《Journey to Power》 Intro How do they usually start these things?... My name is Simon Dawn, and this is my origin story. Let me start of by explaining the world I live in. it¡¯s just like yours with only a slight deviation, ok not slight it¡¯s a pretty big deviation. We have abilities that you would never dream of and some not so extraordinary. People started manifesting abilities around 50 years ago give or take a few years depending on information various countries are willing to make public knowledge. Some dumbass or a scientist of unprecedented genius was experimenting with dark matter when he set of an explosion that sent the energy particles all around the world blah blah blah I¡¯m sure you can guess what happened next. No you can¡¯t? Wow¡­ok I¡¯m not a scientist so I¡¯m just going to put this in a way you can understand (the same way I use to make sense of all this). All we thought we knew about the laws of physics smarticle particles and atoms were wrong, ok more like almost right; we just didn¡¯t know how everything works. We still don¡¯t know but this is our best guess, the energy released into the world gained us access to our souls or the ability to subconsciously express our souls. Muscle heads got stronger, geeks got smarter and weirdoes just got weirder. This transformation usually occurs right around puberty so yeah you can expect to see a lot of entitled fourteen to sixteen year olds walking around like they own the place but no need to fear I¡¯ll probably skip the part of my story with the mundane day to day idiocy that is high school .Ok not all of it. Some parts are important. I know what you¡¯re thinking ¡±high school¡¯s the best part¡± .you would think that teens with superpowers would fight every day in epic battles that destroyed the school and be too badass for the authorities to handle but no the government keeps us in check. You can mess around with non-ability users but the moment you take on another ability user the Enforcers will take you down with ease. The enforcers are ability users who have sworn loyalty to the world government and ¡°Enforce¡± their laws. I know the name is derivative but don¡¯t blame me blame the idiot who thought ¡°THE ENFORCERS¡± sounded catchy enough that you remember who they are. So if an enforcer when an enforcer catches you using your power against another ability user without permission you can pretty much expect to jail time. when governments around the world realised that there where people with abilities the first thing they did was try to keep them under control, that didn¡¯t work out the ability users quickly took over the their respective countries, decimated their opponents and formed a world government. Of course the process wasn¡¯t as simple as I said there was bloodshed, chaos and a whole lot of others things but the overall change happened over a relatively short period of time. The world government then set up a cast system with ability users as first class citizens and ¡°normal¡± people as their inferiors. believe me discrimination sucks and I¡¯m not a fan of it but the people in charge of enforcing the law are scary bastards so don¡¯t expect me to fight the world to make things better for little jimmy who lives down the street or maybe I will? Talking about all the stuffy laws and regulations the government made, they also made a system to classify powers. There are a lot of classifications and levels to each power so I¡¯ll give you all a basic summary: classifications of powers fall under these four categories Scientists: The scientists are the known to be keepers of knowledge, they have scientific based powers and are able to achieve possibilities that defy the laws of logic and are able to discover incredible newfound knowledge on how almost everything works by the laws of nature and beyond. These are the guys who tell us why things are the way they are but I don¡¯t think they understand the forces behind the inventions they build because not many scientists can replicate their work for mass production and the ones that can don¡¯t have world changing inventions¡­okay maybe I¡¯m underestimating them a little they did invent flying cars, cure almost all diseases and fix world hunger. Nah they still suck freaking bastards are pretentious as hell. I like to think I¡¯m smart but when the top student in your class makes Einstein look dumb you can¡¯t help but wonder why they don¡¯t go to a separate college or something and I say college because they are smart enough to build devices in whatever field their soul is meant to specialize in right of the bat. I mean a lot of us had to struggle to reach the limits of our abilities with training but all they need is the right materials and bam someone¡¯s shooting lasers out of crudely assembled guns. Damn I¡¯m jealous.This tale has been pilfered from Royal Road. If found on Amazon, kindly file a report. Sorcerers: The sorcerers or wizards are the keepers of the magical arts that have a nearly endless supply of possibilities that are achieved by magical property''s that are beyond an explanation of mere human logic. Anyone who uses magic is bound to be a weirdo but they pack a punch. Most magic type abilities are just as strange and vaguely explained as the scientists. The only difference between the two is that magic users express their powers through spells, potions, incantations and strange hand gestures. I heard that they are in contact with other worldly beings which can grant their chosen wizard secret techniques, I think they made it up so they sound more mysterious. Magic users are very solitary beings which only interact with others because they have to. Like scientists they fill most of the leading roles in society. Spiritualists: The spiritualists are the ones who are spiritually connected to everything connected to the spiritual forces, in reality, the afterlife and beyond. If the description feels a bit lacking it should be. Spiritual abilities are really easy to mistake for a lot of the other categories as their overall effect may resemble that of another category. The only difference is that the medium being used is the world energy instead of your own soul energy, basically your soul messes with the universal laws in unpredictable ways. Spiritual ability users tend to be low key, relaxed and Zen. The fill various roles philosophical roles in society and prefer jobs like teaching, being an advisor or a psychologist]. They basically make sure everyone¡¯s heads are screwed on tight. Travellers: The travellers are the ones who travel throughout the world or universe and gather information, experience, and adventures and find new ways to see and know how almost everything works and know how to understand the differences of people. These guys are our scouts. They take us to unexplored universes and habitable worlds and there are even rumours of parallel earths. Without them and the scientist cooperation our society would¡¯ve run out of resources ages ago. Warrior: The Warriors are known to be fighters that fight in battles and are highly skilled in all combat skills and are the fearsome beings and have the potential to be the greatest weapons in the existence whether it is magical, scientific or otherwise. I always hated these guys in P.E. class. They are attractive, powerful charismatic and embody the power people crave to see. I scientists wizards and all the other categories can be flashy but something about watching a fist on face slug fest gets your blood boiling. Warriors have taken the role of celebrities in our society. There are coliseums around the world built for the purpose of displaying the vicious power of the brutes. They are our sports stars, movie stars and every kid¡¯s dream power. Warriors range from selfish, self-centred and calculating to friendly selfless and stupid. Bear in mind these are all just stereotypes not all categories act as stated above every individual has their own personality, I¡¯m just giving you my view from experience after dealing with the various individuals I¡¯ve come across. Each category has a class