True Powers

There was a time, way beyond humanity, where heroes and villains were fighting over worlds domniation and world peace. The heroes were brave, but at the end, they lost. Now 150 years later, the villains controlled earth, and there were only  a few hereos left. Some of the hereos don't even know, that they have some powers, and the others don't know how to control it, but there was one hero, that had fully understanded his powers, and his name was: Ja'kir Filidraupt . 

This is a story of a young man, that has a mission, to find all the other heros and train them, to fight the villians!

 

Chapter 1: Ja'kir Filidraupt

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Ja'kir first learned that he was one of these so called "Heros" when he was around 11 years old, were he was being picked on, and then he felt anger towards the bully, and suddenly he thought he was melting! There was water driven from his hands and arms, he couldn't control it, he screamed, and ran home. While he was running home, the water stopped driving from his hands, but he didn't notice. When he arrvied at his place, he screamed and crying to his mother "MOM! MOM! I'M MELTING!" He's mother was calm, because she thought that nothing like that could happen, but when she saw his hands and arms, she saw that his skin was wrinkled. She said "Ja'kir! Don't play jokes on Mommy. That ain't funny, okay?" Ja'kir said "But mom! I was really melting!" His mom said "Enough Ja'kir!" Ja'kir was sad, very sad. He couldn't understand what happend to him.

Years later, when he was 17 years old, he had a little more control over the powers. One day he met another fellow, while he was picking on his old bully, that was a hero too. It was an old man, he looked like he was more than 100 years old. He walked over to me and said "Oh young Ja'kir, you're still so unwise" Ja'kir was surprised and looked at the old man, and said this to him "Wait, how do you my name?" The old man said this to him "Oh, I'm just like you Ja'kir, but unlike you I have control over my powers, and not using them to picking on other kids" Ja'kir said "You don't know what this kid did to me, he have..." The old man interrupted Ja'kir and said "Oh Ja'kir, revenge has only hatred in it, and I can see in you, that you really don't want to be a bad guy" Ja'kir was impressed, and said "Who... Who are you?!" The old man replied "I am one of the few heroes left, I have only one mission left, and that the mission, includes you Ja'kir"

Ja'kir: "Wait, what are you talking about old man?!" The old man replied: "*Sigh* Ja'kir, walk with me" Ja'kir walked away from the old man, but suddenly he felt that something have grapped onto him, like the wind was holding him, and controlling him. Ja'kir tried to escape, but he couldn't do anything, he was forced to walk with the old man. The old man said: "Ja'kir, I saw you used your powers, you have those powers, because, you're a hero." "A hero?" Ja'kir asked. "Yes, a hero, now.." Ja'kir interruptted the old man, and said "Wait wait! What are those "heroes"? The old man said this to Ja'kir "The heroes, were the protectors of earth, for many years ago, but there was some villians too. They was way to power full, for the heroes to handle, so the heroes lost. Few heroes was lucky enough to escape, but many has fallen" Ja'kir looked at him, and asked "But, does that mean, that there is someone like me in the world?" The old man replied "Indeed there is! Let me explain, when the hereos died, my grandfather was just learning his powers, he was at the same age as you. He was the choosen one. My grandfather taught my parents to control their powers, which they learned me as well. The heroes and villians, are some creatures that can live a really long time, if of course, aren't getting killed."