~:Purity:~

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[glow=red,2,300]Prologue[/glow]

Michael McLaffin stood at the edge of the very top of the middle school building. Millions and millions of huge creatures with tusks sticking out of their mouths and razor sharp teeth surrounded him. He looked down once more then for what seemed like hours he suddenly jumped off with the creatures right behind him jumping off as well. Nearly 300 feet in the air now and heading straight down he landed on his feet crushing the gravel with such force that it flew back up into the air and hit the creatures. Four cop cars surrounded the parking lot and a group of officers emerged from the cars with their guns in hand. "Freeze! Kid! We don't want to hurt you!" Michael stood straight up now and slightly tilted his head. "Do it." He demanded. "What? Is this kid nuts?" one officer asked. "I said do it!" Michael screamed then leaped toward the group of officers. An enormous amount of bullets were fired. Time began to slow down somehow and Michael was able to dodge the bullets easily. One struck him on the arm but he pulled it out as fast as possible just as it was making its way through his skin. The sound of more gun chambers clicking was heard very clearly. He did have very good senses now and had gotten used to being blind. Michael's hearing ability had been increased greatly to make-up for his temporary blindness. Bullets were coming from every direction now, faster and faster. He swung his arm out as hard as he could. All the bullets were knocked away including the officers firing them. Everything returned to normal again. The creatures were just now getting back up from the gravel attack. They snorted and coughed very loudly. One of them grabbed a pole from out of the ground and came running towards Michael with it. He could hear the monsters footsteps getting closer as if a bell was being ringed. He quickly ducked as the pole was swung at him and then shot his leg out, tripping the creature to the ground then bringing his leg into the air and back down cracking its neck. They all paused and just stared for a moment. "We Quindores aren't supposed to be outmatched by a mere HUMAN! He must be playing tricks on us! This cannot-!" the leader of the pack screamed but was cut off by Michael's harsh voice. "Why don't you stop chasing me and give up? I'm sure all your soldiers would appreciate you letting them live..." There was silence after this and they all turned and began to walk away except for the leader. He grabbed for his pocket knife and threw it as hard as he could. The blade's whistling through the air hurt Michael's ears and instead of dodging the sound he covered his ears. The blade stuck through his shoulder and he let out a gasp.

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Chapter 1: My Life

Michael McLaffin turned just in time to see a fist coming toward him. The new huge boy in the school, Russ, turned out to be a bully after all. Pain shot through his jaw as the extremely large boy slammed his fist as hard as he could. Michael fell backwards onto the ground dropping his books. “Give me your lunch money, wimp.” He yelled. Nobody else was in the hallway during this time so they couldn’t stop it. Michael was so frightened he took the money from his pocket immediately and tossed it onto the ground and began to crawl away holding his face. Russ grabbed the money then ran off murmuring, “What a loser.” Michael got to his feet as soon as Russ disappeared and picked up his books. A small frown appeared on his face as he began walking to class. He had always been such a strange boy. Once, when he was only 6 years old he had jumped on top of a car he had been placed on and unsupervised. He jumped off and hit his head on a big tire rim lying on the ground. Large amounts of blood had spilled from his forehead but he hadn’t cried. He just got up and acted as though nothing ever happened. His parents feared he may have a disease of some sort where a child doesn’t feel pain but it wasn’t that at all. He was just tough, that’s all, But very afraid of almost anything. A shout from behind Michael caught his attention and he spun around. It was Mr. Martinez, his Science teacher. “Mister McLaffin, what are you doing wandering these halls at this time of the afternoon when you should be in class?” Michael scratched his head. “Well, Mr. Martinez, you know the new kid, Russ Harris, he-“ Mr. Martinez cut him off. “Oh don’t give me anymore lies about kids picking on you, because that won’t work on me again. First it was that poor kid Billy Wen, now you’re trying to blame it on a new kid?” Billy Wen was a menace, he had always beat up on Michael every chance he got and the teachers felt sorry for him because his parents were poor. “But Mr. Martinez, I-“ “Just go to class before I have to write you up.” Mr. Martinez walked away combing his thick straw hair. “d**n…” Michael whispered to himself. The rest of the day nothing really happened. Nobody picked on him and none of the teachers tried to get him in trouble. It wasn’t until he got home that more bad news came. “Mikey…this is the best for me and your father,” his mother said as she began packing her suitcase. Michael kept his eyes away from her and didn’t say a word. She walked over to him. “Oh honey, I’m so sorry, things just aren’t going good with us, that’s all.” Michael suddenly became angry. He ran over to the lamp lying on the bed table in his mother’s bedroom and knocked it over. His mother ran into the room. “What is wrong with you!!!” she yelled. “Get the hell out of here right now you little bastard and don’t come back! You’re trouble! That’s all, you’re just like you’re sorry ass good for nothing father!!” What he had just heard made his heart sink. Michael ran out of the room and walked out the living room door slamming it as hard as he could. He heard his mother screaming as he began running down the street. Tears rolled down his eyes. Michael thought about what a horrible life he had. “I can’t take this anymore…” he sobbed. He began walking very slowly down his street now. It was beginning to get dark. He stopped and looked into the sky. “Why are you doing this to me god? Why can’t I just die!!!” A gang of teenagers passed by just as he said this and stopped. They turned and looked at him. “Hey, kid.” The leader said. Michael went to turn and was met by a gun to his head. “Give me your money!!” the tall boy wearing the bandanna yelled. “I…I don’t…have any money…it was already stolen.” “I said give it here! Now!” the boy yelled again and punched him in the stomach. Michael stepped backwards slightly and held his stomach for a second. “Give me your money kid or else I’ll put a f**king bullet in your head!!! Do you want that!!” “DO IT!” The others shouted. The boy suddenly pulled the trigger but it only made a clicking sound. They all exploded in laughter. “It’s not loaded kid.” The leader said. He put it to Michael’s head again and pulled the trigger over and over. More laughter. One boy with an afro stepped out and said to the leader, “Come on Roach, stop playing with that thing.” “Why? It’s not loaded. Look.” The boy put the gun to Michael’s head once again and pulled the trigger. Pain suddenly shot through Michael’s head. It had all happened so fast he wasn’t sure if it was real or not. The pain in his head was intense and he last thing he heard was kids screaming and cursing. “What the f**k did you do Roach!” “I…I…I swear, it wasn’t loaded.” “Let’s get out of here!” Everything suddenly went black.