assigned to it to measure its power level. Classes range from 1 being the weakest to 10 being the strongest. For example a class 1 warrior or warrior 1 can be capable of lifting a small car and a warrior 10 can destroy an island with a sneeze. Ok maybe I¡¯m exaggerating a little bit but if you meet anyone class 8 and above you get out their way. Class 8 fights have been known to erase cities of the map. Now that I¡¯ve given you a basic introduction into the crazy world I call home it¡¯s time for the fun to start! The first step Beep beep beep beep [click] I really hate myself for putting on so many alarms. I woke up and started getting ready for another boring day at school. As I get out of bed I start to wonder what my day is going to be like. It¡¯s always a coin toss; you can never really predict what is going to happen when in high school. you can go one day say the right punch lines; do something awesome by mistake and everyone loves you and it''s the best time of your life but usually it''s usually the opposite and you say something stupid in class trip up when talking to a hot girl or bump into a super powered douchebag who''s looking for a fight. After taking a shower I looked at myself in the mirror as I always do every morning. No I¡¯m not vain. I¡¯m just hoping to see some change any change. It had already been 3 months since I turned 16 and I still nothing. As I searched my body I went over a mental checklist .height ,still the same, about 180cm.body structure, no change, muscles formed from years of martial arts and combat training .skin tone and texture are the same just a light tan from staying in the sun while training. At this point lizard scales would be good news.my eyes and hair are both still brown. After my disappointing survey I put on my school uniform. It¡¯s a simple all black track suit with the schools lion head logo on the back in white. Almost all schools use tracksuits as uniforms these days, they are cheaper and allow for more mobility as there have been an increase in classes that aim to teach us how to survive in this new era. Of course we still have maths and chemistry but we also have outdoor survival class, you know just in case you¡¯re transported into another world without warning (travellers like doing stuff like that to prove that they are a threat).I head downstairs and find my mother and brother waiting by the breakfast table. ¡°Good morning Simon¡± mom says with a heart-warming smile. She is a petit woman barely 160cm tall. She had gained weight after having three kids. Her brown eyes the same as mine seemed to see the worries in my heart. Sometimes I wondered if she was an empath. I couldn¡¯t believe that she had no powers not that it mattered my grandfather was rich enough that she was safe until she married the powered man that was my father. ¡°Good morning¡± I say back putting on a smile to hide my worries about not having abilities. My younger brother just gives me a simple nod and I smile back at him. He doesn¡¯t like to talk much but when he does it always feels like he¡¯s older than me. We all wait in silence and after a few minutes we hear his footsteps from outside. We all know who it is before he arrives, the man who we were waiting for my father. Our postures stiffen as he enters the room. His presence demands obedience. He slowly makes his way to the table. His movement is eerily smooth for a man standing 200cm tall with bulky robust muscle that reminds me of hulk and just like the comic book character he has the anger issues to boot. He is wearing a full suit of armour minus the helmet( not unusual in this day and age ,enemies are always looking for the one moment you let your guard down so most people tend to stay battle ready or they just kill theirs enemies).his skin is dark red nearly maroon. His eyes and hair are metallic silver, not from old age but from his mutation. Right now you¡¯re probably wondering how this sinister looking last boss character managed to marry my mom. Well in our ¡°liberated and high minded society¡± small things like looks where rarely considered when you had raw power. It was not uncommon for a power to change the appearance of its user as it reflects the true image of the users¡¯ soul. Think of it as showing who you really are under your skin. With an ugly transformation you might not become a celebrity but kick enough ass and people worship you. He looked over at me as he sat down at the head of the table and asked ¡°still no change?¡± ¡°No, sorry father¡± I stared into his armours chest plate unable to make eye contact. ¡°disappointing¡± he spits on the floor visibly irritated¡±you¡¯re 16 now, your sister had he gift by the time she was fourteen¡± There it was again, he always compares me to my sister when he¡¯s mad. To put it simply she is a prodigy. Got her warrior set powers like my father when she was fourteen and I was eleven. We had been sparing when she changed, just like dad her skin turned red and her eyes and hair silver. First thing she did was use her enhanced strength to put him through the wall. He came out unscathed with a smile showing pride I had never seen before. After that he changed her last name to Argent and sent her off to an advanced warrior college on another planet. Did I mention Dawn is my mother¡¯s last name; we can¡¯t use our fathers name until we earn it, and his words not mine. ¡°Son when you want something you take it¡± he looks me dead in the eye and says ¡°especially when it comes to power¡± after that he stays quiet and gestures for us to eat. I can never get a read on my father. He showed us no love and gave us hellish training from the time we could walk but we could never tell his views on us as his family. It felt like we were just assets to him. Before you break out in tears and think I¡¯m the only one who has it rough you should know his line of thinking is pretty much what most men in power have been thinking since the incident 50 years ago. The best way to ensure you have a secure position in this crazy world was to form a clan with your most powerful direct descendant being the head. My father took over the Dawn clan when he married my mother the current heir of the clan after my grandfather had failed to produce powered offspring. Another reason why children were treated as assets was because we could become future soldiers with destructive capabilities. But more often or not only 4 in 10 children gain power, less if both of the parents are normal. Until I awakened my power I would be off his radar. I don¡¯t know why I wanted to be on it in the first place but hey some attention is better than none right?If you come across this story on Amazon, it''s taken without permission from the author. Report it. After breakfast I make my way to the hover car. The driver opens the door for me after a formal greeting. He must be another new recruit to the Dawn, actually our clan is called Argent knight now but I like to think of it as the Dawn. When I was younger my mother used to tell me and my siblings about how noble and honourable the dawn was before it became known for underground activities like drug trade and assassinations on an interplanetary scale. It¡¯s actually the reason why my dad sent my sister off planet, to open up new trade routes and setup a possible base on a new planet. As the car started I thought about the Dawn, I wondered how honourable could any clan be when the days menu was kill or be killed. Could they have been different from what my mother had said, maybe she just wanted to protect us from the harsh reality of the new world. We flew for 10 minutes before the massive school grounds where in site.my stomach churned in anticipation of the upcoming day. I walked down the down the steps from the landing port into the schools corridor. I took a moment to take in my surroundings; the walls were alight with multiple holographic notices. Students made their way around the school, some with confident upright postures others looking down too afraid of attracting unwanted attention. I knew the people walking with confidence are