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Well, this is part one, of a little story I came up with, so... Enyoy!
Chapter 1; Lord Galaxar
2012, New York, St. Peterson primary school; Tom carefully followed the hands on the clock, but it seemed as nothing was moving. It was intense. Why? It was the last day of school, a minute and a half of the bell ring every student wanted to hear, summer vacations were almost ahead, and though Tom is rarely excited and is usualy very antisocial, he was twitching with excitement this time. But then finnally, three, two, one and it rang. The final bell rang and so the hallways of the school emptied, students were running all over the place only Tom was slower. He calmly took his bag and went home. It wasn't a long walk to his home from school, less than half a mile. He just walked. He didn't think anything, plan anything, but he just walked. Then he arrived home, took his key out of his pocket went in the house, put down the bag, and called »Anyone home?« but there was no answer. His dad was away on a buisness trip and his mom worked at a hospital, so he knew she wouldn't come home quickly. Then he continued »No? Ok then! I guess I'mo ¦ talking to myself? Againo ¦« So he just went up to his room, took a book and relaxed. It was more than a minute until he realized that he doesn't like to read, and that he actually just looked at the text of the book. He threw the book and picked up the TV remote. He flicked through the channels until he saw something in the corner of his eye. He just thought »hmmpfo ¦ Nothing important« and continued watching TV. But again a black spot appeared in the corner of the room. This time Tom turned his head and saw an extremely small shadow. He walked up to it with the thoughts »What the..« but suddenly the shadow expanded, it started growing, changing shape - like smoke, yet it was solid, like firm gas that was blinking white and black like lightning. Tom jumped away as the shadow grew, and o like almost never before o Tom felt fear rushing throught his bones. Then sudenly the shadow formed a wall all around Tom and closed in on him. The only thing Tom could express was »Son of ao ¦« but the shadow was getting tighter, until finnaly it squezzed Tom and threw him. As he woke seconds later he noticed he wasn't home anymore. He was on a red, black and green, shadowy surface surrounded by black vasts of emptyness. Then a figure appeared. It rose high above the ground, and before Tom could realize, before him stood a monster, made of dark matter, forged together by pure evil, made to collect the ultimate power, the shapeshifting figure. A figure of the almighty darkness Lord Galaxar. Tom was terrified. He did not know if he was dreaming or not as the giant, black monster with fiery red eyes spoke with a deep, loud voice; »Human! You are targeted for destruction, for the cause of collecting mana power, to fill the ultimate power, to reshape the galaxy in the form, desired by me o the almighty Galaxar! Bow before me or die suffering, mortal!« Tom did not understand a word. He had his mouth wide open and was a second from fainting, but he could still say »Youo ¦ youo ¦ what? Who are you? Is this a dream? Whaa?« Galaxar shouted back »You made your choice mortal! Prepare to suffer!« And with the end of that sentence a grey electricity bolt came out of his hands. The electricity formed around Tom. He felt inner pain but an unexpected twist happenned. Something neither Tom or Galaxar didn't understand. The electericity broke. It went into Tom, who suddenly stopped feeling the pain and started feeling rather fuffilling. Galaxar suddenly become frithened and whispered to himself »He iso ¦ It can't beo ¦ Not yet!« Tom was gently lowered back to the ground and found the strenght to say to Galaxar »Thato ¦ was not suppossed to happeno ¦ was it?« Galaxar quickly replied »Youo ¦ you are too strong for me now! You, a mear mortal, can't learn the power! Noo ¦ NO! I shall return! Mark my words! You will be defeated!« and just like that he dissappeared and Tom suddenly woke up in his house, like nothing happenned. But Tom knew it did. He felt the power. He had no strenght nor courage to scream, not even to say anything, but the least of all he didn't know what Galaxar meant by 'power' and why he should be defeated. But he was determined to find out. To find out more of this, ultimate power, and to uncover the secret of Galaxar. And so, our 13 year old, usually sarcastic, black haired and brown eyed Tom, who was now all but average, began his journey.