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Chapter 2: Remembering

Michael opened his eyes. They burned. His head felt awful. "What...what happened?" he murmured. It was raining now. He was still on the street. Michael tried to stand up but the pain was too great and he stammered to stay up. Once he caught his balance he noticed a large puddle of blood on the ground. Everything began to come back to him. The fight with his mom. The gang of kids. The gun. Why aren't I dead? he thought to himself. That close a shot to the head would have killed any nomal person instantly. Yet he was still alive. "I can't believe this." Michael began walking down the street, rain pouring down on him. He brought his hand to the side of his head and felt where he had been shot. Dry blood, big globs of it. A man suddenly appeared out of nowhere in a hooded jacket. "Hello Michael," he said in a deep dark yet friendly voice. Lightning struck the sky at the tone of his voice. Michael was startled and jumped back. The man came closer. "You're not afraid of me, are you?" he asked. Michael shook his head. "There's no need to be afraid. I'm not going to hurt you. That would actually be impossible." The man took a step forward again. "How-how do you know my name?" Michael stuttered. "Oh I know more than just your name. I've been watching you ever since you were born." The man looked at the side of Michael's head noticing the huge hole. "I see you're surviving." Michael touched his head once more. "Why...why am I still alive?" he asked. The man turned away and began walking towards a parked car. He bent down and put his hands underneath it. The car slowly began to rise. Michael couldn't believe what he was seeing. "What are you doing!" The man lifted the car high above his head. "Catch." he said. For a moment it felt like fire was burning through his veins. Michael's eyes bulged as the man threw the car at him with such speed it defied the human eye. Michael closed his eyes and let out a scream as the car landed on top of him. After a few moments he noticed that there was no pain. No pain at all. The car was definitely on top of him. He could feel its weight pushing him into the ground. Very slowly he pushed his hands upwards moving the car off of him. "What's...going on." The hooded man let out a laugh. "That's normal." Michael was still so confused. He lifted the car above his head then eased it back onto the ground. "How did I do that?" he asked the man. "You can call me Scarth." The man replied. Scarth. Why did that name sound so familiar. "And, to answer your question," he continued, "you were able to get hit by a car being slammed directly into you at nearly one hundred miles an hour and simply lift it off of you like it was nothing because...well," Scarth scratched his chin for a moment. "Because you're extraordinary," he finally said. It still wasn't making any since at all. "You mean I'm like a mutant?" Michael asked. "No. You're an Immortal." The words excited him. "Immortal? You mean I can't die?" "Yes." "But...why? How did I get these powers?" "You're purity." The man turned and began to walk away. "Follow me if you want to learn more about your kind..." he murmured softly.