the first class citizens like me born into an ability users'' legacy. Being a first class citizen didn¡¯t mean you were guaranteed to have power or be important but it meant if someone killed you they would have to answer for it in blood or money depending on how important you were. Second class citizens could promote to first class anytime they activated ability and their offspring would all be first class citizens although a second class awakening happens rarely these days. There were many ability users in my school. Their families might not be prominent enough to send them to better schools or maybe their classes were too low to be sent to the high end schools off planet or maybe they were like me a seed ready to sprout but failing to do so. Although I say some had low classes in their categories it was more than enough to kill a normal human so it¡¯s best to avoid them. Very few had physical augmentations so it¡¯s hard to pinpoint what exact power someone has unless they were stupid enough to brag about their abilities to which most were. As I walk down the hallway to my homeroom most of the students clear the way. Some if not all of the student that move aside have fear in their eyes. A side effect of being the son of a murderous clan head. I try not to pay attention to the hateful glares of opposing clan children or the guys strong enough to think they have nothing to worry about (idiots). Although when I think about it what would happen if I was killed would a whole clan be wiped out as reparations or would my father ask for a wad of cash and walk away? As I was thinking someone grabbed my shoulder from behind. I had to resist my urge and instincts to flip them just in case it was someone I would rather not mess with. ¡°Hey you walked right past me!¡± a female voice as sweet as honey said from behind me. I quickly turned around and said¡±I did that on purpose, which guy doesn¡¯t like having a beautiful maiden chasing them¡± I looked over this beautiful girl who hadn¡¯t quite gotten used to the changes her body went through. her name was Laureline, she didn¡¯t have a last name yet because she had just been promoted to a first class citizen when she awakened her ability a few weeks ago.as the only class two citizen to awaken an ability on earth in the last two years she had become a minor celebrity . We had been friends before the change, actually more like boss and gofer, but for some reason all I feel is jealousy in my heart when I see her. I scanned her body a second time and noticed she had gotten slightly taller; her shoulder length blond hair suited her crystal blue eyes. Then it hit me she had a few more curves than I remember and I had just seen her yesterday! ¡°You¡¯re using your power agai-¡°she covered my mouth with her finger. ¡°What¡¯s the use of being a shape shifter if I don¡¯t adjust my more lacking areas, duh!¡± she said as it as if it was the most obvious thing in the world. ¡°Ok I get your point¡± I said begrudgingly. She had awakened the ability to shape shift her physical body which falls under the warrior category, she never told me what class her ability is but from what I¡¯ve observed over the last few weeks is that it must be above class 5. This is because I¡¯ve seen her copy the exact looks of another human (me) which is a class 4 skillset and copy my physical strength, stamina and agility which makes her class 5. She never showed me what she could copy and to what limit, I knew she kept quiet about it on purpose as she didn¡¯t have a clan and would rather not end up being recruited by the Argent Knight. Her goal was probably to be picked up by the Enforcers and use her power for ¡°good¡±. As we walked down the hall I saw the ¡°king¡± of the school Jason Grant, son of a high level grunt in the Raiders clan. I say king of the school because he was the most powerful student in this no name academy. He was short but muscular and had pure white hair and skin pale enough to match. I used to joke to myself about how his soul expressed itself as pure when it was nothing but darkness. He was a sorcerer class 6 and specialized in light magic. He had an intimidating aura about him and was the only reason I wasn¡¯t treated like royalty by every ability user in this school.it goes to show how weak the weak where in this world. When he wasn¡¯t around they loved me, when he was around I was an idiot in their eyes. He sneered when he noticed me looking at him talking to Naomi, whose body structure Lauraline had copied. They were the schools power couple beauty and the beast. It looked like the where waiting for someone. Naomi¡¯s eyes were red from crying. He said something and she nodded and then he started in my direction I whispered to Lauraline ¡°so that¡¯s where you got your inspiration from¡± She blushed and replied¡± minor tweaks ok, I¡¯m still me¡± As he made his way to me with sinister look in his eyes I knew he didn¡¯t come to play. I readied myself for whatever he had to say or do. That¡¯s when he said ¡±You can blame your daddy for this!¡± I didn¡¯t even have time to finish my reply when a blinding ray of light consumed me. ¡°Oh shi-¡° second step All I could see was white. I was basically blind. All my other senses were working though. I could taste the blood in my mouth, I could smell burning flesh, I could feel excruciating pain coming from the right side of my body and I would have heard the crowd of students screaming if my own screams didn¡¯t drown theirs out. Laurelines¡¯ point of view When I woke up this morning I did not expect to see Simon screaming his head off while clutching at his non-existent right arm, that¡¯ right Jason blew the entitled idiots arm off. I found myself in a precarious situation fight Jason and expose the full extent off my powers or leave Simon to die. Dammit I want to become an enforcer for just this reason the powerful hurting the powerless. It looks like it¡¯s my time to shine. I wearily made my way towards Jason putting the now screaming Simon directly behind me. I hope I don¡¯t regret this¡­
1 year ago Laureline is standing in front of a shop window silently critiquing herself. After school she would visit the central business district of the city and window shop. ¡°I wish I had money¡± she thought. Being an orphan had left her with little or no money to use for anything other than her food budget. That¡¯s when she heard a crash coming from a nearby alleyway, everyone knows that when you hear something suspicious run away and call the Enforcers. But something drove this na?ve 15 year old towards the alley instead of away. Maybe it was curiosity, maybe idiocy or maybe destiny. In the alleyway stood what could only be described as a giant menacing red devil and a man pleading for his life knelt in front of him. Only when the devil shifted did she notice a brown haired tanned youth. She remembered him from school, Simon Dawn; she then accurately deduced the devil standing beside him was his father Simon Argent who was rumoured to be a class 8 warrior. She almost laughed at the fact that the blood red monster was named after silver until she noticed the silver crown of hair on his head. Argent seemed to be holding a weapon in his hands. She thought it was a knife until he handed it to Simon and she realised that it was a short sword. The man¡¯s hulking size had made the sword look little and frail. The sword began to shake as it entered Simon¡¯s hand. Then argent started speaking ¡°son, maybe you need something extra to awake your ability¡± he stroked the silver goatee on his chin ¡°I heard that the rush from a man¡¯s first kill will do the job, what do you think?