As Faolon and I trudged through the cold, sterile hallways, guards continue to shout at us.
" NO SUDDEN MOVEMENTS!"
" WE SHOOT IF YOU DARE RUN!"
" THINK YOU CAN OUT SMART US, SORGAN'S!?" I wished I could punch or kick them in the face, but sadly I couldn't. I'd probably have a bullet through my head by then. Then, one of the guards pushed Faolon to hard, causing him to stumble and fall. He growled, but didn't seem to lash out. The guards blamed Faolon for laughing, not the jerk who pushed him. They grabbed one of his arms and hauled him right back up, picking up where they left off.
We finally reached a black, ebony door when the guards quieted and stopped shoving us lightly. They knocked on the doors, waiting for something or someone to open it. Finally, the door opened and a tiny little voice said, " Yes?". I looked down at the ground and saw a little machine ( most likely a robot shiver ).
" We would like to show these prisoners to Golgath." said my captor. The machine nodded and opened the door slowly, letting us in. The guards now didn't shove us, they carried Faolon and I into a throne room. Seated on a throne was a man. His hair was a odd green color, his eyes a striking purple, his face in a angry scrunch, his hands big and rough, and his body completely stacked in muscles. When I looked more closely at his right hand, I saw the bottom half past his elbow seemed to shiny and metallic. But his voice drew my attention away from his odd forearm.
" What are you doing here in my kingdom?!" bellowed a low, deep voice. I twitched from how deep his voice went. His purple eyes blinked red, as red as a flame. My once courageous heart seemed to just shrink into a coward when I heard his voice. But Faolon seemed to keep his calm...and anger.
" Stringer…" cursed Faolon, making a fist.
" Don't you dare curse my name. And it's Golgath now" said the man on the throne, his name supposedly Stringer. Faolon growled, not caring.
" I can curse your name if I wanted to. And listen, we saw those bots! You're disgracing the super code!" Faolon spat at Stringer. Stringer chuckled, smirking at Faolon.
" You mean, YOUR super code? Our, or my, code is different. We may do as we please as long as it destroys anyone who opposes me!" Stringer replied back smugly. His eyes then went and looked at me.
" My, you are a special blend of super. A rare I guess we could say. I could show you your full potential, or even ENHANCE your powers!" said Stringer, trying to bribe me. I turned away in disgust from his attempt at trying to bribe me. I heard him sigh, then stand. I turned and faced him again. He now stood in front of Faolon, his eyes piercing into Faolon's soul. Faolon stared back with empty eyes, showing no emotion at all.
" You will pay Faolon to show your clan who rules this sacred land. I'll make sure your wolf fur will be planted nicely above my fireplace. Next to a bot if I feel like it." Stringer spat at Faolon. Faolon growled at Stringer, but didn't reply anything back. Stringer waved us away and sat back down on his throne, turning it around, and watching the wheat blow in the wind. The guards lifted us back up with haste and carried us away. We arrived at a row of cells and the guards threw me and Faolon side the same cell. They slammed the door shut, shouting, " Golgath will be so glad about catching you two! Be ready tomorrow, cause you'll probably be on holograms to the Sorgans!". The guards laughed then left the cell room, cackling away. When the door shut, Faolon rushed over to the door and shook the bars.
" The bars on these doors are made for capturing supers." cursed Faolon, shaking the doors more. Then, he finally sat down on the bed made of hay. Faolon looked at me and smiling, but then he stopped smiling.
" What? " I asked him, worrying. Faolon stood back up and walked over to me.
" Your powers. Summon your powers. " he said.
" WHAT!? I barely even know what my powers are!" I replied back.
" Well, you better get learning or we're gonna become trophies for that sicko Stringer." said Faolon, sticking at finger at my face. I shrugged and closed my eyes tightly. I made tight fists to.
" It's not working" I squeezed out.
" Then try harder" Faolon replied back. I began to really dig deep, looking just for a tiny flame of power of the darkness of ordinary. I felt like I could see a small flame when I heard a big shout in my ear.
" DID YOU FIND IT YET?!" Faolon said, the flame disappearing.
" GOD DAMMIT FAOLON" I shouted at him. Faolon grumbled and sat on the other side of the room. I took a deep breath and closed my eyes again. I began to search deeper again, searching for that tiny flame I had saw. But as soon as I closed my eyes, the flame was bigger. As big as flames in a wildfire. I gasped, falling off the bed I was on. My eyes flew open and I sat up. Faolon was just staring at me.
" Well you're a great gentleman." I mumbled, sitting back up.
" I feel as if I were to help you up, you would've probably slapped me or cussed me out." Faolon said, matter-of-factly. I rolled my eyes and closed my eyes again. The flame seemed to whip around in the darkness, but it didn't seem like a flame. Only this time, it was more different. It didn't look like a flame, it looked like a mere magical particle. It was mesmerizing, the green light bright as ever. I opened my eyes.
" Is this power your talking about green? Looks like a flame but it isn't?" I asked.
" Well, how am I supposed to know the answer to that?" Faolon said, staring at me like ' Bruh'. I sighed and thought for a minute. How could I summon that magical thing into a actual physical object? I made a fist and opened it, hoping maybe that would work. It didn't obviously.
" Faolon, attack me." I ordered. For some reason, Faolon actually did. He lunged at me and lifted his fist, aiming it for my nose. I gasped and my hands reacted on their own, catching his arm. He was stuck in mid-air from my grip, my hands glowing green. I grinned like a fool as I let go of Faolon, running over to the cell bars. I got this! I totally got this! I reassured myself. I yanked at the bars, the bars coming clean off.
" Whoa!" I marveled as Faolon ran past me, running into the hallway. I shook off my fascination and followed him.