I started small, like I was stretching a muscle, slowly building up until I could reach bigger and better things. However, I was faced with a decision; I could wield my power for good, or for a force of evil. Deep breaths moved through my body, I was in the dark in my room, lotus position, sitting on my bed, trying to concentrate to
focus myself. I was thinking of a tunnel inside my head, I called it the interspace highway, projecting energy from within myself to the outside world. It radiated from me, the air around my body actually giving off heat. This was a week after I encountered the wall of power. I had developed a harmony with the world of physics, understanding how each piece of the world linked together. I opened my eyes and my bed jumped a foot into the air, hovering. The trickle of blood I associated with exertion did not even make itself apparent, I was ready.
I always said that if I had the ability I would make those who wronged me pay, always thinking up new and imaginative ways to do it whilst being lulled into the world of my mind, listening to the constant slapping of my trainers on the concrete. That's where I was now, enclosed in my head, walking through the gates of the school, thinking, dreaming, knowing, that those dark fantasies could become an even darker reality. A small smile crept across my lips, framing my face in a shadow by my eye level hair.
"What's there to smile about freak?" Came a voice from directly behind me. A hand grabbed my shoulder and twisted me around, Daniel, the kid who had decided to make my world a living nightmare since he laid eyes on me. I let out a dark chuckle.
"I suggest you get your hand off of me Danny boy" I said, raising my eyes from their downward position to face him. I saw he had another three guys behind him and suppressed another snort. Things were just starting to get better.
"What was that, freak?" he said, a look of rage coming across his face. "You think you can tell me what to do?" his grip tightened.
"That's the short of it Danny boy" I replied, the smile widening, playing across my features, increasing his rage. He nodded, like he had been expecting that answer.
"Aww, well sure little Matty, I'll let go of your precious shoulder." He smirked and pushed me hard, I fell backward. My head looked as if it were going to hit the ground and I let my feet fall out from under me. I hovered horizontally in mid air and righted myself. My feet touched the ground and I chuckled darkly, not letting the bullies realize how much that simple manoeuvre had taken out of me. I still hadn't quite mastered flight.
"How… How did you do that Matt?" Daniel stammered, backing away.
"Aww, is little Danny boy scared?" I mocked, lifting my fingers, the air around them pulsing and warping. My brain had begun to ache, but the barrier I had pre-made in my nose contained the blood flow. "I think you've wet yourself Danny boy" I sneered, raising my right eyebrow in disgust. He went beet root red and his cronies started to back off. "Let me...dry you off" I smirked and pushed, both physically and mentally, using every last ounce of energy I had. The result was spectacular. The three boys lifted off the ground and flew around six feet off the ground in a large arc. The boy on the right hit a large tree, either his back or the trunk gave a sickening crack; I presumed it was his back. The boy on the left hit the top of a lamp-post. The entire top half snapped off and the two objects fell to the ground, the kid looked pretty dead. Daniel, he had it the worst, he flew into the air, slightly faster than the other two, and didn't hit anything, he was in the air for ten seconds maximum, his velocity increasing massively. When he hit the ground he hit hard, his neck made a sickening crunch as his face impacted first, followed shortly by the rest of his body. The bullies now limp form did a strange front flip before sliding to a halt, a red mark over the ground from where he had streaked across it. I let out a pained gasp and fell to one knee, a torrent of blood escaping my nose and my head splitting with pain.
Victory and power, other than pain that's all I could feel. A sense of swelling victory, and power. I had single mindedly destroyed three people without laying a physical finger on them.
I flicked my head to the right and my hair swept out of my eyes to land in a diagonal slant across my forehead. I let out a small laugh, the blood had stopped flowing from my nose and the headache was subsiding. I was growing stronger I knew it. I raised my self off of my knee and took a shaky step forward, my mind snapping to an instant decision. I was better than them, humans were weak, useless, without a question I was stronger, so like a person who destroyed an anthill, I should destroy them, purely for my own amusement.
Sitting in front of the computer, I researched, realising some stark differences between me and the rest of the human race. I was stronger, I could do more things, I was the lion and the humans were the Zebra he hunted. I was something that a load of scientists had called 'the Apex Predator' a being that surpasses the food chain and doesn't need to worry about simple things like being eaten by something better, because there wasn't anything better. In short form, the Apex Predator was the ultimate organism. In even shorter form, the Apex predator was me.
Shouts from downstairs again, my parents arguing, something I had grown used to in the years of my life. More often than not the arguments wee about me. The way one would treat me better than the other, how they weren't pushing me enough. Anything they could argue about they would. Although, they had never come to blows, physical violence had never been introduced to the equation. I closed my eyes and sighed, trying to drown out the noise of arguing parents. Then I heard a thump, and a low, feminine moan of pain. My stepdad must have hurt my mom.
I felt it rise inside me, a bubbling ball of hate, even lions tended to refrain from hurting those in their pack, but when they did, there was hell to pay. I was a ball of rage, barely even human, the humanity of my mind just fluttering around the edges. My power was taking control, instinct over riding logic. A surge of power washed through me and the door of my bedroom ripped of its hinges and hit the wall of the hall way, splintering and breaking into individual shards. A deep laugh of menace ripped out of me and I half walked, half floated from my room, each step lifted by a cushion of air.
"Leave her alone" I yelled at him, my voice taking on an unearthly quality. I saw my mom sprawled across the ground, a gash on her head and blood slowly pulsing from the ground. Her mouth made the shapes it would as if saying my name, but no words came out. I was firmly on the ground, so the man stepped toward me, not realising the extreme danger he was in.
"What did you just say to me?" he asked, walking up to me. My face reached his chest and as he looked down on me his mouth crept into a smile. "I suggest you go upstairs, before a similar accident happens to you" he continued, cocking his head to the side as he spoke.
"No" I responded to him, lifting my head up and returning his cocky smile. He looked confused for a second, stepping back, his body seemingly sensing my power, and reacting in the way it should, fear. However, his stupidity overcame his body's smarter, natural reflexes and he leered at me.
"Well in that case" he said, and brought his fist back. My powers acted off their own accord, and as he pulled his arm back I felt myself react. I tugged hard on his arm with my ability and felt the muscles give way, his arm dislocated with a loud crunch and he let out a primeval groan of pain. Not realising I had been the one to create his pain he took another step toward me. I had my eyes closed, but I could feel him there, I imagined his heart, beating away furiously in his little chest. Then I made It stop.
Well guys, there's another chapter done, I hope you like it and I hope it progressed things a little, due to exams I've been pressed for time, but, in two weeks school ends and my brain monkey who presses the keys and makes the stories happen can come out and play nearly full time. *Gives monkey another banana* you deserved it head dwelling brain monkey