¡± The boy remained silent unable to answer, the man on the floor witnessing the young man¡¯s hesitation began to think faster than he had ever before and quickly said ¡°boy please spare me¡± after taking his wallet from his pocket he pulled out a photo from his wallet ¡°this is my wife, she is pregnant with my child please spare me¡± it was actually a picture of his ex-girlfriend who was not pregnant but the boy didn¡¯t know that. Argent saw through the man¡¯s trick but did not tell his son. He wanted to see how far the boy was willing to go to please him. Argent thought to himself ¡°children are so impressionable, all it takes is withheld affection or the threat of pain and they bend to your will¡± he noticed the boys hands stopped shaking and smiled to himself and said out loud ¡°maybe you will never be like your sister¡± The boy lunged forward and planted the blade between the ribs of the man and directly into his heart with such efficiency it took the mortally wounded victim a few seconds to realise his fate. While bleeding out the man spat out a slurry of vicious insults and ended with ¡°boy you will pay for what you did, maybe not your father but you the pathetic weak human trash will¡± Argent then asked ¡°any change?¡± his son responded by vomiting on the floor ¡°I¡¯ll take that as a no¡± and he crouched down and looked the boy in the eyes ¡°he¡¯s right you know, I don¡¯t protect the weak, I will only avenge dishonour that is cast upon my name¡± he stood up and walked away ¡°wipe that weapon down before you leave I¡¯ve already paid off the enforcers in this area so don¡¯t worry about witnesses coming forward. He walked pass the 15 year old girl who had been frozen in terror. His eyebrows rose as he noticed her hair shift from blond to silver while her skin took on a pink hue. He could see the young shape shifter was inexperienced because of the textbook uneven ripples her skin was making. He thought to himself ¡°she must have just had her awakening¡± then mumbled out loud ¡°just makes the boy look more pathetic¡± She stayed behind and watched the boy cry for an hour. It was then that Laureline had decided that if she was going to be a hero the first victim she would save would be Simon. Little did she know that a year from that point Simon would be the first person she stood up to protect? The next day she started practising using her powers in private and decided she would record her awakening in a years¡¯ time when she was eligible for the enforcers any sooner and she runs the risk of being coerced into an underground organisation. The laws stated only legal adults could be drafted into the Enforcers and that happens to be 16 when most ability users awaken. After leaving the orphanage and boarding the bus to school she thought of how to approach the boy. At school she saw him sitting on a desk with a group of spineless low level sheep fawning over him in the hopes that someday they would be chosen to join his clan. She laughed at how they didn¡¯t know what little power the boy in front of them had, he was just another victim needing to be saved and she would save him. No one saved her family when a war between clans took their lives as collateral damage; she was done watching the weak getting caught up in the plans of the strong. She saw him stand up to go to the bathroom and followed him. He turned the corner and she followed him, right as she turned she was grabbed and pressed against a locker. ¡°Why have you been watching me, tell me who sent you?¡± Simon asked ¡°I just saw the sadness in your eyes and wanted to know what¡¯s wrong¡± she tried to reply in a fearful voice so he knows she¡¯s not dangerous. ¡°What¡­I¡¯m not sad, I¡¯m Simon ARGENT, I¡¯m powerful¡± he said with false prideIf you discover this tale on Amazon, be aware that it has been unlawfully taken from Royal Road. Please report it. ¡°You look more like a Dawn to me ¡°she replied He looked at her with disbelieving eyes ¡°whatever as you can see I¡¯m fine¡± ¡°Ok do you want to be friends¡± she asked ¡°Judging by your worn-out old tracksuit you must be a second class citizen, why do you act so brazen ¡°he asked genuinely interested. ¡°Ok mister first class citizen do you want an underling¡± she asked sarcastically ¡°I think so, I just realised I don¡¯t even know your name ¡°he asked ¡°Laureline¡± she smiled and he smiled back Simon didn¡¯t realise it at the time but she was the only real friend he was going to make for a while.
Back to the present Laurelines'' point of view Don¡¯t panic just show this douchebag you¡¯re not afraid? ¡°Do you really think the enforcers are going to let you get away with this, they¡¯ll be here in 5 minutes or sooner ¡°I said trying to sound convincing and fail at it. Jason still had a mad look in his eye when he started speaking ¡°get out of my way! 5 minutes is more than enough time to kill this piece of shit¡± Laureline started thinking to herself. Jason fired that shot at a moment¡¯s notice which means this was all premeditated, if Simon hadn¡¯t dived left the moment Jason lifted his hands there would have been a hole where his chest had meant to be. All sorcerers have a glaring weakness without artefacts they need to recite spells to conjure magic, think of it as entering a password to access the soul¡¯s energy, meaning they have a high attack or defence with the trade-off being a slow activation time. Jason had that spell ready to go because the school scans for artefacts, weapons and electronic gadgets as you enter its domain I ask tell Jason ¡°Don¡¯t blame him for what his father has done he¡¯s innocent¡± It was Naomi¡¯s turn to reply ¡°innocent! INNOCENT! I got a phone call from his father describing how SIMON killed my brother a year ago! He even said he had proof¡± she started sobbing Shit! Argent had really planned ahead to think the man Simon killed was the brother a girl who is lovers with one of Simon¡¯s enemies and to calculate the probability that Jason would react in this way. That sort of thinking and planning ahead would take the intelligence of a scientist, or a spiritualist with precognitive abilities. Does Argent have an extra ability she doesn¡¯t know of, it wouldn¡¯t be unheard of finding an ability user with multiple abilities but that is just¡­then she remembered Argent was the head of the Argent Knights, so obviously he had access to prerogatives and scientists. The stress of this situation is messing with her thought process. She realised while she had been thinking Jason had finished casting another spell. Shit! How could I get lost in thought? Is this what a real fight feels like? No thinking then just fight!
Jason¡¯s point of view FUCK! I¡¯m so fucking close to killing that pompous bastard. He dares to kill my girls¡¯ brother then send his daddy to brag about it over the phone. I¡¯ll kill him and then I¡¯ll beg and plead like hell to be recruited into the Enforcers after all he is the son of a criminal. I heard from someone it was possible, who was it that told me again? Doesn¡¯t matter, all that matters is that I kill Simon or die trying!
What Jason didn¡¯t know was that the man who had told him that obviously false information was a spiritualist with the ability of telepathy class 7 which allowed him to manipulate the week willed Jason into such a suicidal plan. The telepath was called Vague and was Argents left hand man in charge of information gathering and subterfuge. After planting the idea in Jason mind right after Naomi told him the news of the truth behind her brothers¡¯ death he moved to a quiet corner and waited for Simon to arrive and watch the show begin.
