12 12.New features

Since I now had someone to take care of, I could no longer walk so freely at night. I used to walk on the bottom of the ocean or train in the woods, but now I mostly spend my time taking care of my new furry.... I don't even know what to call it. Pet is not the right word here, she's more of a freeloader than a pet.

The lion spent all his time sleeping. He slept anywhere. In my house, on the street, at my job while I'm out walking, in the woods on the training ground and on the water.....d, my lion. It's Jesus the Lion, because when I went to the bottom he followed me, but stood on the surface of the water and just waited for me.

At that moment I realised that it, would be my sponger until one of us kicked the hooves off.

I've actually always wanted a pet, a lot. I dreamed of a faithful dog or an affectionate kitty, even a bloody guinea pig or a fish, but I never hoped for a lion. And very wrongly, because now that I have one, I've realised that neither are very cool!

But enough about lions, we're talking about me.

Today, I'm going to have a special experiment with my power. I've been putting it off for a long time, because there simply wasn't the time and opportunity to perform it.

But now that I had taught the lion to stay in one place and not follow me, I could bring my one great idea to life!

"I've actually been wanting to try out the action of the force, in the field, for a long time." - I thought, putting on my mask. - "And now that I've carved out a little holiday from Greg, I can try it out."

After stroking the lion for a walk, I left the flat, naturally locking it. I realise no one is going to poke me, since everyone in town knows I'm a lion. But just in case, I'd better lock up. I'm paranoid, after all.

And afterwards, I headed to the one place that would be perfect for a practical exam.

"I heard from Greg that there's a town near here called Jersey." - I stepped onto the highway and started running. - "I think it's just what I need. Just the perfect place to be near Beach City. There won't be any interference from these gems and it won't affect my daily life in any way."

-Well,let's do it!

BANG!

I ran as fast as I could. Because of the speed of my running, small trails of fire appeared where I was just standing. I, learning from past experience, did not put on shoes as they would melt anyway and ran purely barefoot, which did not reflect on me in any way.

"Jersey, I'm coming! ".

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Jersey, a city full of scum. Literally. It was an industrial area of a more popular and cooler city, where the rich entertained themselves. In Jersey, no one was having fun. Of entertainment, there was only a kilometre-long traffic jam where people got stuck every day and there was a lot of rioting because of it.

The people who live in Jersey are the ones who live in Jersey. Who go to work in the morning and sleep for five minutes at night to immediately go to the night shift. And because it's an industrial area, it's naturally not going to be clean.

There's rubbish all over the streets and the air is so polluted that if a normal person walks into the city, he'll just choke on the mix of crap in the air. From car exhaust to the smoke from the factories.

Jersey is home to ordinary, working people, but it's also home to people who look like this city. People who are full of rubbish. Rotten from the inside, spoiling the world by their mere presence in it.

They disturb ordinary people, they pester them, they rob them, they sell them, they steal from them. People who are incapable of living a simple and measured life. And no one would mind if these bastards just disappeared.

After all, they don't cry or look for rubbish under their feet. On the contrary, they are happy when there is less rubbish on city streets.

-FUCK! FUCK! FUCK! FUCK!

There were several men running down the dark alleyway, looking so-so in appearance. All in all, there were three of them. Three men who, not long ago, were walking peacefully through town, drinking from the same bottle.

And now..... they're running.

-FUCK! It killed Tom! It just ripped him apart! BLEEP!

-FEWER WORDS, MORE RUNNING! Don't just talk, run!

-This thing is not human! It's not human!

-Oh, yeah?! We didn't fucking know! Of course it's not human. Tom's got a hole in his head. Of course it's not human!

They ran as fast as they could, even though they weren't very fit, they ran fast. Very fast, but that didn't really save them.

-We need to go faster! Otherwise that thing will get away!

The last of them, the one who was running behind them all, disappeared very suddenly, right in front of their eyes. Running past one of the alleyways, a hand grabbed him by the head and pulled him with it, dragging him to an unknown place called hell.

-FUCK, FUCK, FUCK! GERRY!

-DON'T TURN AROUND! DON'T LOOK BACK! OR HE'LL GET YOU TOO... AAAAAH!

And now, the fastest and the very first of them all, just as he disappeared. This time he ran too fast and too far, that he didn't notice the darkness surrounding him, swallowed him up and not even, choked.

-DAMN! WHAT DO I DO, WHAT DO I DO?!

The last of them, stopped and began to look sharply for some sort of exit. He took out a revolver from behind his groove and held it in both hands, pointing it one way and the other. In his eyes there was a fear of the unknown and what awaited him.

-Come on, come on, you bastard! I'M NOT AFRAID OF YOU!

BANG! BANG! BANG!

