The Legend of xZx
Ch.2 Rebirth
The father had climbed the stairs in order to reach their praying altar they had set up for their god Olmar when the flames had caught up to him and lit the stairs ablaze. He knew he must make it so he charged through the flames experiencing countless burns and blisters. He had climbed the final expanse of stairs when it hit. The twister ripped apart the roof of his house and sent the pieces twirling into the wasteland it had created. The father had just muttered several words in the ancient language before he was lifted into the air and was hurtled towards the city at billions of miles an hour. He had only got a quick glance at his son as he was hurtled through the sky and disintegrated into nothingness. His son had just gained the power of foresight, the ability to see into the future. His son saw the countless bits of ice slamming into the house and not once did he cry. But as soon as the fire had caught up, the twister came back for another round, the ice shards coming from the sky hurtled toward, and the lightning struck right when all those other forces of nature struck, it happened. The child began to glow and all the elemental, catastrophic forces backed off seeing what they had done. They had wanted to kill the boy because the boy possessed great potential. The forces where pushed so hard from the force around the boy that they were changed back into the energy that they once were. The boy now had two glowing stars on his hands, each for a different element. He could now see without looking, hear without disturbance, smell without disarray, taste without being poisoned, and could feel the whole world. He could see weak points and strong points in everything and if they weren't there, he could easily create one. He had the potential to alter reality at will, but in his present state could, only influence it…He had been found and been sent to an orphanage by a passing by family that were wondering by at the time. He got along with the other kids until one bully had to push his luck.
"Gimme your lunch money!" the bully screeches.
"Hmph," the boy says, but now his name was Thunder.
"Think you're so tough, don't cha?" the bully says.
"Leave me alone," Thunder mumbles, getting angrier by the moment.
"Oh, do you think you can tell me what to do? Huh? Huh? Huh little boy? Huh?" the bully yells, sounding all the more intimidating.
"You, know you're making yourself look like an idiot, right?" Thunder says.
"Oh and idiot am I? Well this idiot must be pretty strong to be able to do this!" the bully say as he winds up for a punch, but Thunder blocks it with ease. "Huh? What the…" the bully tried to day before Thunder punched him in the gut. "Why you little…" the bully said as he fell to the floor in agony.
Just that moment the orphanage maiden had walked in when she saw the bully, whose name is Michael, doubled over in pain. "My goodness! What happened!" she shrieked.
"Thunder…hit me…" Michael managed to mumble as he still clenched his gut.
"What do you mean? Thunder! Did you have anything to do with this?" the maiden screeched.
"He tried to hit me first and I stopped his hit and I punched him in the stomach," Thunder said with a straight face.
"Well you're grounded mister! Grounded for a month!" the maiden shouted.
"I'm not grounded because I don't plan on staying here. I'm leaving," Thunder said without any change in his mood except a little aggression.
"You are not going anywhere!" roared the maiden as she blocked his way.
"Oh yes I am," Thunder said as he started walking, but the maiden jumped in his way shouting "no". He walked right toward and when he made contact, his forehead touching her breasts as he walked forward. She continued he screeching as he continued his procession. He kept walking and started pushing her out into the street despite countless "no's". He eventually walked around her and started running at the speed of a professional athlete. She kept yelling come back but he never did.