《Torn Asunder》2.1 - Power
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Author here! Thought I would explain things first here before I went on to type up the next chapter. Nothing noteworthy to note here, as comedy isn't really seen here
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10 years have passed since my fateful encounter with Fang, the wolf pup. Well, since it’s been 10 years, Fang is now a grown wolf. Countless times I tried to give her back to the forest around our house, but she would never leave. Is this love, or loyalty?
My current appearance is that of a 9 or 10 year old. The growth of my body is the best when it comes to keeping that youthful appearance!
Sadly, Mother hasn’t been feeling any better. Instead, she begins to cough up blood usually once a week. I use my computer chip often to help diagnose her problem, as if it’s a disease, it can be cured. Even cancer, as the cure was found when I was 6.
Now, even though my first words were pretty colorful, I have broadened my vocabulary so I don’t end up using those words, especially in front of Mother.
I should probably explain my symbiotic relationship with the AI chip in my gray matter, the brain.
In exchange for any data I need, the electrical signals my brain sends out are always intercepted by the chip first, causing my slower aging process. Now, I don’t quite understand but the chip often tells me that I’ll be alright.
My cyber arm, with the coil attached to it now grows along with my body, so there is no need to change it. But sometimes, I have to remove my arm so I can get rid of the rejection fluids of the body, pus. It’s a nasty process, but it must be done.
The reason why my cyber arm grows with my body now, is because of a nice doctor who became tired of my slow growth, decided to develop an arm with an interesting ability.
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Absorption, or rather my arm can absorb materials, break them down to little atoms, and reconstruct them into the arm itself.
But this isn’t the most impressive thing that happened to me, or to anyone.
This is because of a worldwide event often shown on TV.
Superheroes. Or rather kids of older generations suddenly getting super strength, or super speed, or telekinesis, or manipulation of the elements. It’s pretty neat doing any one of those things, and I was lucky enough to be one of those kids.
Supposedly, only 1/100 kids will receive or grow superpowers. I am just one of those many kids, and my ability is manipulation of liquid matter. It really doesn’t matter, because anything that moves like a liquid, I can control. It’s similar to a form of telekinesis, but only affects liquids.
It also makes cleaning my arm much easier. But it still disgusts me.
Now, how did I stumble upon such a thing such as my own superpower? Simple. Trying to save Mother from a very nasty burn from boiling water.
It was spaghetti night, and I was at the table banging my plastic fork and knife on the steel counter. The cold night air breathed in through the open window, the steam rebelling and causing a little heat to stay in the room.
Mother was busy in her apron, rushing around the kitchen to fix up the meatballs and noodles. Although one may think spaghetti is easy to make, let me assure you it isn’t. It amazed my 7 year old mind at the time, as to how fast and easy Mother made cooking look.
When she had taken the packaged noodles out of a cabinet, and began to rip them open with her arm strength, her elbow hit the pot full of steaming water, and the dry noodle pieces all fell onto the floor right below the now teetering pot. Mother bent over and began to pick up the pieces of dry noodle, as the pot began to tip over the side of the countertop.
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“Mom! Watch out!”
My shout comes too late as the water is already tilting with gravity, and falling out of pot. My mother looks up at the piece of hot metal, and a scream begins to appear from her mouth, and then it stops as the pot hits her head, causing her to fall all over the dry noodle pieces.
The water though, stayed in place, as though it was a living thing that understood my wishes. I wished for my mother to not be burned, and it heeded my wish.
That is the reason why my power manifested. To help others, especially Mother.
Now, being the protective kid I am, research into the department of health turned up no diagnosis as to why my mother was feeling the way she felt. I only hope time could be her benefactor…
Being 13 years old now, I should probably say that I’m a nice school boy, but in reality I was called a genius in school, although I never explained that it was a AI chip in my gray matter that allowed me to pass school by easily.
Chemistry, Biology, Mathematics, you name it and my ‘brain’ finds it and allows me the access to the knowledge. Getting out of high school was a chore when everyone in the school thought you were a cheater instead.
But I digress from the real issue to school. I couldn’t bring Fang with me, since she was a dangerous ‘wild’ animal. C’mon, what’s up with that? She’s practically family.
Alright, so now that I have explained the superpowers appearing, the cybernetic arm of mine, and my loyal companion Fang, I shall now tell you what happened after that, the thing that literally changed my world…The event dubbed;
The Ether Door Incident.
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