The Change

Advanced Assassin Attack

My mom and I had just started to leave the hospital at about 2:30 pm. We were just about to get into the Ford Explorer. Then, a sudden explosion of immense energy happened on top of a skyscraper, almost destroying the roof of the building it had happened at. We had seen it from the ground of the hospital. It was what we didn't know that scared us. My mom immediately had gotten in the car, but I did not. The explosion, started to attract my curiosity. Then something itched in my mind, it felt like something was ripping a hole inside of it.

Then I looked directly at where the explosion had commenced. For some odd reason, there was a blue electrical fog that spread from the explosion site, down the building. It evaporated quickly, but there was something else, what looked like a portal, or something else. It was an anomaly, maybe. For some reason it hurt my head deeply. The anomaly closed up, but the pain was still there. Then I looked towards my mom, she had gotten out of the car, waving and shouting something.

For that split second my mom was there, and the next thing I know is her being gone. Something had cut her in half in the blink of an eye. That something stood right in front of me. I could tell it was in the shape of a man, holding a long odachi sword. He held it in his right hand as he was on the right side of my mother and in front of the car. The car was sliced at an angle, and the sword was smothered in blood and electricity.

Everything inside of my mind started to bounce and jump start something I never knew I could do. Unwillingly, I raised my hand and pushed the air directly with a short range punch towards him. This caused the air particles to combine and sent this stranger flying like a cannon shot him. I then knielded beside what was left of my mother, crying for her. She was lifeless, and asleep forever. But her soul resided where it wished.

Since we were right in the parking lot hospital, I pulled out my phone, and I called the police and the government after that, thankfully I could at least call. "I need help right away, this is Joseph Alexander Steelman! I am the teenager who was cured of Aplastic Anemia by the governemts DNA modification experiments! And my mother has just been killed. Some crazed fucker just cut her in half!" The same message was relayed to the government, as it was to the Dallas PD.

People were slowly gathering around as they had heard my cries of sorrow. They didn't take pictures or videos, they really couldn't at the moment. The field of invisible energy was back again, like protection to hide my face from any recognition. I looked out to all of them, scared, angry; frustrated. Some people tried to help, some did not. One person came up to me and lightly touched my shoulder, kneiling beside me.

She was about my age, dark brown hair, blue eyes, a brown shirt and jean jacket with the Bone Collecter insignia on it, and blue jeans with brown cowgirl boots. She said something, but I couldn't quite hear it over everyone else around us. But that instinct, an instinct to stop the chaos urged me to shout. It urged me to say something. I did, "Everyone else shut the hell up now!" My voice was as loud as a thunder clap, a roar almost. Everyone became silent.

As tears rolled down my face, the girl took that as a notion to speak again. "Joseph, is it, I saw you on the news before. My brother is in the crowd, we were just coming to visit our grandmother in the hospital. She has fourth stage stomach cancer, and we were coming to see her on her last day. Would you like us to help you?"

She was feeling sympathetic, I could tell. Her grandmother was about to die as well, by what she was saying anyways. So I nodded, trusting them with my mothers body to help me carry her with me. Before anyone did anything though, I did one thing. So there wasn't as much blood sliding every where I decided to heat up where she had been cut in half. This way, her body would be cooked. There would be hardly any blood whatsoever.

They held the two pieces of her body, the girl had held my moms upper half, while her brother held the lower half. At least he was mature. Emergency nurses came in with a stretcher extremely fast. Surprisingly they had the mess cleaned up from the earlier poppings, cops were there on the scene already investigating what had happened. When they saw me and the two siblings that decided to help me, they pulled out their tasers.

"Thank you two, you may set her down in the chairs please" I spoke silently. The cops were trained on me, holding the triggers on the supposed weapons. I sighed, the instinct was still there too. It wanted, no it needed destruction, the thrill, the power. Then a voice tickled the back of my brain, "What is power without a will to control yourself?"

All of a sudden a crash bursted through the emergency doors. The same figure that killed my mother. It held no weapon at the time, and the odachi sword was missing. Who is this guy, I asked myself, ready to try and defend myself. The figure stood there, it looked like a male figure anyways. So I asked it a question, "Who are you and what do you want?"

At this time the cops had there guns trained on the figure and were calling for back up. But the figure responded, "I am Mason Fargrow, a bionetic assassin sent back in time to destroy Joseph Alexander Steelman before he gains power to destroy the future and cause massive intergalactic war. You are Joseph Alexander Steelman, and you will die."