The Last Legacy

The Chest

We sat in the truck in silence, speeding towards Chicago. One hour ago, Elizabeth asked me to pick a place, knowing that I was restless and that I had good judgement. That was one of the things that I loved most about her, she trusted me enough to make my own decisions most of the time. When I looked at the map, I imagined that I could see different glows of blue all over the world, telling me the secrets of the other loric locations. It was probably just my exhausted brain but I imagined that I could see more in Chicago. So I picked it, figuring it couldn't do any harm and here we are. 

I sit shotgun, my rucksack wedged at my feet, my chest next to me. Before we left, Elizabeth ran down to the 24 hour store and bought a handful of marbles. Now, sitting in the truck, hours of boredom before me, I realised what they were for. I thanked Elizabeth and retreated to the back of the truck, to the relative privacy where no one can see what I am doing from the outside. I lie on my back, facing the ceiling, and press the button to open the viewing hatch, allowing me to see the stars above. I float the marbles above me and with my mind, open the bag and bring them out, gathering them in a circle around me, like a halo around an angels head. I gently spin them around and then practice precision, dropping them all and catching them, a millimetre away from the car floor. 

Later, we stop for a break and Elizabeth retreats out of the drivers seat, her eyes filled with curiosity and exhaustion. We grab some food and retire to the back of the truck where I was practicing my telekinesis. We sit opposite each other. I start talking. I tell her fully what happened last night on the beach and then when i get to the part about my legacy, she actually lets out a whoop of delight and then embraces me, telling me that she was incredibly proud of me. I smile happily, letting myself become a normal 14 year old, receiving praise from someone she loves as a parent. After a while I stand up and walk outside. I drag along Elizabeth, even though she protests that she is tired and needs sleep. I want to show her. We walk for a few minutes into the forest until we get to a clearing. I smile at her and focus on the sky. clouds form above us and a small bolt of lightning hits the ground behind her. I dissipate the storm and grin proudly as she looks at me with something close to awe. As we walk back to the truck hand in hand, I realise that I love her and that I do love her like a mother. I wonder why it took me so long to realise this.  

I got into the passenger seat happy and content. dimly, I am aware that something is wrong. Its not until i sit down that I know, the blood draining from my face as i realise. The chest is gone. I swore loudly, and yelling at Elizabeth to stay put, I ran off into the night. As soon as i saw the empty seat, i knew exactly what had happened. This had happened once before after all. It was the Mogadorians. They had planted a bug in our car. They tracked us. They knew I was too powerful from the last time they met me and we weren't in the car anyway. So they took the chest instead, knowing I would come after it and even not knowing its full contents, I knew it was important. they want me to come after it. 

They'll learn soon enough that you should be careful what you wish for. Ill come alright. And I will destroy them.