Broken World

(8) The Avenger

"What are you here for?" Asked James. "Well, if I'm going to be honest, I received a death threat saying you were to be murdered at twelve O'clock tonight." replied Mia. James took a second to think. "I assure you this house is very secure, and I and Mr. West here are unarmed. The only person with the ability to take my life as of now is you but I feel like at this moment we can trust you." "You can, but what about Samual." Said Mia eyeing Samual suspiciously. Samuel put up his hands and said, "I admit it, I sent the threat, and if you look at the clock it is now twelve." "Meaning?" Asked Mia. James looked shocked at this update. "Meaning Jame's time is up." Samuel pulled out a concealed revolver and fired three shots straight into James.

James let out a cry of pain before collapsing in his chair. "Mia lifted her hand and tried to use her powers on Samual but found they were not working. "Surprised?" he said. Mia got up and tried running at him, but he too got up and extended a hand grabbing her by the neck. A look of shock came over her face. "What's wrong, no one has ever been able to man handle you before?" He said, then he threw her by the neck to the floor. "You see, without your power's your nothing, therefore beating you is as simple as A, B, C. " "If you want me, why kill James?!" yelled Mia not used to being powerless. "Because I may have an advantage of strength on you at the moment, I still can't kill you. Only you can kill yourself." "Wait, now I'm confused!" Yelled Mia. "Oh, stop yelling you drama queen." Said Samual rolling his eyes. "Let me give you some background knowledge."

He cleared his throat then said, "Way back when Magic was at its prime my father worked as an honored Therapist for the mentally ill, and you killed him period." "That's it?" Said Mia, usually villain rates are much longer, she would know. "Yes, that's my whole backstory, and do I need to add more? You killed my father, an innocent man just trying to help, leaving me to care for my younger sister Isebella." "Wait, Isabella is your sister, or a different Isebella?" Asked Mia. "Same one, your answers were quite helpful in finishing my master plan of vengeance. "Look, I'm sorry about your father, I wasn't who I am today I was yesterday, or then... I don't know, I'm a little confused. But killing my friends won't help you in any way."
"On the contrary, as you know you can lose years to save yourself, but what you don't know is that you can also save others and lose your years." "What, how? How do I save him?" "Quite simply, you place both your hands on the body's chest then do the motions of your shield spell in your mind." "So what's your plan? I'm going to heal James, then you're just going to kill him again and again till I'm just a little baby?" "Of course not, once you heal him by going to kill his wife, then your other friends." "Hold up! He has a wife?" Said Mia a little confused. "Yes, he married Karlie." Said Samual in a matter-of-fact voice. "Aww, cute. I never dreamed that up while reading but I guess I should have seen it coming." Mia shrugged. "I called it way back when the book first came out." Samual said. "Wait, you read The Power Stones as well?" "Of course, who didn't? Plus, I needed something to take my mind off my dead father and the troubles of raising my little sister." "Oh, my bad." Said Mia.

They just stood there looking at each other. "Why do my powers not work?" Said Mia at last. "Simple math." Said Samual, who threw off his overcoat to reveal he was wearing a tight black bodysuit that was covered in wires and boxes. "'Their boxes emit signals that mess with everyone in contact's brain. To a normal person these signals are harmless, but to you they block your mind from being able to target your powers." "Wow, is someone obsessed with killing me?" Said Mia with a small whistle. "I've had nothing better to do, and once I do, my father can rest peacefully on the ground. Now heal James!" Samuel pointed at James. Mia casually walked over and did as Samaul had taught her. In a matter of minutes she had fully revived him. I can heal him, but I must stop Samaul from killing the others! Thought Mia. Mia was now twenty five years old. She had lost four years. "One down, another few should do it." Said Samual within a laugh, how Mia hated having him in the same room being powerless to do anything to him. "Until we meet again."