PROLOGUE
He stabbed a man, his hand trembles as the body fell down to the
ground. His hands were smeared with blood of the dead, he looked back to check
on his sister who was crying. The screaming and loud noises that came from the
house alerted their neighbor, followed by a siren.
I was questioned by the police about the incident, my sister did not stop crying. I did what I could to protect my sister from a man who tried to
do her harm. I was 13 when it happened, and she was 15. During the questioning
I was detained as part of the investigation. That's when I realized something
was wrong, something was terribly wrong. The man whom I thought I had killed
was there standing pretending to be our parents, he is the guy! He’s the guy
that I killed! And you are going to let him take my sister away! Someone help
me, please! I screamed and shouted, but no one seems to care, they were laughing
at me thinking that I was making things up. I was desperate and about to lose
hope, that's when a man dressed in a long brownish cloak with a very smart
outlook came and stood in front of me; separated by the steel bars, he gave me
a cold dead stare and whispers, “One who sits and does nothing, can only whine
and cry”.
As I was sucked
into the immoral world of unjust and unfair, I couldn’t help but agree with
the man’s words as I could only whine and cry, it is the only thing that I
could now do. A screamed broke out my deepening sadden thought, I saw a head
fallen off someone’s head. It happened so fast that I couldn’t even screamed, I was
left befuddled. The man whom later known as Ezekial, the lead investigator who
stood in front of me was looking at the man pretending to be my parent as what
Inspector Ezekial called him, Letzte. I was so confused on how it had happened,
everyone was too, and slowly everyone in the police station backed away.
Sergeant Bork screamed, “He has an ability!”.
But the body remained standing still as a terrifying laugh filled the
entire police station, one that came from, where everyone’s eyes are focused on;
the head on the floor. Every policemen readied themselves with guns aiming to
shoot Letzte.
Ezekiel locked his eyes towards Letzte and said, “let us
take this outside, so I can end you”.
The event afterwards shocked everyone as Letzte’s body had moved on
its own and picked up his head from the floor and reconnect it with his body as
nothing had happened, he then said, “where were we Inspector Ezekiel” with a
smile as haunting as a man who knew nothing could ever hold him back. He added,
“With everyone as hostages, do it here would be much gun wouldn’t it!”.
Everyone was terrified, the police station was in silence. Both
Ezekiel and Letzte is readying themselves to engage. Their eyes were locked
onto each other. Ezekiel, who has the ability to manipulate anything he touches
uses the water in the bottle as a weapon. Letzte , the living immortal is a being
who that has learned many ways to succumb his enemies with his wit and superior
skills leapt forward, reaching for Ezekiel’s stomach, Ezekiel shielded his
stomach with his water by hardening it. They both exchanging blows with every
punch, kicks with means to kill. Being the immortal being Letzte has no fear
of death, he advances and advances towards Ezekiel with a haunting smile, he
closes in care not for the pain that is being inflicted by Ezekiel, a few more
steps Ezekiel would have been in the arms of Letzte but a terrible light
started to fill the police station.
