2 Chapter 1 Birth of a Genius

Chapter 1 Birth of a Genius

1946 January 1

Three children are born at the same exact time. It was as if fate was waiting for them to change the world … or destroy it.

In a palace-like mansion. A woman's screams could be heard along with the sounds of many nurses encouraging her. Near her were many nurses with low-level healing abilities. But it soon seems unneeded and a child was born. The only girl within the fated 3 takes her first breath. She was a precious blonde child however the birth of the princess was not only filled with happiness. Her father has just perished while in combat. He died before ever laying eyes on his only child. The mother looks at the proof of the love between her husband and herself. She gives the child a large smile and then freezes right before she was about to hold the child. She thinks to herself he would not have let me hold you first.

Hehehe.

She then turns to the sky hoping to find a glimpse of her dearly beloved and proclaims, "My darling I will give our child your half of the love as well as my half. Do not freight and be free. I shall be Clare's mother and father. Be free my darling, be …. free".

The woman holding her child in his arms begins to sob as if someone has ripped her heart out.

On the other side of the planet, in a cold dark cave, a woman's screams are heard. But everyone there remains motionless like silent observers. No one helped the woman at the most critical moment of her life. Slowly she births a child on her own without any assistance. A wet nurse comes and grabs the baby. And cleans it then places a warm blanket around it to protect it from the cold permeating the cave. When the wet nurse is about to give the baby to the mother a voice stops her.

"No need"

A man walks out with a stern face, short stature, and a large bushy mustache.

"Leave the women, feed the child yourself, let's go."

The wet nurse for humanity's sake wished to argue but she knew this man had no humanity. He would kill her and her whole family for disagreeing with him. Just as he did to the woman next to her.

She showed the woman her boy by lifting him higher. The mother looks at her son for the first and last time. It was unknown where this woman got her strength from but she cursed, "You bastard my son will kill you …"

She had more things to say to the monster in human skin but an ice shard flew between her eyebrows. The attack was quick and calas. The man's expression did not even change. He simply turned around and left. What he did not see, was a small piece of paper crumpled up in the corpse's hand. The wet nurse saw it when everyone else left the room. She opened the paper and it had the only gift the mother could give her child besides life in this cruel world, a name.

Dominic

In another part of the world, a man was using his crutches to pace back and forth in front of an operating room. He had scars of war all around his body. The only part of his skin that was free from wounds were his two large muscular hands. His left leg was missing. But he seemed that he would never tire from pacing.

Watching the anxious man pace back and for the nurses couldn't help but approach him and laugh.

Nurse, "Sir, your wife has not even started the C-section. You should try to relax when the doctor comes you will be able to stay with her during the procedure.No need to be so anxious. She and the baby are completely stable in the first place. The only reason for the cesarian is the baby's position. The baby's position is facing the mother's head which makes normal births impossible. But this should not be any problem for the surgeon that is coming."

The man looks at the two nurses in embarrassment this was not the first time they approached him worried that he might fall. But what can he do, his beloved wife and his unborn child were not in arms reach. He couldn't help but worry.

The man, "I am sorry can you tell me again when is the doctor coming"

The nurses smiled helplessly "He is making his way upstairs.

A loud voice came from the corridor.

"No, I am here."

The man came running.

The nurses see the doctor and asked in a forced voice,

"Doc did you run up the stairs again?"

Doctor "Yeah of course I can't let my comrade wait for a moment longer, right? Haha"

The doctor laughed at his own words. The said comrade slowly approaches the doctor and punched him in the gut.

The man said

"What you mean you idiot if your hand shacks because you're tired while cutting into my wife's stomach and make a mistake, I will rip out your intestines!!!"

The nurses sigh with no indication to help the doctor,

*sigh*

Then said as of it was a pain to speak

"Sir if you hit him he might shake even more. But yes doc you are not on the battlefield anymore. The patient is perfectly stable. She is just waiting for you."

The man stretches out his hand to the doc who is on the floor still laughing while saying.

"Yes we are not at war, may this peace last forever."

The man sighs and pulls his comrade up. And repeats the doctor's prayer.

" Yes, may the peace last forever."

Both men have been part of the Great War that lasted for more than 2 decades. They never wanted to see days like that again.