Laureline Whatever it now or never, as Jason fired of a construct made of light in the shape of a giant arrow she transformed into the scariest thing she had ever witnessed in her life ARGENT. She heard shrieks from the students too dumb to take their eyes off the fight just as the light came into contact with her blood red skin and the world seemed to explode into a flash of blinding light and then darkness. It took her only a second for light to return, she then realised it was because her eyes had a nictitating membrane that managed to relatively protect her eyes. What she saw when her eyesight returned was looks of disbelief from all those around her. This was because only shape shifters of class 7 and above could copy not only the appearance of another ability user but the constitution of their bodies and physical abilities as well. This was her secret or trump card; she was a categorised as a warrior shape shifter class 7. Able to copy physical appearance and exact constitution of another ability users body, class 6s¡¯ could only copy normal humans looks and physique whereas class 7s¡¯ could copy a physically augmented ability users basic constitution after seeing them face to face at least once. She knew she had to end this quickly. The increase in size mass and density was taxing on her soul energy and could not keep up this appearance for longer than a minute even after a year of practice. From all her training she knew the sheer force this body¡¯s natural strength could exert was crazy even without Argents soul energy using it to its full potential. What I mean by this is that Laurelines'' transformation is an imitation of Argent and could barely use 5% of his true power. She punched directly into the floor sending a minor shockwave in all directions everyone around her fell down but except Jason who was now covered in armour of glowing white light. ¡°Great¡± she thought ¡°managed to hurt everyone but the guy I¡¯m fighting, rookie move I¡¯m too inexperienced¡± Jason smiled menacingly seeing as Laureline was shocked to see him upright. ¡°She must be a newbie, just need to hold out 10 more seconds then I can use my trump card¡± Laureline charged forward the ground shaking with each step; she was deceptively fast for her size and caught Jason off guard. She managed to slam her shoulder into him sending him flying 10 metres back. As Jason hit the ground he fell in such a way as to protect his vitals. He had jumped back when Laureline slammed her shoulder into him. Laureline approached Jason who was lying on the ground and faltered as she saw him stand up unharmed while laughing. He said ¡°this is why we first class citizens train from the moment we can walk, to beat untrained savages who are given the blessings of the gods by mistake¡± At this point Vague who had been enthralled by the ever increasing turn of events amplified if control on Jason making him utter out all the hate and contempt a normal human would keep locked away in public. After all it¡¯s easiest for a telepath to remove your inhibitions than make you do something you don¡¯t want. Laureline felt helpless. ¡°Even with this power I¡¯m weak, mom, and dad help me¡± she would have cried if she could but luckily it seemed Argents body was incapable of the act. As Jason began to summon what would seem to be a giant sword of light .she pondered why if crocodiles could cry Argents Crocodile eyes couldn¡¯t. It was then her transformation gave in and she fell to her knees. She was Laureline again. At that moment when all hope was lost she felt a gentle hand on her shoulder and when she looked up it was Simon smiling down on her. He looked different his brown eyes and hair had all turned silver. But other than that he still looked the same. He still looked the same? Wait his arm was back! It looked pale and new compared to the rest of his tanned skin. Simon looked Laureline in the eyes and said ¡°stop crying and man up. We have a crazy douchebag to kill¡± he ended his sentence with a smirk. ¡°He¡¯s different¡± she thought. ¡°Don¡¯t let whatever power you think you got get to your head!¡± she fake scolded him as he helped her up ¡°plus if I¡¯m not mistaken it was you screaming your head off while crying like a baby just a minute ago¡± He scratched the back of his head and said ¡°Yah, he did take me down faster than Donald trump can tweet fake news¡± She said ¡°what was that?¡± Simon replied ¡°I thought I could try making a joke¡± She chuckled ¡°don¡¯t you suck at it¡± They made their way toward Jason as he finished summoning his sword. They would remember this day as taking the first few steps on their journey to true power. third step Simon Dawn Pain. Pain. Pain. Ecstasy? I¡¯m in so much pain but why, do I feel good. Something, something is changing. Am I dying? Maybe it¡¯s the adrenaline kicking in? No this is something more. I can feel energy flowing out of me. At first the energy travelled within my blood, I could feel it stretch my blood vessels, it seeped into every muscle, digging deeper until it energized my bones and then I felt my arm grow back. It was like going from a full tank of gas to zero after starting your engine. I felt almost all of my entire energy supply be consumed as the new arm was being rebuilt. So this is what having power feels like? With tears streaming down my face I smiled. When the energy reached my eyes suddenly the world lit up again. It was no more pitch black. The first thing I saw shocked me to the core. I whispered ¡°father?¡± he came to save me? He cared? There was a feeling of pride safety I had never felt before filling me. As I got up to join my father he began to kneel and then transformed into Laureline. ¡°That makes more sense¡± I grumbled to myself as reality set in. I looked up and noticed Jason had begun a chant for a powerful summoning spell, energy in the air seemed to be congregating in front of him causing the air to distort and forming a rift of light. It felt as though time had slowed down but I knew I was just processing everything faster. Hmm something feels different, I noticed that in addition to all my five senses there was something new. a sixth sense is the only way I could describe it and it allowed me to see a transparent aura which seemed to cover each of the individuals around me. It was as if everyone had their own unique aura tailor made for themself. That¡¯s when I saw that Jason¡¯s aura wasn¡¯t as tranquil and form fitted as everyone else¡¯s aura. It twisted and turned as if under duress. Something¡¯s wrong, I know it but I don¡¯t understand what the problem is. Actually now that I think about it this all seems wrong. Jason tried to kill me without an explanation. All he said was ¡°you can blame your daddy for this¡±. Father no Argent; he must have set this all up. I¡¯m angry at him but his plan did work. I have power now. Who cares if I almost died to achieve it? Important things first, I need to stop Jason and help Laureline. The first friend he¡¯s ever had.as I walk towards her I notice my body feels lighter and stronger than before. I place man hand on my shoulder and look down into Laureline''s eyes. I¡¯m happy she was willing to save me and now I will use my power to protect her. I didn¡¯t know what to say in such an awkward situation. I mean she was crying! This was the first time she had cried in front of me ever. She has always been strong willed, defiant and comical never this...vulnerable.so I decided to try something new, that¡¯s right technically I¡¯m a new person more than human so why not reinvent myself or at least try to. I remember my grandfather would always try to cheer me up whenever he saw I was in a depressing mood after I returned from a training session with father. Yes let¡¯s cheer her up. I looked Laureline in the eyes and said ¡°stop crying and man up. We have a crazy douchebag to kill¡± I almost cringed at such a textbook line from heroes digest but decided to smirk instead. She smiled and said ¡°Don¡¯t let whatever power you think you got get to your head!¡± good the light banter seemed to have lifted her mood. She continued ¡°plus if I¡¯m not mistaken it was you screaming your head off while crying like a baby just a minute ago¡± I scratched the back of my head. Wow isn¡¯t it a bit too soon to be mentioning my traumatic experience as part of a joke. Hmm I¡¯m sure this is when I reply with a joke, something light hearted ,what¡¯s all over the news these days¡­oh yeah America has a new powered leader, I think he is scientist master manipulator in the cyber arts class nine. ¡°Yah, he did take me down faster than Donald trump can tweet fake news¡± She said ¡°what was that?¡± I replied ¡°I thought I could try making a joke¡± She chuckled ¡°don¡¯t you suck at it¡± As we made our way to Jason who had just finished summoning his sword I couldn¡¯t help but regret trying to be funny. Vague''s point of view ¡°Argent is going to be pleased his experiment worked. I didn¡¯t think the boy had it in him.