The case files of the I.A.

F.I.A.

His story

F.I.A.

By Toby Z

Where am I?

"Welcome to the I.A. We deal with the odd and strange. If fact your case is both. Odd and strange."

What case? What do you mean by odd and strange?

"The case is you and your friends little act at the convention. And by odd and strange well it is as it is said."

Then why am I here?

"Because you were involved. Now tell us what all happened."

Well on Monday of last week someone came to me with a file. Inside it had pictures and documents of me. With some stuff I had only told some of my friends. Then they handed me a book. Inside the pages were drawings of what looked like torture methods. But in each of the examples my face was drawn. When I looked at the bottom of the page, that is when I saw his signature. That's when I knew he was watching me at school and tracking what I said.

"By him you mean this man right."

What, no my friend. I don't know that man.

"How intriguing. Do proceed."

Right well I saw that the face looked slightly eased over. Which was the only thing that looked like me. I decided to take a small break from talking to him. Just to clear my head. He tried to find out what was wrong. Then on Friday he told me if I needed to talk, he would be at the magic convention.

"Alright, and you went right?"

Yes, but when I got there, I couldn't find him. Until I saw him. Somebody bumped into him. That's when he reached for his shoulder and rubbed it.

"Did it look like he scrapped it or had a small dot on it?"

No, he was wearing a suit with long sleeves.

"What did the suit look like?"

It was weird, it was half white and half black. Literally. It looked good though.

"Good to know. Now he grabbed his shoulder what happened next?"

He started to walk towards me, but he stopped. He looked like he was dizzy. Then his nose started to bleed. I heard him whisper under his breath "Potassium Cyanide." That's when he fell to the ground. I ran to check on him. But when I checked his pulse he didn't have one.

"How did you check his pulse?"

By his neck. But after a few seconds he grabbed my wrist. I thought maybe he was playing dead. I mean we were at a magic convention. But this was no show cause he got up and everyone started screaming and running.

"Do you know why they were screaming and running?"

No, not until somebody grabbed my arm and took me into a room. They told me to be quiet. That's when I asked what was happening.

"What they tell you?"

Well they waited a few minutes. They looked like they were waiting for something or someone. Like I said they waited then they talked. "look that man is a monster. Did you not see his eyes. They were the eyes of end!" They sort of yelled whispered. What they said confused me. So I asked what it meant. "What do you mean? Didn't your parents ever tell you about the ender?" they said. I had no clue what they were talking about. But I seemed to confuse them more then they confused me. So I told them I didn't know what or who the ender was. "Fine I'll tell you. Back before the great reset a boy was made. Blind with short brown hair. A slave to his mother's words. When he was five his twin brother had a vision of the end of time. The end of ever thing. He was said to be the one to end it all, and he almost did. He caused the great reset. And that person out there is the ender. That's what is happening the ender has returned to end it all." That's what they told me. I didn't want to believe it because it seemed impossible. From the great reset to my friend ending everything.

"We can see how that could confuse you. So what happened after they told the story."

We heard screaming coming from outside. I got curious about what was going on outside. So, I looked out the window on the door.

"What did you see outside the window?"

I saw a group of people fighting him. I found it weird. Everyone else was running and screaming but about 5 people were fighting. Though they were losing at least it looked like it. That is when the person in the room with me grabbed me by the neck with their arm.

"Would you say they were holding you hostage?"

Yes, they were. At first, I didn't know why but then I realized they were with the group fighting my friend. They walked me out with a knife against my throat. When the other people noticed they stopped fighting. One of them stepped out of the five pulling my friend by his hair. He had long blood red hair and dark skin. He looked mad. That's when he dragged my friend by the hair over to where we were at. He lifted his head and asked in a mean tone "Now do you want to talk?" I started to question which side I should be on. On one hand you have my friend and on the other you have people who my friend seemed to have pissed off. It made me question what he did to make them so mad. Anyway, I'm getting distracted. Like I said he had asked him if he was ready to talk. He didn't say anything. The man with red hair nodded his head at the person behind me. They slowly started to cut my neck. That's when he started laughing.

"Who started laughing?"

My friend. It was weird though it wasn't his normal laugh. It froze the air and made everyone fall silent. The red head slowly looked at him and had asked "What's so funny?" and my friend's response was "Go ahead kill the unkillable. It won't do you any good now will it? Because to kill the unkillable you must know where the soul is." His response made no since to me. I still don't know what he meant. But for some reason the red head did.

"What makes you say that?"

Because he looked at me then dropped my friend. He walked over to me and grabbed my stomach. His hand went through, and it hurt like hell. He moved his hand around as if searching for something. Then he pulled his hand out and proclaimed, "Great your unkillable friend has no soul." He seemed madder than before.

"Why did he say you have no soul?"

I don't know, all I know is that my friend and this dude thought I was unkillable. Which was good for me. It meant I had a chance of surviving. A chance to escape. So, when the person behind me let go of my neck I took my chance. I elbowed them in the face and started running. I ran as fast as I could and could hear in the distance not to chase after me.

"Did you make it outside?"

Yes and no. When I got outside, I looked back and could hear my friend talking to me. That is when I realized I couldn't leave him behind. So, I started to run back. That is when you guys showed up.

"Alright well thank you we will review this over and decide what to do with your case. Also, you said you didn't know why he said you had no soul right?"

Yes why?

"We'll need a blood sample."

Oh, well ok.