Noah didn't know who he was anymore. Days ago he met this girl, this beautiful woman that had protected him his entire life. Soon after meeting her he fell in love with her, just to find out that it was this Raven girl playing with his emotions the entire time. Now he was angry, and he couldn't explain why. The only things he knew were that the master wanted him to kill Sam, and he had the ability to do it. Two halves of himself fought for control inside him.
On one hand, he knew the master was right. He wanted to live, and he would do anything to live. That part of him told him to do it. Told him to throw the ball of energy and let it explode against her, ripping her life away. Did he even love her? He didn't even know.
On the other hand, he didn't like to kill. On top of that, he remembered the feelings he had when he was around Sam. When he thought he had loved her. He didn't know what to think anymore. On one hand, he wanted to kill her. On the other, it was the last thing he would ever do. One side was beginning to overpower the other.
"You're right." Noah said, his voice more of a growl. he felt his energy bubble inside him, fueled by his anger. Did he love her? He would have to find out.
"Good," the master said with a smile. "Then go ahead, kill her. Make it quick if you really want, or make it slow. Its up to you, but let her know that its you killing her."
"Let me finish!" A bolt of lightning jumped and pierced the ceiling. The master took a step back, his smile momentarily disappearing but coming back quickly.
"What do you mean, Noah?" He sounded like a kindergarten teacher trying to reason with their student.
"You were right. I am a survivor. I will do whatever it takes to survive. But you also contradicted yourself. You said that you have to kill me, but you also said that you will let me live. So, which is it?"
The master stared at Noah. "Fine, we will have to kill you. But none of this would have happened if it wasn't for her. If she never hid your life from me, I would never have had to sentence you to death."
"That's not why you wanted to kill me. You wanted to kill me because one of your precious controllers said I would kill them. Have you ever thought that if it wasn't for that vision, I would never had gone and killed him, and I would never had taken over a city and killed so many more? If you didn't tell me I would die for killing people, I would never have killed people. You started this." Noah turned towards the master, his energy ball growing larger in his hands. "So now I have to end it."
The master put a hand to his head and stretched his hand out towards Noah, a look of concentration on his face. Noah didn't know what was going on. His energy ball disappeared and he tried to remember. He looked down at his hands, and then at the two girls and the two men in the room. "Wha..."
"What's wrong Noah? Don't you remember what you were about to do?"
"N-no. What was..."
"You were about to kill this girl."
"Why?" Noah thought back to everything he knew. He could control energy, he was in a mountain. He didn't remember getting there but he knew he was there. The master, the guy in front of him, controller knowledge or something. He thought to his life outside the controlling. He had one friend. His best friend, Wade. He had a mother, but she was dead. His father...he couldn't remember his father. "What is going on?"
"Noah, you're going crazy. Why wouldn't you kill her? She's your worst enemy."
"Why? What did she do?"
"Noah, shes the one that killed your mother." The room seemed to grow darker with Noah's mood. The master's eyes flickered over to the girl for a moment but Noah barely noticed. He didn't know what to think. His anger grew inside him. He stared at the girl across the room. The girl with her knees on the ground and her head hung over, not meeting his gaze.
Noah formed another energy ball and put his arm behind him, ready to throw it. He lifted his leg in a mock baseball pitcher throw and as he prepared to allow the motion, Sam lifted her head just a little bit, and Noah was gone.
Noah felt like he was frozen. The scene around him had changed. He saw his old home, burning and crumbling. The girl was gone, nowhere to be seen. He stared at the house as waves of energy ripped the walls and collapsed the ceiling, and then watched it disappear into the house. He watched his slightly younger self drag his mother out of the shack and watched a ball of energy hover above them, giving off the only light which was barely enough to see through. He watched as his mother died in his arms. A tear escaped Noah's eye and the scene changed.
This next vision was quick. He stood in the master's chambers with Mark standing beside him and the master towering over him. He only heard five words escape the master. "You need to be terminated..."
Noah was still in the master's chamber but it was back to what he knew was real. He was still mid throw with Sam staring up at him. Noah hesitated for a moment but couldn't stop the throw. He shifted his weight at the last second and threw it as hard as he could.
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Emma had barely manged to escape the crowd of fighters. She had to kill the controller of sound before she could sneak into what shadows she could find. She slipped into the darkest part of the master's chambers, the only dark part of it at all. She saw that Noah was just standing their, talking with the master. He was trying to get him to kill Sam.
Emma knew he wouldn't, she knew his dumb brain would prevent him from doing it. He liked her, so he wouldn't hurt her. But then she saw something she had never seen in her four years of hiding, sneaking, and watching. She watched as the master was forced to concentrate hard and put in effort to affect Noah's next choice.
Emma stared, open-mouthed as the scene unfolded. Noah was lost, he had forgotten everything. He could kill Sam now, and he wouldn't have any feelings to stop him this time. She concentrated to stretch the darkness, bringing the light in the room down a little, unnoticed. She watched hopelessly as Noah formed a ball of energy and prepared to throw it. She closed her eyes as the ball left his hand, unable to watch.
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Oversight
Bilim KurguNoah was a poor kid that lived on the edge of nowhere with absolutely nobody. At least, that's how he felt. Given nothing throughout his childhood life, Noah was very surprised to find that he was chosen to be part of something much bigger than he t...