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Chapter 3: Training

:Mega Chapter:

Scarth had brought Michael back to some sort of hideout. It was very dark and only small glowing sticks barely lit up the room. It appeared to be completely empty. "What is this place?" Michael asked. Scarth turned around and folded his arms. "I can sense fear in you Michael, I told you not to be afraid." Michael hesitated for a moment. "I can't help it Scarth, all this stuff you're throwing down on me is quite unbelieveable..." "I can understand this Michael but there isn't much time for me to explain everything." Michael stared around once again. "What did you bring me here for?" "Training." Scarth replied quickly. "Training?" Michael asked, "training for what?" Scarth pointed upwards and smiled. "Them." Michael looked up and nearly fainted. Hundreds of red over-sized lizards covered with what looked like ancient markings stared back down at them. Scarth took off his hooded jacket revealing a very strange body. His skin was pale white and he too had the ancient markings on his back and chest and arms. Golden earrings with diamonds were in his ears. A ruby red necklace dangled from his neck as he began walking forward. "As you continue your journey," he began, "these 'creatures' will hunt you day and night." One of the creatures suddenly flopped down onto the floor creating a big crack in the hard cement ground. Michael fell down as the floor vibrated. Scarth walked up to it and grappled the creature in a neckhold with one hand. It squealed and tried to break loose. "These, however," Scarth said while still holding the creature in the neckhold, "Are quite easy to defeat." He let go of the creature and it backed away holding its throat then jumped toward Scarth. It seemed like time began to slow as the creature approached. Then, as it went back to normal, Scarth's hand shot backwards knocking the creature through a wall. "Now, you try." He said. Michael couldn't believe what he was seeing. He slowly stood up keeping his eyes on Scarth. "They can't hurt you if you don't let them." Another creature came down from the sky as a strange gospel music began playing "That's why they're called devil's angels." Scarth winked to Michael then turned around, jumped as high into the air as he could, and came down fast on the creatures back totally crushing its spine and splattering blood everywhere. The music stopped. This was all becoming very strange now. Three more came down from the ceiling and surrounded Michael. "Let's see what this one's got." one of them said. All three of them jumped on top of him and began chewing through his flesh with their razor sharp teeth. Blood squirted everywhere. Pain throbbed through Michael's body again. He looked down and saw that his ribcage had been torn all the way through revealing his guts and intestines. More pain. He couldn't handle it. "GHAAAHH!!!!" He shouted. Just as one of the creatures took another snap at him, Michael slammed his fist as hard as he could. It went down the creatures throat. He paused for a moment not able to believe what he had just done. "Rip it out of him," Scarth said smiling. Remembering what the creatures had just done to him, he was filled with rage once again and the same pain as before. He shoved his hand deeper down inside the creatures throat and grabbed something soft and pounding. It's heart. Understanding what Michael was about to do, the creature struggled to get away and began clawing his chest. With such force it was unbelievable, he ripped its heart out of it and knocked its head off in the process. The heart pounded in his hand. Faster and faster. "Kill it before it kills you," Scarth said quickly. "Wha-?" Before Michael could reply the heart exploded and knocked him back with great force sending him crashing through three buildings.

