The Virus Stealer

4 - New Methods to Kill. [REWRITTEN]

Alek slams his fist against Jacob's palm. But he grabs hold of Alek's fist and drags him to the side, unbalancing him. Alek would stumble and collapse onto the floor headfirst.

THUNK

"Ow," Alek groan. Jacob extends his hand to assist Alek which he accepts.

"So your movement and strength are improving, but it's not enough when it comes to fighting other soldiers and probably other things out there," Jacob would sit on a metal stool, but the stool doesn't look that durable.

"Other things? What? Are you assuming gender?" Alek scoffs. Jacob would facepalm and sigh, shaking his head. "Are you twelve?"

"I was in a coma for how long exactly?"

"Okay, no one cares," he brushes the question aside. "Now let's try and use your element. If I am correct, it should be the same as any other element, here watch," Jacob would extend his hand with his palm facing upwards. 

Sizzle...

Sizzle...

His hand would sizzle, creating sparks. Next thing he sees, a ball of flames was formed, hovering above his palm.

"What is this, a supernatural movie?" Alek comment. Jacob would ignore his question and continue on.

"In order for me to use my ability and create this fireball, I focus on transferring my element to my hand and remove some of my element capacity and transfer it to this world, creating a fireball that I made by the motion of my hands and my imagination," he would move his palm, moving the fireball with him.

"You just said some hardcore equations to me," Alek said with a confused expression. Jacob sigh.

"Focus on putting your element to a specific body part. Something that you can use in order to bring that element out of your body. You can picture your element's molecules travelling to that body part. You can use that as a way to transfer your element," he would extend his other hand with his palm facing upward. Specks of flames would come out of his palm and shape up into a fireball, as it would hover above his palm. Now he has two fireballs hovering.

"Uh, okay," Alek slowly nod.

"After you picture that, imagine on what type of shape and form do you want your element to be when you're releasing it. I pictured it as a fireball and focused on releasing my element, my flames," Jacob would put his palms next to each other, making the two fireballs collide with each other and forming into one, bigger than his previous ones.

Alek would extend his right arm, with his fingers straightforward. He shut his eyes in order for him to focus.

Something that I can picture in order to release my element. Alek thought.

My element's natural form is liquid, so I would need to turn it into a solid, He pauses to think about what he said.

But that's not possible. I can't exactly freeze it. If I could picture something else. He opens his eyes and examines his arm. He first looks at his arm, then his hand, then his fingers. Maybe I can give my entire arm a transformation.

He shut his eyes again. To change the appearance of his arm, he would need to use his element to do so. He would picture his element in his mind so it can appear. To him, if he freezes his element, it would be frozen and possibly break the moment it makes contact with reality.

Purple smoke would surround his entire right arm as if they are evaporating from his arm originally. After a while, his smoke would slowly dissolve, revealing his arm.

"What?"

Alek's entire right arm is different. The skin tone is purple and his hand is shaped differently. His fingers were more thicker and longer than a human's hand. His hand itself looks more of a claw. A claw from a specific race.

"So you used your element to transform your right arm into a demon claw?" Jacob would take Alek's wrist and raise it up, raising his arm. He would examine it.

"Good idea. As you can use this claw of yours to inject your element into others, keeping the fluids in your body," he would let go of Alek.

"Can you not make it sound weird?"

"I'm sorry but it's true," he chuckles.

Alek would extend his arm, clenching his demonic-looking fist. He would flinch and drop his arm to his side. "I can't even close my fist- er, claw because of the stupid fingers," he sighs.

"Cause you are stabbing yourself with your own fingers?" Jacob scoffs. Alek would brush his question off. "Well, you do know that the reason why your claw is sharp is that they are your fingernails,"

"Wait, so the reason why my claws are long and sharp is that it's my nails?"

"You can literally think of the sharp point of your claw as your fingernails. See, you are already looking at the demon body. Next, you are going to learn about sex educat-"

Before Jacob could finish, Alek would clench his claw and punch Jacob at the stomach, making him collapse.

"No one asked! Wait, how come I didn't hurt myself there?" Alek would look at his claw again only to see his fingers grow longer, becoming sharp. It's as if his fingers shorten, removing the sharp tip so that he can clench his claw.

"Because that's how the demon hand works," Jacob said, grunting. He would stand back up to his feet. "The length of your fingers can decrease to a specific size since they react automatically. Think of them as your eyes,"

"My eyes? Why?" It seemed weird to compare claws with eyes.

"You know that if you clap in front of someone's eyes, it will cause the person to blink as if it's reflex? Yeah, your claw works like that when it comes to fingers," Jacob would slap Alek's, causing him to fall to the floor.

"Why?!" Alek asks, groaning. He put his hand on his cheek, feeling that burn that he received.

"Payback. Plus you just shut your eyes when you got hit right? That's reflexes!" Jacob laughs. Alek would get up, rubbing his cheek.

"Very funny," he sighs, chuckling.