¡± Vague mused to himself while waiting for the second round of the fight to begin Simon and Laureline made their way towards Jason who was holding on to a bastard sword made of light. They seemed a bit hesitant as every step they took reeked of caution. ¡°The girl surprised me wen after transforming into the boss but she had no skill whatsoever. probably a class six or seven after all the limitations I witnessed ¡±he continued thinking ¡°but the boy, who would have thought he would turn out to be a spiritualist just like his grandfather, I wonder if they have the same abilities?¡±This story has been unlawfully obtained without the author''s consent. Report any appearances on Amazon. At this moment Simon charged towards Jason with the pace of an Olympic sprinter. Laureline was followed his lead and ran as well, although she seemed to be slower and the sweat visible on her forehead showing that she was fatigued. Jason began swinging his sword wildly in random arcs towards his opponent¡¯s direction distorting the air around him with heat and energy. Whenever he would swing a complete an arc of a certain length the sword would form an arc of light that shot forward at terrifying speeds. Although when moving each arc was silent when released from the sword a formidable crack similar to when lightning strikes could be heard. Laureline dived to the ground and scrambled behind a nearby pillar, many students who were captivated by the fight where forced to retreat or risk being collateral damage. Whenever the arcs of light would come into contact with a solid object a visible charred scar would form. ¡°It seems my puppet had a lot more potential than I thought, that sword is dangerous but seems to be rapidly draining his energy with each swing.¡± Vague analysed Jason¡¯s attacks. Simon was dodging every arc with meticulous efficiency and minimal wasted movement. A true demonstration of years of martial arts discipline and balance between mind and body. ¡°Left, right, lef- no he actually feigned right ¡° Vague whistled at the acrobatics being displayed in front of him. ¡°He definitely has his grandfather¡¯s ability of psychic energy physiology but to what extent?¡± ¡°I knew I wasn¡¯t wrong when I noticed he scanned the auras in the surrounding area. Let me see to what extent he can use his abilities¡± Simon continued dodging while approaching Jason, using walls and pillars as leverage to perform flips. Jason began to panic and charged towards Simon who then took advantage of his opponent¡¯s mistake by closing the distance between the two them. It was then that Jason visibly smiled and Simon knew he had fallen into a trap. A cube of light formed around the both of them and begun radiating unbearable heat. Simon kneeled in pain and shouted. Jason¡¯s armour seemed to be protecting him from all harm. Vague considered jumping in to stop the fight but decided against it ¡°if he wants to be Argent then this much shouldn¡¯t be able to kill him¡± Suddenly Naomi screamed for Jason to stop. Jason looked up and grimaced when he saw the look of horror on his lovers face. He immediately stopped what he was doing. ¡°What¡¯s wrong baby this is what you wanted right¡± Jason asked desperately seeking approval That¡¯s when a second Naomi shouted from behind him ¡°that¡¯s not me you idiot¡± Jason remembered that he had made sure to keep Naomi behind him throughout the fight, and this new Naomi was bleeding on the same spot his light arrow hit the Laureline when she was argent Simon lunged at Jason with a left punch which was easily parried by Jason. Simon then threw a badly placed punch with no leverage with his right hand; Jason let the punch hit leaving his armour to take the damage while he swung his sword at Simon¡¯s neck. What happened shocked everybody watching the fight excluding vague. Simons poorly placed punch sent Jason flying through the air completely shattering his armour and ribcage. Jason bounced five times on the floor like a ragdoll before his momentum stopped. Simon could only stare at his right fist with a confused expression which turned into childlike glee. Vague began to leave the scene ¡°shit the enforcers are going to make a killing of us today, with a dead student who isn¡¯t one of ours the total sum of bribes will reach into the tens of millions¡± he spit on the floor in mock disgust but actually felt joy that another of argent children has risen. Simon Dawn Ok calm down breath, you¡¯ve been waiting for this all your life. Raw insurmountable power, ok not insurmountable but power none the less. I¡¯ve taken my first step what now? As I was lost in thought Laureline approached with rage in her eyes ¡°what did you do!¡± she pulled back her fist and hit me in the face as hard as she could, hard enough I fell flat on my back. ¡°We won the fight! What¡¯s wrong with you?¡± I shouted back rubbing my jaw. I was so confused why isn¡¯t she happy. ¡°YOU KILLED HIM!¡± she shouted tears forming in her eyes. Why is she crying over something so petty, he tried to kill me and I responded in self-defence. It should only be a bad thing if the opponent is an innocent right? Just like that time in the alley. Simons brow furrowed as he remembered the sin he had to bear for the rest of his life, killing an unarmed innocent. ¡°Calm down we don¡¯t know if he¡¯s dead yet, my clan has many scientists and sorcerers who can heal, I¡¯ll just call request traveller to bring them here. Now that I have awakened all of them are just a call away¡± AS Simon shared his plan to heal Jason he noticed Laureline had begun to visibly relax. ¡®Of course she would it¡¯s a good plan ¡®Simon thought. At that moment as if to throw fuel on the flame Simon had almost finished putting out Naomi wailed beside Jason¡¯s body ¡°he¡¯s dead! Why, why, why!¡± Before Simon could make his was to the office to call his clan for help the Enforcers showed up. They wore all white armour with transparent head gear. They appeared out of nowhere literally. Simon thought to himself ¡®they must have had a traveller and therefore could have arrived at any given time. So my father really did pay them off¡¯ all of Simons doubts had been confirmed. Instead of checking to see if they could help Jason the Enforcers had instead begun to take witness testimonies from the few students foolish enough to stay until the end of the fight. Laureline lost her cool and started screaming for them to save Jason. The leader of the travellers gave a straight forward reply ¡°little girl, we don¡¯t have any healers with us and our traveller needs to wait an hour thirty minutes between jumps¡± after giving such an obvious lie he turned around and continued with witness testimonies. The rest of the Enforcers stopped anyone from leaving the area. Simon could not help but feel distraught with how Laureline had treated him. He turned to her and said ¡°we are the ones in the right here. Cheer up¡± he said thinking Laureline was worried about punishment from the enforcers. Laureline realised that the enforcers where as corrupt as the clans and there were no real heroes. But that didn¡¯t mean she couldn¡¯t be one. She just had to save people one soul at a time starting with the one that she hadn¡¯t realised was so warped. Simons. fourth step Simon Dawn Power is intoxicating. I¡¯ve been on a high since the moment I could feel my soul energy. Everything around me felt different. The aura which encapsulated everyone seemed to fade away from my vision which was strange at first as I had gotten used to it but I knew it was probably because my energy was running low. I watched as the Enforcers finished up with taking statements from witnesses. It didn¡¯t even look as though they tried to find out any real information. They seemed to just want to leave the school as badly as me. They picked up Jason¡¯s lifeless body and disappeared. The whole process took a little over ten minutes. With how fast they left I was sure their leader lied to Laureline about how long the traveller needed to rest. I wonder how she¡¯s feeling now. I looked towards her direction and noticed Laureline had a contemplative look as though deep in thought. She didn¡¯t even notice as I approached her. I really wanted to know what was on her mind at the moment but I could ask she suddenly spoke. ¡°What ability do you think you have?