He fired a couple of shots into the darkness, but of course he didn't hit anyone. Because the one he was aiming at was already behind him.

-WOW! WHERE ARE YOU...AAHHHH!

SCWASH!

A human silhouette appeared behind the man and without further ado, lifted his leg slightly and kicked the man in the shin. The force of the blow was too strong, for the shin bent so hard that from the meat inside the man, a bone jiggled, which was broken in half and its sharp end sticking out.

-AAAAAAAAAAAAA!

BANG!

The silhouette continued. As the man fell to the ground, he stepped on his other leg. The leg didn't break, no, it turned into a flapjack. All the meat and bones inside, had been squeezed to the point where it flattened and became a pancake. Just like the leg itself.

-Hmm, interesting. - The silhouette squatted down and looked at the result of the blow. - I didn't see that one coming. I thought it was something you could do in the movies, but I didn't think you could do that in real life. Interesting....

-AAH! YOU BASTARD! YOU BROKE MY LEGS! - The man was kicking around on the spot like a worm and shouting in a hoarse voice. - I KILL YOU!

-Oh, shut your mouth. - The silhouette looked at the man and sighed irritably. - Don't you have another set of words? "I'll kill you"; "You'll be sorry! "; "You will burn in hell! ", that's all I've heard from others. God, you should learn something new.

The moonlight illuminated the silhouette and now you could see what he looked like..... more accurately you couldn't. His face was covered by a cheap plastic mask fashioned in the shape of Darth Vader, and there were holes where his eyes were.

He had a black cloak over his body, which was supposed to cover his body, but it was too meek for that. He had a green plaid shirt on his body, jeans, he had nothing on his feet, he was barefoot.

All over his body you could see blood, both fresh and caked. But most of all, it was on his hands and feet. They were literally completely covered in blood, from his hands and feet to his elbows and shins.

-God, you love to scream. - Isaac, flailed his arms slightly. - Ah yes, what am I talking about..... the force of the blow is too strong for the human body and then, not capable of dealing with it. Result, death or disability. Limbs.....

-AAH! BLEEP!!!!

BANG! BANG! BANG!

The man pulled the trigger out of his last breath and fired the last of the bullets, hoping to take the bastard with him. And when he pulled one last trigger and looked at what had become of the bastard, his eyes widened.

Instead of a dead body, he saw.... a black mist. He saw the three bullets he'd fired just hit that fog and stopped in place before hitting the ground.

-What the...

BOOM!

This time, Isaac didn't leave a chance for him. His clunk instantly flew out of the veil and crushed the man's skull. The head literally tore away from the body like a piece of meat and flew off somewhere to the side. Pieces of blood and brain, remained on Isaac's arm.

-The pieces could just as easily be torn off,‖ he continued, with a slight wave of his hand, cleaning his palm. - But most of all, I'm interested in the two new changes that occurred during the experiment.

Isaac looked at the scarlet-black mist that appeared before him before pulling his shirt back slightly and looking at his chest.

Where he had had a little redness and dots before, something....new had emerged. This 'new', was a scarlet gem protruding from his chest, as if it had been part of his body all along. Its surface was smooth and pleasant to the touch, and its colour was mostly black, with red flecks in it.

"I don't understand anything yet, but the whole thing, it's very exciting." - Isaac stretched slightly and got up from his squat. - "The mist appeared when the stone formed, after my first hunt. When one of them decided to stab me, my chest lit up and the mist appeared."

Isaac touched the stone lightly and looked, at the fog slowly disappearing. And at how quickly the blood was disappearing from the man who had just died. The blood slowly evaporated and joined the dense scarlet-red mist that flew into the air and did not disappear.

"I don't yet know how it happens, how the stone appeared and how I can control it, but I do know one thing for sure...." - he raised his hand and watched the fresh blood evaporate and turn into gas. - "That power is definitely connected to blood."

Isaac took off his mask and wiped off his sweat, looking at the large and round moon. An intriguing smile could be read on his face and a demonic flame played in his eyes.

-Fuh, from all the killing and experimentation, I'm getting a little hungry. - Isaac patted his stomach. - I think I'll be back in Beach City by morning and I can have a nice fish pizza, but first...

WHOO! WHOO!

-Boo! - he smelled himself and stuck his tongue out in disgust. - I'm a stinker! Though it wasn't my fault, it was that rubbish's fault.

Isaac looked at the decapitated body before kicking it and it flew away, hitting the wall near the rubbish bins.

-Rrotted, even from the inside. - I could see the look of disgust on his face. - Completely rotten, as far as the blood. It's all right, there's less of that rubbish in the future...

Isaac put the mask back on and his eyes, imperceptibly glinting red.

-In the future, there will be even less of it.....but first, I need to wash up. I hate feeling dirty, it's disgusting.