Prophecies Heroes

Chapter 22

Vinc land 10 centimeters above the ground right foot first, hands in their pockets and their hair falling too in front of their face as a transparent curtain passing, the shoes turned off automatically with lack of motion. Phil is frozen by the electric charge of Vinc screwdriver, he struggles to keep his eyes open at Vinc, his whole body animated in electric arcs, the blood in his body and on his clothes reinforcing the processus, Victor under the counter looked up seeing a blue blinking light, he heard someone speaking and felt a bit reassured.

Victor(to himself): Is it mastering Phil?

Phil closed his right eye and kept the left one wide open using what he can use of his strenght, he felt tired even more and more, his hunger getting greater his stomach cried, Vinc walked toward Phil with a serious look, looked left at the Hotelier who was smiling nervously arms crossed as if they caught a cold, far 2 meters away of Phil, looked back at Phil and down their head producing a displeased noise with their mouth.

Vinc: Frank.

They looked up at Phil's left eye.

Vinc: What are you doing right now?

Phil grit his teeth, squeeze them and tried to open his mouth to speak but fail as his strenght is taken away quickly, Phil started to fall weak on his right leg, fell a bit and hit his chin on the counter, Vinc eyes widened, they took out their left hand and took back their screwdriver inlaid in Phil's left upper arm, Phil was free and fell on his left knee, holding on the counter with his hands, he looked left at Vinc's legs.

Phil: I wanted

Phil exhaled a bit of electric smoke, inhaled, swallowing his saliva.

Phil: him

He dropped the counter fell on both knee, his hands sliding on the side of it, Vinc hurried to him crouched and grabbed his shoulder, electricity shock them and they contracted their whole body in reflex, rotated Phil to make him face the entrance and place his back on the counter, he sat his right leg bent and the left one foot sliding to straighten his leg, Vinc grabbed his face with their right hand feeling him cold they showed an anxious look at that, their anger suppressed and changed.

Vinc: Why are you so cold?

Victor crawled on all fours, stood up, turned around seeing no one, he looked left at the lady of the reception, smiled, turned right passed around the counter running and headed toward the entrance, Vinc heard him go, changed the screwdriver of hand, producing a metallic click and passing it in their right hand, swung horizontally on their right, throwing the screwdriver at Victor back, Victor heard a click, turned around, put his left foot backward as a support, raised his right knee at his torso, the screwdriver hit his shin, bounced off, Vinc didn't care to look, Victor kicked the screwdriver in the air, land his right foot a bit further backward, the crewdriver started falling, he struck it like a soccer ball , it spinned vertically in a bell motion, Vinc felt their screwdriver coming back at them, raised their right hand and it landed perfectly in it, they looked at their right at Victor with an uncertain look of murderous intent, Victor felt it and frowned teeth squeezed.

Victor(to himself): 2 f*cking random taking me for sh*t.

Phil managed to look a bit up at Vinc head, Vinc looked left at him with a comforting smile.

Vinc: Rest a bit more, don't push yourself, ok.

Phil: dead. . .

Phil nodded and closed his eyes becoming brown again in a dark tone, his eyes started to cry blood flowing abundantly, his veins shrinking, his mouth also started to flow in blood by the sides, Vinc looked back at Victor with a certain murderous intent, stood up, raised their right hand with the screwdriver at their head height arm bent, screwdriver looking at the ceiling, Victor started to turn around.