¡± she asked, serious face long gone and replaced with her usual smile. ¡°Honestly I¡¯m not sure. I don¡¯t think I¡¯ll be able to know without an oracle of some sort¡± I replied. Oracles where ability users whose main ability consisted of analysing another ability user, this isn¡¯t to say they did not have other abilities most had precognitive abilities and clairvoyance to boot hence the name ¡°oracle¡±. Strangely enough oracles could only be found under the sorcerer and spiritualist categories. Oracles may not always be powerful but they are in high demand from any organization looking to make a name for themselves. Most people use their abilities instinctually but actually being told what your ability is, what category it belongs to, what class your ability is currently in and if there was any room for further growth. all this and add the fact that only the leaders and the individuals who want to know their ability want to keep such secrets to themselves most oracles work only for one organization their entire lives and live lucratively. Most ability users offspring tend to have the same category of abilities as their parents as most souls resemble the souls of their parents with minor differences here and there and of course just thanks to evolution the chance of a having a completely new ability in the family is low but not unheard of. ¡°But I must be a warrior, look-¡± I said pointing to my arm ¡°I grew back my arm and it¡¯s obviously now the strongest part of my body¡± I declared proudly. ¡°You might be right about that but still check with your clan¡¯s oracle just in case¡± Laureline replied with uncertainty. I don¡¯t know why I hesitated but I managed to ask her ¡°Do¡­ Do you want to come to my estate?¡± Laureline didn¡¯t reply immediately so I panicked but before I could take the offer back she said¡± sure there are a few things I want to check out¡± ¡°Like what?¡± I asked smirking to the fact that the answer wasn¡¯t a no She said¡°you don¡¯t need to know why I do everything I do, now make the call for the car I¡¯m getting bored¡± I response had so made no sense whatsoever but I just let it slide. No use starting an argument and risk her changing her mind when I already got the response I was looking for. Soon after I made the call at the office a hover car came to pick us up. I told the driver to take us to the eastern section of our estate where the oracle lives. I could barely contain myself as the excitement of finding out my full capabilities loomed over me. Beside me Laureline shifted uncomfortably. She didn¡¯t seem excited at all. I thought nothing of her display of indifference after all when I heard she awakened I felt nothing but jealousy. So I¡¯m guessing when an awakened hears of another awakening it probably doesn¡¯t appear on their radar. Yes that must be what¡¯s happening she just expected this to happen. We arrived faster than I thought. I tripped as I got out the car. I¡¯ve got to be calm. I immediately picked myself up while Laureline giggled behind me and continued to head straight to the oracles house. The walk took 10 minutes, it¡¯s not like we walked slowly or anything. The distance from the entrance to the oracles estate was about 8km.this is because each major clan has an estate about the size of a large city mainly to accommodate the large number of subordinates belonging to the clans. Each clan city was about the same if not more advanced than a normal city run by the world government. Some subordinates of a clan can actually live their whole lives within the confines of the clan base and still manage to live a fulfilling life. The oracles home was a modern mansion with walls all made of glass. ¡°Doesn¡¯t this guy care for privacy¡± Laureline said as we entered his home¡± and why doesn¡¯t he lock his doors¡± ¡°to answer your second question ,it¡¯s because no one is foolish enough to steal in a clan territory¡± a calm reassuring female voice replied ¡°as for the first question¡± [clap] [clap] the rooms glass walls immediately tinted black and the indoor lighting activated. We looked in the direction the voice was coming from to find a fragile old lady walking down the stairs. Her Hair was pure white and she looked one breath away from death. ¡°those aren¡¯t nice looks to be giving a senior member within the clan, Argents son or not he¡¯ll kill you right away if I requested it¡± she said with her voice more lively than I thought could be possible considering her frail form. ¡°I¡¯m sorry, didn¡¯t mean to offend you oracle I¡¯m just here for-¡°she cut me off ¡°I know why you¡¯re here, let me hold you and get this over with¡± ¡°Wait what?¡± Laureline asked confused ¡°Kids just keep getting stupider and stupider¡± the old woman mumbled taking my hands ¡°stupider?¡±Laureline asked and I gave her a look to let it go My heart raced waiting for the results. The old oracle gave me an odd look. I couldn¡¯t place it maybe loss or nostalgia? ¡°You are like your grandfather in many ways foolish and powerful¡± she said ¡°you have his exact ability of a psychic energy physiology, in the spiritualist category and class 8 , this means your body is slowly transforming into pure psychic energy .worry not this transformation will not hinder your interaction with the physical world like having sex¡± she paused looking in Laurelines direction. I felt my face go hot and quickly blurted out¡± I never asked that¡± ¡°it was the first thing your grandfather asked when I told him of his gift¡± she said with a hint of a smile on her face ¡°as your ability progresses more and more minor effects will show themselves, as of now you have access to Disease and Contaminant Immunity, Oxygen Independence, Intangibility, minor Invulnerability, Pain Suppression, Limited Psychic Energy Manipulation, Telekinesis and minor Telepathy¡±This narrative has been purloined without the author''s approval. Report any appearances on Amazon. I froze as she spoke, the possibilities where limitless I will rule this world! As if reading my mind she spoke ¡°boy even with all these abilities and more your grandfather died a dog¡¯s death. Having so much to choose from can also lead to your downfall, ¡®I fear the man who trains a single kick a thousand times than a man who trains a thousand kicks once¡¯ ¡± ¡°You are quoting one of Asia¡¯s most powerful ability users¡± Laureline said knowingly ¡°maybe you aren¡¯t as stupid as I thought, yes more abilities just means more options which can confuse you in a fight and when you complete your transformation you will move from class 8 to 9 just like your grandfather and gain a few more minor abilities.¡± the oracle replied ¡°If he was so strong how did he die ¡®a dogs death¡¯ then¡± I asked confused and worried ¡°Make your way to your fathers¡¯ throne room and you will find all the answers you seek¡± the oracle replied in an ominous voice. ¡°Your dad has a throne room? That¡¯s stuff only crazy villains have¡± Laureline looked as if she heard something crazy. ¡°Every clan leader has one; it¡¯s not like my fathers the only crazy warlord out there. Plus lots of politicians and kings have them too!¡± I replied sounding a little bit offended. Not because she called my father crazy but because I planned on having one when I established a legacy of my own. ¡°Ok, whatever floats your boat. Let¡¯s get to the throne room as fast as we can¡± I didn¡¯t miss her enfaces on the use of the words throne and room as she rolled her eyes. I ignored her and started running. If only I wasn¡¯t low on energy I would¡¯ve tried using some of the abilities the oracle told me of. It took us 15 minutes on a hover car to get to the medieval looking castle at the centre of the clan territory. Laureline gave me weird look and I replied ¡°the interior is very modern, plus it suits the whole Argent Knights theme right?