The Many Dangers of Being a Rebel

Chapter Seven: Good and Evil

Now it had been a normal day for Alex. He had gotten out of bed, eaten breakfast, and brushed his teeth. He then went to the training room, where he did many push ups and other things of the sort. He then went to a very special room. The room where he practiced his powers.

He walked into the steel room and took a deep breath. He concentrated hard at a target, and an explosive blast of blue energy flew from his hand, striking the target and sending it up in flames. He did this multiple times, honing his skills with his "Blue Bolt" as he liked to call it. 

As he grew increasingly confident, his blasts became stronger. His blasts were getting huge, huger by the minute, when suddenly Alex blacked out. He woke up in a long, dark corridor. There he saw Adolf Hitler standing. speaking in a hushed voice. Alex frantically looked around, trying to find a place to hide. Adolf turned toward him, and Alex's heart almost stopped with fear as Hitler looked directly past him. However, Alex could read Adolf's gaze. He was looking right past him. He must not be able to see me. Thought Alex, moving close to Hitler and gesturing his hand near him, but there was no reaction. Adolf began to speak again, seemingly to no one.

"I fear he will become too powerful. I have endless power with only the smallest fragment of you. He has more than half!" whispered Hitler. A strange voice, which weaved through the air like it was filling the whole room, yet still quiet, responded. 

"We must strike. Rally your men. We will annihilate them. You have unstoppable military power and endless abilities. Destroy them!" It said. Adolf pulled a strange phone from his pocket. He pressed a button and pulled the phone to his ear.

"Attention. All Machting Officials. You have one command. Attack Rebel Base, Colorado."