"Nice to see you are awake." I hear a woman say as I look up from my arm. I see Athena standing in the doorway looking at me, the blue energy in her body shifting to a dark red. "Now let's see how strong that arm is." She says as she pulls a sword from her back. "Wait! Why would you put this on me if you didn't know how strong it is?" I ask as she readies her sword. The other techians quickly move everything to the edge of the room. "It has to bond with you, if it rejects you it'll be softer. Only when your energy flows through it does it take its maximum density." She says as I feel sweat roll down my cheek. As I blink a sharp ringing sound hits my ears. Her sword is pressed against my arm new arm. As she pulls her sword back, I see a crack in the blade. "Even more dense than I could've imagined. But you are quite slow to react." She says as the blade melts onto her arm then reforms back to normal. "Wait, what was that? What did you do?" I ask as she looks at me. "I used my energy to melt the blade and then reform it. Techians have special gifts when it comes to metal and technology." She says as she waves for me to follow her. She walks out of the room as I quickly follow. I touch my new arm, the cold smoothness feels foreign to my fingertips. "Does it bother you?" Athena asks without turning around. "No, just feels different." I reply as she stops abruptly. "Hold out your left arm." She says as I stick the metal arm out. In one blindingly fast motion, she's slashed it with 2 swords. Not a scratch on my arm, but her swords are both filed down. I feel my heart skip a beat as she puts her sword to my throat next. "The arm is far stronger than I ever could've imagined. How much energy do you possess. For it to surpass swords made of the same metal, that were extra strong and refined, I have no clue why, or better, how you can have so much dormant power." She says as I take step back. "Ask my father." I say as she lowers her swords. "I will." She says as she leads me to the elevator then back outside. As we get outside, I see a portal in front of us. "Your friends are through that portal. They've been training for almost a week." She says as I quickly look at her. "What!? Is that how long I've been unconscious?!" I scream as she nods. I quickly run through the portal as fast as I can. I blink a few times as I realize I'm falling. A blanket of trees grows closer at a rapid pace. "Shit!" I shout as I suddenly stop. "You really suck at controlling your energy." I hear Moxi say as I look back as see him holding me. "Nice arm." He says as he sets me on the ground. "You do know you can summon energy to your feet and basically walk on anything, right?" Moxi asks as I look around. "Now I do, where am I?" I ask as Moxi rubs his neck. "Well, not on Earth is a good answer. But the accurate answer, a world that Zen made." He says as I look at him. "What?" I ask as Moxi laughs. "Your dad is something else. I watched him and Aziria fight, it was pretty intense." Moxi says as I stare at him. "So your saying my father made this world?" I mumble as i hear Zen laugh. "Of course, its child's play. I didn't need to make a large world, so this one is only roughly the size of pluto." He says as he pats my back. "So ready to start training?" He asks as Moxi laughs. "I can't wait to see how good that new arm is." Moxi says as he pulls up his fists. "I good sparring match with get my blood pumping." I say as my breath gets knocked out of me in one punch. I get launched back against a tree. The tree falls over with a thundering boom. I gasp for breath as I see another punch coming towards my face. I narrowly duck under it and roll away. As I start to roll to my feet, his foot connects with my shoulder. My body gets knocked up into the treeline, flying through branches and crashing through the trunk of a thick tree. As I hit the ground I feel a small tingle in my body. A warmth spreads from my chest to my arms and legs. I feel my left arm become tingly as well. As I stand up, Moxi appears at me once more. Out of reflex, I bring up my left arm and block his punch. I slide back a few inches, as my feet grind and rip the ground. "This arm is very hard." Moxi says as he pulls back his hand, his knuckles bleeding slightly. "How strong have you become. And in only one week." I say as he looks at me. "I've been training nonstop. Aziria has been training me to be able to beat you. This is just to see how far our skills is apart for now, you'll train with Zen for a while. After that, we'll have our rematch to see who learns faster." Moxi says as he clenches his fist, his bloody knuckles popping loudly. "Are you up for it? Just a little competition?" He asks with a smile as I nod and smile. He holds out his fist and nods. I quickly fist-bump him and pop my neck. "That gap currently is massive it seems." I hear Aziria say. I look up and see Aziria and Zen standing on a branch. "We'll see how long he stays stronger though."
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Of Angels and Demons: A New Generation
Science Fiction--Book 3 of 5-- Nearly 18 years since the events of Ragnarok. Malick Necrum is 17. He has no idea what he is, but will soon find out. A new journey begins.