The Divinity Trilogies #1: The Callings

Shocking Things

A/N: This chapter contains some mild violence and might freak the young 'uns out so viewers discretion is advised. Now that the formalities are out of the way, I particularly enjoyed writing this chapter cos it kinda just came to me naturally seeing as I'm drawn to strategic writing and all so enough rambling, and please enjoy.
P.S: Try to come up with ideas for which voice best fits the voices in each characters head😋
                       Trevor
"Clark, Run!", Trevor shouted. " I can't leave you here", Clark said with a tone of finality. "Why are you so dumb? I tell you to run and save yourself but you wait, this is not the time to be brave man!..." Trevor's voice trailed of as the men chasing them turned the corner. They were closing in fast and before long they would catch up with them. " Fine, but don't die man, I mean it!" He said. "That's the plan", I replied " Just go, go, go".
As I watched Clark run, I thought back to the day before and remembered the goal I scored for my school team, Its funny how the most irrelevant things fill your mind when death is close. I remembered the promise I had just made to Clark and  wished I could keep that promise, because knowing Clark he would probably blame himself forever for not staying with me.
I just had to survive, if not for anything but for Clark's sake. "That's the spirit", a disembodied voice said. " Who was that", I shouted. "And what spirit are you talking about" "The spirit of survival, of course". " Look I don't know who you are but I could use some help here!", I pleaded. "OK, there is no problem, but first you must grant me full access to your cerebral processors." "Whatever you need,  just get me out of here", I said.
I would like to describe the following actions I will tell you about as paranormal, because as fit a basket baller I was back then there was no way I could have done all of those kungfu moves on my own
The men came closer and found me standing, which at first shocked them but they quickly recovered from their shock and charged like crazed bulls. There were seven men, all heavily built, and some held crowbars. When the first guy got to me all it took was a roundhouse kick to the head to down him, then I used him as a shield from the ones with the crowbars, when they realized that they had been whacking one of their own, they got even more infuriated, which was good for me because the angrier they were, the lesser their accuracy.
Wait a minute how do I know that, I think to my self. "That was my doing", the mystery voice says. At that moment I tried to remember when last I had weed, which by the way was seventh grade and unless my friends snuck some weed into my apple pie this weird occurrence shouldn't be happening.
While I'm still trying to figure out where I learnt to fight like that the fifth guy comes at me. As he nears me I smell bear on his breath and notice he is slightly inebriated which meant he wasn't going to be able to present a coordinated attack.
I sidestep at the last second and he rushes by me to collide with the second guy who was creeping up behind me. As they topple head first into the nearby trashcan I turn around to find the third guy running towards me, my first instinct is to tuck and roll but the entity in my head has other ideas. I bend down to pick a crowbar lying beside me, then when he gets to me I whack him in the face and pummel him till he's unconscious.
The fourth guy is more cautious about his attack and approaches me tentatively as if testing the 'waters'. I glare at him and his eyes widen, alerting me of the sixth guy who is behind me. I turn around and stop him with a slap to the chest, then lift him clean off the ground and smash him into the wall. I then turn around to face the 4th guy, who wisely runs away. As he leaves the alley his run over by a car." You are safe for the meantime", the mystery voice says. I am speechless because normally what I just did is impossible for me to do. I did not know whether to thank the voice for helping me or be afraid of what its presence in my head meant.
"I assure you, you are not going crazy, all will be explained to you properly in good time.", yep that's comforting enough for me, I say with obvious sarcasm. I'm tired and hungry, & I need to find my friends. " I believe your friends are just around the corner, and as as for the hunger and tiredness I suggest you head home". " OK thanks ". I breathe out wearily.