The greatest weapons and tools in this world are the abilities humans are born with. And medicine also uses these abilities to perform procedures.

The doctor wears a sterile gown and enters the operating room. And everyone else follows.

On the operating table is a beautiful woman with long brown hair. She calls out for her husband's name, "Chole"

The doctor hears her and smiled bitterly for a second but his expression returns just as fast. No one in the room noticed it.

Chole replies to his wife,

"Yes Margrette, I am here. So is this useless guy."

Chole sits on a stool next to his wife while holding her hand.

Margrette laughs, then finally notices the doctor.

"How are you Dr. Intium?"

The man's face sours and says.

"Margrette we have known each other even before the war please call me Michael."

The nurses reminded the doctor

"Doc it's time"

Michael looks at the anesthesiologist and she nodes her head.

She placed her right arm on top of Margrette's head then a purple light enveloped her entire head.

Looking at this Micheal opens a small cut on Margrette's arm with a small knife. He does this to check her response to the pain and to activate his power.

Dr. Micheal Intium is one of the most renowned physician surgeons in the world. His medical skills were without equal and his precision with the scapula is unmatched.

But this was not what made him so converted by every nation. His power made his medical skills even more fantastical. He could use and freely manipulate blood.

Changing the form of the blood that was leaking out of Margrette's hand he transformed it into a blade without a handle. Then begins to cut horizontally below Margrette's stomach. The cut was so straight and so thin that if blood was not leaking out and collecting into the air. No one would think he cut her at all.

Michael himself said

"The reason why I practice everything with my hands first is because the amount of information I receive from the sensory and motor neurons in my hands is less than 1/100 of what I can feel from the blood I control. This would mean if he held a pen for the first time and wrote the letter 'A' for the first time. Then his penmanship would be more than a 100x more clean and accurate. Once he felt his scalp skills were at the level of a master he began to use his blood abilities.

If this artwork-like surgical skill was not enough, his ability allowed him to change the state of matter for the blood he controlled. He used Marette's own blood to cut her stomach. Meaning no foreign body will ever be needed during his procedures. This would dramatically reduce any risk of injection.

After the cut was made. Micheal moves some of the blood that was collected into the air and uses it to move away all the tissue between him and the baby within her. Then uses some of the blood to bring the baby close to the warmer where the nurses start to arouse the child. Due to the strong vitality of the newborn with a single rub on his back, the baby spits, and the miracle of life is displayed.

While the baby was being cared for by the nurses Michael remained with Margrette to close the wound he made. He first placed all the blood back into the open blood vessel across her stomach. Then used the blood as stitches to close the wound. And then closed the small wound on her arm that he made at the beginning of the procedure. She did not lose a single drop of blood throughout the surgery.

On the side, Chole was left stunned by the amazing skills his friend displayed. He was an artist first then a doctor, is what Micheal would often say but at this moment Chole couldn't find the difference between the two.

What brought Chole out of his thoughts was a powerful cry. Just hearing this left the battle-hardened veteran in uncontrollable tears. He thought, from today onwards he would be a father. He nearly ran to his child.

Looking at his goofy friend Micheal could not help but smile. He looked at the anesthesiologist and said,

"thank you so much for your hard work"

The anesthesiologist smiled and replied in the same manner,

"Thank you so much for your hard work"

She then said in an impressed voice,

"It's not every day I see the greatest physician in the world work. Thank you for allowing me to witness your skills."

Micheal laughs and says,

"I am just a school teacher now, I would rather educate the youth than use the same skills I used on the battlefield."

Then she laughed too and said,

"You deserve your rest too Michael. Take care."

She turned around and walked away while waving. She hid her reluctance to leave well. Michael did not notice at all. But she knew that even if she showed it purposefully he wouldn't have noticed. She knew where his eyes always were.

While looking at Margrette's face, he responded in a slightly tired voice.

"You too Jane, thank you again for coming on short notice."

Margrette awoke when Jane left. She was not feeling sleepy but she still felt fatigued. She saw her husband playing with her child and smiled brightly.

She yelled, "Hey you jerk, give me my baby."

Chole froze.

Micheal who was on the other side started laughing.

