The Rise Of The Mystic

Chapter 3

Jason Smith

Strikes opens his eyes "you're heavier than I thought." I say, "Jason" strikes groans  "great you're awake!" I says.
I lets go of him and he pulls himself off the ground "I feel dizzy" he says putting his hand on his wound
"What!?" he exclaims in the shock of my wound being perfectly healed. He looks at me with a face of amusement... " H-how did you do that?" he stutter.
"To be honest I don't know, I just kinda did it" I say
We walk down the street the only sound heard is silents when we arrive at the house he looks at me and says "there's a room upstairs, you should get some rest" "y-yah" I studer walking up the stairs. The room looks old, dust and web covering all the furniture. I lay back on the bed and pull the covers to my neck, I close my eyes and darkness takes my vision.
       I find myself where it all started, my old orphanage. This is the place Strikes found me, the place my life changed. I was outside playing catch with my best friend at the time, Sam. Then all of a sudden Strikes comes running out from behind some bushes and says panting, "We gotta go" I start to say "What are-" but get cut of as a group of 4 men come running at us. Strikes grabs my arm and drags me away into an alleyway and says " I know know this is crazy but you need to come with me." I nod my head, very confused. We quickly run into an open sewer manhole. Then everything goes black.

I open my eyes and pull myself out the bed,each step I take down the stars is harder and harder gosh, I am not a morning person. I think  
I walk into the dining room to only hear silence then a groan and what sounds like two pieces wood constantly slamming into each other, I follow the sound to a door I look through the window and see Strikes and the lady standing there with practice swords. Strikes looks on guard while the lady looks relaxed with the sword hanging down from her hand. Strikes then starts venting and sprints towards the woman, but she pulls her up sword blocking Strikes hit and knocking him off guard, she uses this moment to strike him to the ground. Strikes gets to his feet and constantly attempts to hit the women but she blocks the hits with a breeze with every once in awhile hitting him in the side.
I open the door and Strikes drops his sword and looks at me, "What are you doing?" "umm," I stutter, "Well I saw you guys fighting and thought..." "Well it doesn't matter," the lady says "It's time for breakfast." We walk into the dining room and and Strikes says "you know, Ace could teach you how to fight, if you're going to stay here you'll need it  "Ummm, sure." I say,she turns around and looks at me,and smiles, before I could speak a girl who looks around 22 walks in "where's the food?" she says joking. " Hey Amanda" Strikes says annoyed.
After we ate breakfast I followed Amanda to her room, she set down on the bright red bed and said "so Alex" her eyes open wide and she shoots out "I mean Strikes" she continues talking but I stop paying attention. Alex? Thats his name? I think. " We have confirmed that Clockwork successfully broke Wakko out of prison." I hear a groan from Strikes. "What about how Jason healed me?" He asks. " I don't know, lets ask him." She says. "Well, I was kinda in a panic. But i just thought back to the sewers when Strikes healed himself with the spell Sckeestues. So I said that but kinda directed the magic at Strikes." Amanda nods her head. And grabs a book, she flips through the pages and "what the hell" she says "what!?" I say with curiosity in my voice she shuts the book and says            "there's no mystic in this book with that ability?"