Lone Lightning Chronicles

Chapter one

Landon

I just moved to this new city and was ready for my first day. I looked at myself in the mirror. I saw the scar that ran across from my right shoulder to my left hip. My blackish blue hair and my electric blue eyes stare back at me. The tattoo on my left bicep of a lightning bolt and my athletic aesthetic. I got dressed in my usual clothing apparel, jeans, a shirt and my blue hoodie, feeling good I left my room and was hoping it would be calm and peaceful. Then the screams began, I looked outside and saw what looked like a movie, demons and angels fighting. I can't say what possessed me but I grabbed my katana from my boxes and stepped onto my balcony and looked down. I saw the angels losing and a guy shooting ice out of his hands while another hit the frozen demons with his swords. I decided I will go where no one was to fight the demons for the other people's sake. I shot up to the top of the building across from me feeling myself become lightning for a moment. I decided to head towards the north to see what everything looked like over there.

As I shot my way over there I saw more and more demons killing people. I decided this is where I'll begin. I dropped down and shot arks of lightning into the demons around where I landed. I began cutting down demons and blasting them with arks of lightning till none were on my street. I dropped to one knee as I caught my breath. As I got up I saw a demon come at me faster than the others and I blocked his first swing. After that everything became hazy as it struck me with his other hand and I stumbled. When I got my bearings again my katana was broken and the demon was very fried in front of me. I wasn't going to stop here,cursing I picked up the short sword the demon was using and moved again to the next street repeating the same thing I did before cut, slash, stab lightning, cut, slash, stab, lightning, until it was a rhythm I knew all too well. Going from block to block making my way to the worst of it. When I finished I found myself tired, looking down a street with a group of people around another who was clearly hurt badly. The hurt man disintegrated and the girl holding him started crying. I saw the two from earlier with the fire and ice. I decided I shouldn't be watching but my gut told me to stay. I couldn't hear much but as I turned away to see if my home was ok, I heard one of the guys say "shadow corp" I decided to remember that in case it was important as I went in the direction of home

As I got within two blocks from home I heard a voice call to me "hey why are you brandishing a demon blade?". I looked behind me to see an angel looking down at me. I respond with " I picked it up after breaking my other sword". He seemed satisfied with this answer and continued walking away. I looked down at the blade in my hand and didn't know what to do with it. I decided to keep it as I walked the last block to my apartment when another voice called out to me, "kid you look like hell, what's your name?". He was an older man with gray hair. I looked at him and responded "my name's Landon.". I continued walking home hoping tomorrow went by way easier than today. But for me, it rarely does.