Noticing the man who helped her so much today. She smiled gratefully and said,

"Thank you so much Michael I will always remember this favor."

Michael laughed and said,

"No, actually I would not have let another surgeon close to my best friend and her baby. It was my own selfishness. Also, I will always be your family's personal physician don't worry. That knockhead of a husband of yours keeps getting hurt so I will never be able to rest."

Suddenly he noticed the newborn not crying and looking at him. The newborn had intelligence in its large brown eyes. He saw the newborn eyes showed gratitude and affection for him. Not as much affection as his parents but close.

Chole walked closer to his wife. And as if to affirm Michael's suspicions the newborn looked like it hugged his father's head before reaching out to his mother.

Michael uttered,

"Genius."

His voice was not loud but everyone heard it.

Micheal was too focused on his thought to care. He thought that he met people with the ability to have: parallel thought, photographic memory, and even read minds. But this, this was the theorized: advanced thought.

Someone theorized that a person with this ability was possible but would likely not be seen for years. This ability is simple but very powerful. This ability means the person will be born with an advanced thinking process something similar to an adult's thinking ability as a child and then as they age their thoughts will become more and more advanced reaching a level of an unseen genius by their teen years. Even that researcher did not know what would happen after that.

Michael was so happy for this boy, but then a thought occurred to him that if others learn about his abilities he will be treated like a lab rat. Even more, he would be coveted more than even he was. Just imagining the days before joining the academy would give him a headache. So for a child who could single-handedly change the world with his thoughts, major countries may even go to war for him.

The happy couple were by the shocked then incredibly happy then incredibly worried expression on their closest friend.

Michael could see the questions that he was going to be bombarded with and replied with his hand in the air with a deadly serious expression.

Let's go to your home first then I will elaborate.

Chole trusted this man just as much as he trusted his life partner but couldn't help but ask,

"Shouldn't we run some tests on the baby?"

Micheal instantly replied

"I will do them myself. Let's go. Now."

Michael felt danger for the child that he started to love as his own. After all, he saw the child before even his biological parents did.

Grabbing a wheelchair chair he held Margrette and placed her onto it. He looked at Chloe and his missing leg and thought maybe I'll just put this idiot on his back.

Chole reads his friend's mind and starts shaking his head embarrassed.

"No, hell no. I refuse that's too embarrassing."

Micheal smiled and used a powerful weapon that completely defeated Chole.

"This is for your son."

Chole, knowing he was already defeated, gave up on his pride. With a face red as a tomato he submitted to his fate and climbed onto Micheal's back.

Michael cut small wounds on his hand.

Seeing what his friend was going to do Chole asked

"you want to use my blood?"

Michael replied

"No, it's okay I've been reinforcing my blood for a long time just in case of emergencies."

Chole hearing this sighed dejectedly.

"You still do that huh"

Michael used his reinforced blood and lifted himself, Chole, the wheelchaired Margrette, and the baby she held in her arms into the air and left the hospital from the rooftop.

Michael replied to his friend,

"It has been only a year since the last war. And the two remaining powers were never that friendly, to begin with. Before they had a greater enemy to fight so they had to put their differences aside. But now they only have each other to hate. Sigh. Sorry, you're retired and you have a beautiful wife and adorable child to look after. I shouldn't be talking about this."

Chole replied in a tired voice,

"I have you to thank for that. And besides, Uncle Michael needs to be around to teach my son. You know I am useless when it comes to books. haha"

Margrette supplements her husband's statement

"Yes Michael, you have to help us raise our child. You are not allowed to go to the battlefield again."

Micheal looked at the strict and cheerful faces of his two best friends. And negotiated,

"I promise not to go to any battle but in exchange, I want to name him."

Chole and Margrette looked at each other. Then Margrette said,

"We were gonna name him Micheal, after you."

Micheal never made a disgusted face at Margarette before, but at this moment he couldn't hold back his facial muscles as he said,

"That is the absolute worse name to give to such a cute baby. But since you were gonna name him after me, let me change his name to Terra."

Chole liked the new name but wanted to ask,

"Why that name?"

Michael smiled brightly and responded,

"It means Earth because this child will be the savior of Earth."