This story takes place in a world where almost everyone has superpowers. A world full of heroes and villains. A boy named Lucas is the main focus. He has a power called "Ghost". Ever since the day that his father took his mother's life, he's been wa...
A few days had gone by since the chaotic scene took place. As Timothy was finishing resting up in the hospital, Brian and Jessica were getting some early training in before tryouts in a couple of months. Jessica was doing consecutive push-ups every minute at her house as Brian jogged around his block every morning. And even as Timothy was still recovering, he was extremely eager to join them in the intense training. Once in awhile, Brian would stop by the hospital just to visit Timothy and let him use a small weight to lift as he sat in his hospital bed. Even though the doctors weren't too fond of it, Brian still made sure that his friend got some type of training done. The future was looking bright for all three of them in the upcoming months.
Meanwhile, a few weeks ago, back at the prison, Zackaria stared intensely into Vincent's eyes. "Damn you Zackaria! I'm the one who shall savor the flesh and blood of this kid's throat!" Vincent yelled. Suddenly, the shadow tentacles that were wrapped around Vincent's body had tightened. "Vincent, that's enough! You wouldn't like the outcome if I have to repeat myself once more," Zackaria said threateningly. As Vincent's ability to breathe drained, he shouted, "Alright! I'll let the little shit live! Now release me you bastard!" Zackaria sighed and released the grip of his demonic powers.
Suddenly, prison guards rushed into the cafeteria due to the commotion that was happening. As the guards separated/evacuated all prisoners and ran over to check on the wounded Caspian, Zackaria glanced back over his shoulder at Caspian and smirked before walking away. An hour and a half later, medical guards had finished searing and wrapping Caspian's near fatal wounds with their powers before sending him to the prison yard where the other prisoners were mining.
Once he got there, Caspian asked the guards, "How am I supposed to do anything with my hands cuffed?" The guard replied, "That isn't my problem. Don't forget why you're here in the first place." Afterwards, the guard walked off, leaving Caspian alone with the other prisoners. Caspian observed all the prisoners from a distance to make sure that Vincent wasn't around. All of a sudden, a hand grabbed Caspian's shoulder from behind. As soon as Caspian felt it, he began to slightly tremble from the thought of who it could be, but when he turned around, it wasn't who he thought it was. It was Zackaria rather.
"Why so shaky Caspian? No need to feel concerned," Zackaria calmly said in a weirdly high pitched voice. "Who....are you?" Caspian asked. "That isn't important right now. What's important, is why you are here. Obviously, there must be a reason why a 15 year old such as yourself must live restrained in a major adult prison such as this one. There's something special about you, and of course I couldn't just stand there and let you die," Zackaria responded.
"Huh? What are you talking about?" Caspian questioned. Zackaria sighed and whispered, "Follow me." But before Caspian could say anything in response, the alarm sounded, indicating that it was time to go back inside. "Nevermind, we'll meet again. I'm sure of it," Zackaria said before walking off. In a confused state of mind, Caspian replied, "Alright then," and prepared himself to head back inside.
Once all the prisoners were inside, they were all sent back to their cells. As soon as Caspian got back into his cell, he instantly collapsed onto his bed on the bottom bunk. Within seconds, he dosed off. His head was aching from everything that happened today, and because he had no sleep the previous night.
Once asleep, all Caspian saw was darkness surrounding him in his dream. It was as if he was in a void. Then, a small meow was heard in Caspian's left ear. Suddenly, multiple heads of a white kitten appeared all around Caspian in the dark paradox. "No...it can't be...who?" Caspian cried to himself while holding his head with both hands, collapsing onto his knees. But the sounds of the kitten screaming grew louder.
"Shut up damn it!" Caspian yelled as he gripped his hair tightly. At this point, the cries of the kitten were deafening. "Go away...please. I'm so sorry," Caspian muttered as tears formed in his eyes. After that, the cries had stopped, and the heads of the kitten faded away. As it had stopped, Caspian's teary eyes slowly opened, as light began filling the dark void. In an instant, Caspian was awake, or so he thought. Something wasn't right.
Instead of waking up in his jail cell, he was in a dark, creepy room. He tried to stand up and call for help, but his mouth was taped shut and he was chained to a small chair. And in the distance of the darkness, loud footsteps were heard, slowly approaching.
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