Chapter 2; The professor
Tom stood up. He could still feel the energy rushing through him. Then he realized all of it went in to his hands. They felt warmer and warmer, until it stopped. Tom kept repeating to himself »Alien, power, teleporting,o ¦« and than he looked down. He saw his hands. They were on fire. He had just enough energy to let out a squeaking, silent yell. He ran to the sink and tried to extinguish his hands but it didn't work. At that moment Tom realized, he doesn't feel the fire. But then the words power came back. It was obvius, what happenned. Tom was shocked. He didn't know if he'll become a superhero now, and what else can he do, will he be fighting aliens? Mutants? Or even galaxar? Is there even a limit to this power? How does he control it, use it and other similar questions went through his head. He had no idea what do do next, but at the same moment, the doorbell made Tom jump two feet straight up. He said »Co ¦coming!« He hoped it would be his mom, but when he openned the door he saw Mike. Mike was Tom's best friend since kindergarten. They were always hanging out together, and though Mike was sort of a nerd, he was quite popular. And also didn't wear huge glasses or braces. No, he was juist another average - well... a bit smarter - person. Brown hair, blue eyes a bit shorter than Tom and a lot more social. »Mike! You won't beliveo ¦« said Tom but was interrupted »Not now Tom! I have important news.« And so Mike took a piece of a newspaper article out of his pocket. »See this? This guy? He was a top scientist, and now he retired! He was also an inventor, and you won't belive what heo ¦« »Mike! Seriusly? This dude? Wowo ¦ Anyway, you better sit down for this« Mike did so. »Alright Tom what could be more important thano ¦« Tom couldn't hold it in anymore and he just shouted »analiengavemepowersandnowhe'stryingtokillme!« »Whaa!?« Replied Mike »an alien gave meo ¦« Tom repeated himself, this time slower but Mike suddenly said »No, no I heard you, but Tomo ¦ What the hell bro!?« Tom started explaining from top to bottom, from start to end and even the other way around, and never left out any details. »Yes Tom, and of this 'alien' and so called 'powers' of yours, I mean dou you have any evidence at all?« »Well noo ¦ Wait!« Tom started shaking his hands, and waving all over his house. »The hell Tom? Are you sure you're ok?« But then Tom's hands let out a glow nad then set on fire. »Holy snickerdoodles! Tom your hands! Theyo ¦ fire!« But Tom calmed him down »It's ok! I don't even feel it! This is the power I was talking about!« »Well oko ¦ That's normalo ¦ I have a mutant in my houseo ¦« Tom replied »Ok Mike first o I'm not a mutant, and second o This is MY house!« And so Mike came back to his senses. »Fine Tom. You win soo ¦ theo ¦ article?« »What? Oh yeah, your news, yea sure tell it!« »um wello ¦ Io ¦ I sawo ¦« Tom saw Mike was a bit confused so he took the article out of his hands. Suddenly, when he saw the scientist's picture a ghostly image of Galaxar flashed before Tom's eyes. He dropped the article. »Tom? Are you okay?« Mike asked and all Tom could say was »Weo ¦ need to visit this guyo ¦« Mike asked why and how. But Tom explained that they just have to go, and that he lives down the street so it wouldn't be a problem. »Wait, wait, waito ¦ He lives DOWN THE STREET? Well thank you Tom! I always said I wanted to visit exactly this guy, and you NEVER told me he lives down the goddamn street!« Tom calmly replied »I didn't know it was the same guy! So are you coming?« And than the doorbell rang again. Tom looked out the living room window, where you could see who it was. »Noo ¦ Not now!« Mike looked too and replied »well we can't ignore him, he'll be ringing the bell at least thirty more minutes!