I squatted down, clutching my head.
Why did I suddenly become so dizzy?
I must've used too much energy.
Geez, never making another thunderbolt ever again.
"Wake up." I muttered, slapping Gary's knocked out self.
I sighed and walked to James.
"Wake up."
Nothing.
They were definitely alive though.
"It won't help for me to stay here...but what should I do—"
"URGHH."
Jesus christ. Who's constipated?
Dr. Cory sat straight up, gasping at her head.
I tilted my head in a worried expression.
Is she actually awake? What amazing endurance.
"Raymond?" She questioned like she didn't see me in fifty years.
"Mom?" I replied sarcastically, half rolling my eyes.
Dr. Cory immediately furrowed her eyebrows.
"Definitely you."
She stood up.
I expected her to be like "you did this?"
But Dr. Cory just stood, smiling at me.
"Good work."
"Thanks?" It came out more like a question than a response.
"But what should we do to these Eccentric kings?" I questioned.
"I'll deal with them. You leave."
What?
"But wait...will you be able to? Why am I leaving?"
"Did you forget?" Dr. Cory spoke with a slow tone. I noticed the dark bags under her eyes.
She pointed behind her, where the smoke pounded the trees and buildings.
I bit my lip.
"But you..."
"Don't worry." She urged. "I'm not the principal for no reason. I'll use telekinesis to move them, and if someone happens to die in this academy, I'll revive them."
She didn't know I killed about ten people by accident...
"Even if they're eccentric kings?"
Dr. Cory nodded and a pain pierced through my chest.
For my city, my country...the world, I can kill anyone.
How could I have said that? Dr. Cory had always been generous...and me? I am just a disappointment.
"Alright." I coughed.
"Just...you see. When everyone wakes up, I would've finished saving the world."
Dr. Cory nodded and patted me on the back, as I used my speed to exit the forest.
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Unknown's POV:
I felt hot fire blazing at my face and I stepped down on the fire.
Why isn't it disappearing?
How did this all happen?
I need to get back to my kids...
A couple of minutes ago, we were all just minding our own business...and this..this came out of nowhere.
Little Jimmy...Annette...dad will be home soon.
The flames licked the walls ferociously as my hands shake to grab a water bottle in my bag.
"Take this!" I screeched, and splashed it on the ground at my feet.
The fire did not disappear.
"You fool!" One of my female coworkers hollered.
"What's that going to do? Don't you get it? We're all going to die!"
I shook and my mouth quivered.
"Are you going to cry you old man?! Toughen up! We're not even crying!"
My kids...
I need to get back to them.
Once again, I dug into my bag to take out a special memory of mine.
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Karma
Action{COMPLETED in 2018} Sometimes being nice and forgiving isn't the best route. Steward Poo has been bullied since 4th grade by his peers, teachers, and by his own family. One day, Steward gets taken away along with many others; they find out that the...