¡± As we entered the castle we were greeted by a hologram of Vague informing us to wait a few minutes before entering the throne room. Laureline looked around us said ¡°wow it really is modern on the inside¡±. I sighed in relief and vowed never to tell her about the dungeon underneath the building. ¡°Didn¡¯t the man in the hologram look familiar to you¡± Laureline asked ¡°That¡¯s vague my dad¡¯s best telepath. Everyone who meets him is left with a vague description of him. Even if you think you¡¯ve seen him before it¡¯s probably just your mind trying to remember him and failing. Oh and I don¡¯t think it¡¯s a hologram it felt more like a mental projection of himself, never noticed that until know though¡± I couldn¡¯t help but feel like I¡¯ve felt Vague''s mental energy before but after years of interactions with him and knowing his penchant for mind games I tended up reasoning it was just his power messing with mine. The real Vague walked out the throne room and bowed as I passed him. ¡°Strange¡± I said ¡°What is it?¡± Laureline said ready for an attack ¡°He¡¯s never bowed to me before, it fells invigorating¡± I said soaking in the fact that in this clan I was akin to royalty. ¡°Whatever just keep it in your pants were about to meet your dad¡± she replied annoyed at my lack of focus. Point of view change As Simon and Laureline walked into the throne room a feeling of fear and weariness gripped them. They looked towards the source and found Argent watching them from his throne. The feeling of dread and death left just as quickly as it arrived and Argent spoke. ¡°So how does it feel to have power from what I have heard you are a class 8, very impressive?¡± Simon smiled with pride and was cut off before he could reply. ¡°Of course awakening your ability is a good thing but don¡¯t let it get to your head, I heard you wanted to know how your grandfather died, right?¡± Argent smirked as he saw the smile on his sons face disappear only to be replaced with fear. Simon replied without confidence ¡°ye- yes I want to know how grandfather died¡± ¡°I killed him. It wasn¡¯t easy though. The old fool had so many tricks I thought he was a magician. As it turns out he was blessed with particularly strong spiritualist ability at class 9. I had challenged him to a one on one fight and he accepted! Can you believe that? Maybe it was his pride or overconfidence which led him to that foolish decision. I was the highest rated mercenary at the time and after some thought decided it was time to carve out a legacy of my own. Your grandfather had no offspring with abilities so out of the various clans on this planet his was the best to takeover.¡± As Argent spoke Simon and Laureline listened in utter silence. They felt that if they interrupted while he was reminiscing they would die. ¡°Did you know your grandfather underestimated me because his spies found out my real class? I¡¯m actually a warrior class 4, augmented appearance with enhanced strength and constitution. Pretty basic when you consider the fact those ability users like you and your grandfather can do all that I can do and more without breaking a sweat. What your grandfather failed to take into account was how such a weak ability user came to be the top mercenary on earth prime. As you already know earth prime might have been the first planet humanity inhabited but it was not the last. Earth prime is now a minor player in the intergalactic stage. Many clans have gone out and taken over solar systems! My home planet was once annexed by such a clan. You heard me right I was not born on earth prime like my records say. I am actually a member of a superior species found in the Blackheart solar galaxy. We are only one of many civilizations at war with the humans. Well I not exactly at war, a peace treaty was signed and ambassadors from each race set up embassies on any major human planet. Of course only the world government and the clans powerful enough to have been on the frontlines in battles against their ¡®alien¡¯ counterparts know of our existence and identities. ¡®Alien¡¯ species have almost all the same categories and abilities as humans. The only difference is that some species have ¡®trump cards¡¯ which give them and added advantage against their opponent. Mine just happens to be this-¡° At this moment a giant blood red war hammer began to materialise in front of Argent. The war hammer had various tribal markings engraved onto it. It was the definition of fear and beauty.it was death incarnate. The pressure being given off by the hammer forced Simon and Laureline to kneel. ¡°This is my soul, my or should I say our race has the ability to manifest our soul in the form of a weapon or tool. All of our members have red skin and silver hair. We all have enhanced physiques which is why your government considers me a ¡®warrior¡¯ but I prefer spiritualist. My true strength and abilities can only be shown when I wield my soul. The only setback is that our race failed to advance technologically so had no choice but to accept being integrated into ¡°the collection¡±. Sorry if the name is unsatisfying I used the closest words in the Earths vocabulary and I still feel as though it falls short. The collection is the equivalent of humanities world government. The only difference is that they rule the blackheart galaxy and humans the Milky Way. Unlike the Milky Way every other galaxy has thousands of species unique to themselves. Each galaxy has its own ¡°collection¡± or ¡°world government¡±. Our role as ambassadors is simple. Keep the humans in line. Humans tried to tip a balance which has been in place for millions of years and we have been placed here to monitor and restrict them. Of course that¡¯s just on the surface. In reality ambassadors are here to try and claim a new galaxy for their respective leaders. I will lead the charge and you my son will be one of my generals! Your sister has already matured and shed her human genes and your brother will soon follow but you my son are special. Your psychic energy physiology is already an expression of your soul meaning your body is your soul weapon. I was hoping this would happen when I started breeding with your mother and now I can reap the rewards. I will send you to planet Kebth; you will be a student at the prestigious Kebth tactical university. Make connections and kill enemies. Your only support will be your current servant. You picked well by the way, she will be perfect for infiltration and subterfuge. I will cease communications with you until you have made significant progress and don¡¯t worry about finances your dear father will never stiff you on cash. Do me proud son, live and die for the collection! Live and die for our race the DRAKEN!¡± SILENCE¡­ ¡°Oh the hammer¡± Argents hammer dematerialised and Simon and Laureline could stand again. Simon looked into his father¡¯s eyes and said ¡°tell me why my mental state has been all over the place, I can¡¯t seem to think straight ever since I awakened¡± Argent looked annoyed but still responded ¡°it¡¯s because when you awakened not only did you activate your soul but your dominant genes replaced your human half, so you¡¯re a full Draken now. Our species has psychopathic tendencies which resulted in planet of powerful bloodthirsty warriors, but like I said before it hindered out technological growth drastically and limited us all to being warrior spiritualists. I have wasted enough time with these useless explanations in 4 years¡¯ time we will return to our planet for an assessment, at that time you can research all about our history and genetic traits¡± ¡°We will never agree to that!¡± Laureline shouted ¡°we will be heroes of justice not some aliens pawns!¡± As soon as she finished her sentence Laureline was slammed halfway through the wall behind her. ¡°You bastard!¡± Simon shouted as he ran towards his father body. His body began glowing red and he felt a surge of power go through him. Argent smirked and said ¡°you truly are worthy of carrying my name¡± in an instant Argents war hammer was summoned in front of him. All Simon saw was Argent reaching for his hammer and his world faded to black.