Deception

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I feel something in my system, like a chemical imbalance, like someone squeezing my heart. I drop to my knee, and I put my hand on my heart, feeling the heat rise in it. I stumble farther away out of the place, and someone comes to pick me up, but I something explode inside of me.

" Stay back!" I shout with a deep growly tone.

I stand up just in time to put a shield up against the entire side of the restaurant style place, and a twenty foot tall wave of fire bursts from within me into the surrounding buildings. I look at me hand and there's a small fire rising from it, and I can direct and create it. I shoot a jet of hellfire out of the palm of my hand into the air, but it seems as if it has mass. I there's this power rising within me like a time bomb, but when it comes, I don't go with it, I cause it. I sprint out to get away from civilian and I feel it rise within my chest. It surrounds my heart and boosts it up as it travels up my throat, and as I run out onto the playground, a river of hellfire burst from my mouth. It gets out until it reaches the height of buildings, and I drop to my knees. A demonic noise emerges from my vocal cords, and the flame spout decreases.

" Lucifer!" I shout in a dark, demonic tone.

He appears in front of me, and fire sparks from his suit, and I finally stand back up.

" What's happening to me?" I ask.

" Oh my, you're, evolving." He says.

" What do you mean."

" Your powers evolve as you grow, and since you're from hell now, you have firey abilities."

" Well that's cool."

" Yes, yes it is. Now that I'm done with your request, I shall return to hell."

" Wait..." He turns." Is Maze okay?"

" Yes, she's fine."

He disappears through a flame and I look back at the city, taking a glance at what is there. A man shoots at me with a shotgun but I just take it to the chest, the shot was powerful but I walk through the pain.

" Begon demon!" He shouts.

I speed off right in front of him, and I grab the barrel of the gun, melting with the hellfire. I grab him by the throat, and raise him higher than my head, and I look through his eyes, I see weakness and fear. I put so much heat into the fire, that his throat dissolves into dust that floats away and he falls to the ground dead.

" Nope." I say.

I put my hand on the ground, building a steel sheet up to the where I'm standing, and I build a dojo like place around it. I create a battle axe, and I shoot fire through it, lighting it aflame, and I hit a steel beam, and it cuts straight through like a hot knife through butter. I can't seem to control it nearly as well as I can create matter, maybe it's because it was given to me, and the flame is naturally given. I shoot a flaming spheres out of my palm, and I can also burst a jet of hellfire out of my fist. I hear three knocks on the fake dojo, and a man starts screaming.

" FBI, open up!" He shouts.

I shoot flames at the walls of the dojo, burning them down. They open fire, but I create a steel ball around myself, but as the bullets wear it down I keep replacing the steel, but something in me rises. The heat burst from me, and all I see is a flash of white for a couple seconds, and when it begins to wear off, I see what has transpired. There aren't even corpses, just ash, floating through the sky. The steel ball is completely destroyed, and my clothes are all tattered and ripped. I regenerate all of it back, and I see the length of what I've done. The destruction I've cause, making a crater with a diameter of almost a mile.

" What have I done?" I ask myself.

I go out past the radius of the crater, that's seemed to leak out onto a highway. Half of a car has slid out, and the left side of it has dissolved, but I almost fall over in the middle of traffic. All of the energy has left my body, I'm light headed, and I'm confused as fuck.

" I hate my life." I say as I pass out in the middle of traffic.

I hear car horns and tires skidding around me, and everything begins to fade even farther. I wake up in the middle of traffic, as a semi truck speeds down toward me. I reach out my hand, and as the cold metal makes contact with my middle fingertip, in burns through it like paper lit with a match. The diesel passes over me, as if there is nothing in its way, and as it passes me, the whole machine explodes in an enormous show of light and flame. It spins around, skidding it's tires so hard that they blow off toward me, but I roll out just before it slams into the ground.

" Holy fuck!" I exclaim.

I pick myself up, and I look back at the road as it's scattered with crashed cars. I hear the footsteps behind me, and I turn around and blast an enormous amount of hellfire into him, all but pulverizing him. A syringe is plunged into my neck, injecting some kind of tranquilizer, causing me to black out. I wake up in a chair with steel straps wrapped around my arms, chest, and legs. And in front of me is him, Kai. He's in a black pinstripe suit and he has a tray next to him that's scattered with torture tools.

" Hello darling." He says in a new accent that I can't quite pin.