« So Tom openned the door. Outside was Jake. See the reason Tom and Mike didn't want him to be here waso ¦ well Jake wasn't really their friend. He did hang out with them alot, but let's go to the beginning. It was in the second grade when Jake came as a transfer student that moved to New York with only his mom. There he just randomly chose Mike and Tom as 'friends' and when Tom saw how offended he gets and what he does in that case, he talked to Mike and so they became pretend friends. But why don't they like him? Well he's a prick. He talks nonstop, is actually hyperactive, never gives up on even the most dumb tasks, is a general idiot, an the things he doeso ¦ are. Just. Odd. But they let him in. Tom knew that Jake wouldn't keep a secret, but Mike just shouted everything that happenned. »Cool. Got any food Tom?« Tom was a bit confused »Wait Jake do you belive us? And if yes why aren't you suprised?« Jake with an odd voice replied »Weeeel Tomo ¦ If i remeeember corectly III was the one that preeedicted this, like threee yeears ago, right? Well whooo's dumb now eeh?« Mike remembered that Jake actually said aliens would attack, but of course noone belived him. »So how bout that food?« Jake continued. And, since there was no answer he just tried to run into the kitchen, but Tom grabbed him. Unfortunally his hand was still on fire. »Aaaghh! Son of ao ¦ gauh what the HELL was that for!?« Jake yelled as he shaked his hand, smashing it in a wall. »Jake, we should like, visit this guy, because if you're gonna be here for one more minute, this house will probably exist no more.« Mike said but Jake, confused, replied »I understood nothing.« »Let's just go Jake!« Said Tom and so they went out of the house and down the street to the house that the proffessor lived in. »Prof. Jack Brown. Doesn't seem veryo ¦ Mad scientisty.« Said Tom as he saw a tab with his name on the fence gate. Or atleast what was left of it. Since half of the whole rusty fence was either broken or gone. But that was not all the mess. Two out of three trees were torn down and the other one was almost grey. The grass was almost two feet long, and the house wasn't a masterpiece too. It was suppossed to be white, but now it was grey, moldy, and broken down. The windows had holes in them, the walls had many, many cracks and even the door was hanging down, just about to fall. »Well Jake go on« Tom Said and Jake quickly replied »OOOOOOOOHhhhhhHHHhh someone's SCARED!« »I AM NOT SCARED!« Tom yelled back. »Guys, guys, chill let's just all go in.« Mike said to calm them down. And so they all placed they're feet on the grass, and slownly walked to the door. »Ok so we survived that« Mike said when they arrived at the porch.Tom knocked on the door once. Nothing. He did it again. Still nothing. And when he reached to knock for the third time, the door opened and out came the proffessor. He was old, wearing a very dirty alb coat, fat woolen socks, and his hair was white, a lot more than Jake's blond hair. With a grumpy voice he said »What!?« »Umo ¦ professor Brown is it? Well this is going to sound strange, buto ¦« Suddenly Tom was interrupted by the professor »Your family died in Afganistan, you live on the streets, making money by selling rocks, but today you found a pamphlet for the most ridiculus thing someone could sell, and you want me to buy that, am I correct?« »Wello ¦« »Look kid, I know theese tricks, and I aint falling for it, now beat it!« And so the professor slamed the door. Tom very quietly whispered to Mike »Selling rocks?« and Mike gave him the 'why the heck are you asking me, I'm just as confused as you are' look. Tom knocked again. The door opened once more and the professor yelled »WHAT!? I'm not buying any goddamn flying vacuum cleaners!« and as he wanted to slam the door again Tom placed his foot inbetween like a door stopper and said »I know about Galaxar«. The door stopped, and opened again. It was an akward moment of silence, but then the professor spoke »Come ino ¦« and so they did.
