who killed his father. Not what she was fighting. Because as I said before:

Diamond Jackson is a man of simple taste, a man of obscene circumstances. His father, his mother, his wife, his child, all taken unjustly from him. Because of this Jackson was happy with the little cracks in his life. He was okay with not having a bed, food, money, or even love. The one thing he truly loved for... Was killing the one called "the queen of America"!

What he didn't know was how she ended up crashing into his house.
She was fighting the organization.
The same organization that he worked for now.

Diamond Jackson is a man of simple taste. Diamond Jackson is a man of obscene circumstances.
Diamond Jackson. Is. A. Fool.