Chapter 3; Revelations
They all sat down, and professor Brown started »Well since you know about Galaxar, you were either his victim or secret agents.« »We are not agents belive us« Mike replied. »Well than, let's go from the beginning. Which one of you got the powers?« Tom said »meo ¦ but how'd you know?« »Wello ¦ it's been told. The one will come. And if it is you, wello ¦« »I don't get it I'm the 'one'?« »Yes, yeso ¦ look Galaxar, could be explained as an alien form, though he actually is an isomorphic lifeform, sealed together by pure energyo ¦ I see that's a bit complicated for you, soo ¦ let's just put it this way. He chooses random victims around the world. It can be an animal, a plant, or a human. You were one of his victoms. They usually die, well they die always actually, buto ¦« »Then why did I survive?« »Well i was getting to that. See the legend told, a person, of not a specific rase, gender, age will survive the encounter with Galaxar. That person shall absorb the powers, evolve them and finnally defeat Galaxar. But there is a twist. Galaxar can only be defeated using the Ultimate power, the same power he is trying to get. And you, you are the one.« »Mhmo ¦ So I have to battle that thing!? That huge, evil, black thing!?« »Well not yet, the journey to achieve the ultimate power will be long for both of you. Who knows who'll get it first. Let's hope it's you.« »So do you have like ANY food at all?« Said Jake, to who both Tom and Mike yelled »JAKE!« and professor Brown continued »I thinko ¦ it's time to get out of retirement. The task of defeating him will take time, courage, and you can't give up. Now, follow me« They all stood up and went to a cold room in the professors house. He took a remote with only one button, pressed it and suddenly, a giant metal door before them opened. There was an elevator behind them. »Whoa!« said Mike in suprise. They stepped in the small elevator, that wen't down, with the speed three times faster than a normal elevator. They came to a sudden stop. When the elevator door opened, there was a dark room infront of them. The professor flipped a big switch and the room lit up. It revealed itself to be huge and noisy, since it was filled with varius, futuristic machines, large computers and other scientific equipment. Prof. Brown said »Welcome! To my laboratory!« »Whoooaaa« The three gasped. Prof. Brown told them that here he worked on equipment, that wouldn't be developed in modern science for atleast 70 years. »Waito ¦ Professor, what is your IQ number?« Mike curiusly asked. Prof. Brown replied »Well I don't mean to brag or anything buto ¦ *cough* 245 *cough*« Mike didn't even have the split second to be amazed, since Jake pressed a button, and a platform raised him. Two metal arms held him in place as he gasped »Guyyys!« but suddenly a red and white electricity bolt was fired into him. The platform was then lowered and Jake just fell. »The hell was that?« Said Tom. »Thato ¦ That machine, was made for subleveled, mind influence to lower the capacity ofo ¦ yeah, um.... Let's just say it can give you powers. Not like yours, but some. It wasn't completed yet so there's a slight chance he'so ¦ dead?« But he wasn't. Jake stood up and yelled »Holy Miami, powdered rat, that was epic!« and than Mike asked »So the powers..?« »Well it obviusly didn't work.« replied Prof. Brown. »luckilly« said Tom to himself. »Anyway i don't think we met properly« said the professor »You already know my name, but what's yours?« »I'm Tom, that's Mike, and the guy under the laser was Jake.« »Oh, ok I guess we'll be spending some time together, since I can help you, and noone, NOONE, can find about this. Get it?« They all said yes. »Ok so firsto ¦« continued the professor, but in the background Tom felt some pain. It got more and more powerfull, until energy went all around him in the form of electricity bolts. As he started yelling Mike, Jake and the Professor noticed him. Mike asked »What's going on!?« And prof. Brown replied »His powerso ¦ They'reo ¦ evolving!«
To be continued...
So, I hope you liked, it and PLEASE don't hate, since I am not in ANY WAY a professional writer!
Oh, and if you have any ideas for the title, please PM them to me! Thanks!
| Credit | The creator of Samurai Jack - Many years ago, while watching this cartoon , the idea came to my head! (no reason why...) |
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It's a bit inappropriate, but it's a fantastic story.