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Chapter 4: Midtown Brawl

That night Michael had been so exhausted from the battle he collapsed onto the floor and awoke early the next morning for combat training. "First of all..." Scarth began, "I want to teach you a few things about martial arts..." He jumped into a karate stance. Michael just stood there. "Do you know any karate...?" Michael remained silent for one more moment then his head tilted down. "Michael?!" Scarth yelled. The boy immediately jerked his head up. "what!" "were you sleeping?" "umm...yes, I'm quite tired from last night." "well, you slept almost half the day wasting our combat training time, it's already ten o' clock, we were supposed to be starting around seven." Michael let his head sink back down. Enraged by this, Scarth leaped forward and uppercut him through the ceiling. He was now on the upper level of the building a story higher. "Owww...what the..." Michael saw Scarth through the hole he had been uppercut through. "What did you do that for!?" he yelled down at the pale man. Scarth smiled back at him. "Sleeping." Michael jumped up and wiped some blood from his lip. "d**n...you sure do hit hard." "hehe," Scarth laughed then jumped through the hole and began beating Michael in the face as hard as he could. "Come on...is this all you've got?" He continued beating Michael in the face, blood splashing everywhere. "AHH!!" Michael yelled and a light surrounded his body. "Good." Scarth said, "You've learned energy shield." Michael was so angry by now that he didn't care what Scarth said or did. Michael lunged toward Scarth and punched him directly in the face then flipped around and back-kicked him through the wall. Scarth was slammed into a moving car. "AAHH!!" he yelled. Scarth fell to the ground on his knees gasping for breath. The car he hit had taken more damage than him. The entire front part of it was torn off and the windshield completely shattered. He stood up and wiped the blood from his face. "Nice one," he said smiling. Michael suddenly felt like a god and as if he could do anything. He jumped through the hole Scarth had been smashed through. He suddenly lost control, Michael began to fall down almost twenty stories high then landed head first into the top of a car tearing it in half. Pain surged through his body again but he ignored it. He sat up and pulled a chunk of metal from his head. Blood began pooring down into his eyes. "Ahh..." he sighed. Scarth appeared beside him. "Have a nice trip?" he asked laughing. Police cars were suddenly on the scene appearing everywhere. "Scarth...we're in trouble." Scarth didn't seem to care, he just stood there holding his face. "Nice punch back there." Michael couldn't believe what he was hearing. "What?" "I said nice punch." "oh...umm...thanks, I guess. But, we need to leave right now." "Why?" " Cops are everywhere! Can't you see!" "Oh yes, them, they're not a problem Michael." "What?" "I said they're not a problem, are you having hearing problems?" "but..." Scarth turned around and began walking toward the sirens. "Just let me handle it..."


There, now time for Chapter 5!

P.S. It would help to listen to some of these songs while reading the story, I'll post some songs that I listened to that inspired me to give each chapter certain "times". By times I mean like...a moment.

Preview-- Down With The Sickness by Disturbed (This song starts when Michael jumps off of the school building)

Chapter 1-- Stupify by Disturbed (This song starts when Michael runs out of his house after the fight with his mom)

Chapter 2-- Purity by Linkin' Park (This song starts at the beginning of the chapter when Michael wakes up, the name sounds familiar huh? )

Chapter 3-- Dragula by Rob Zombie (This song starts when Scarth uppercuts Michael into the ceiling)

Chapter 4-- Remember by Disturbed (This song starts when Michael spots the Devil's Angels on the ceiling)

Chapter 5-- Even though it hasn't been written yet, it'll start off with Michael being a little older so...this songs fits in perfectly...Creep by Stone Temple Pilots (It starts when Michael is leaving work)


I'm just posting these songs so that you can get into the story a little better. I got most of these songs by downloading a program called Ares where you can download music, images, or videos. Do a search on google or yahoo for ares if you want then dl it and find the songs I posted. My computer is really crappy and almost everyone here has a better comp than me so I'm sure you'll have no problem downloading Ares...

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Chapter 5: On My Own

It's been almost four years since the incident with Michael McLaffin running away from home. There were police searches but they never found him. Michael lived with Scarth in the abandoned mansion all that time surviving off of stolen goods and studying every now and then (Even though Scarth thought it was useless). Training was also an important part of their every-day-life. Scarth taught Michael some of the dealiest moves in martial arts and some magic. Now, at the age of 18, he seeks a normal life of his own. "Scarth...I just want a normal life like other people, Immortality is great and all but...I want to get out and have a family and live a normal life. Why can't you understand? Haven't you ever felt this way?" Scarth was walking around the room with his arms crossed making grunting sounds every now and then. He was furious at Michael's choice to leave. "This is stupidity!" he yelled shooting out his arms. "I help you, teach you the way of the immortals, I even looked after you like a son, and this is how you repay me? By going back into the human world? What if they find out who you are? Do you have any idea what will happen!? I'll need your help soon and it will not be easy by myself!!!" Michael just stood still for a moment. "I'm sorry Scarth, I just want to be like everyone else again...at least for a while, I promise you, I shall return." With this he put his arms around Scarth in an attempt to hug him but Scarth pushed him away. "Get out of here! You're weak! Just leave!" Scarth took a box and threw it at him. Michael caught it and sighed then turned away walking out the door. It was a bright shiny day. People filled the streets with their dogs. A couple passed by holding hands. Michael smiled at them, they smiled back. Michael opened up the box revealing about $250. "First...I need to get a job." He began walking down the sidewalk with his hands in his jacket pockets. A group of kids passed by on skateboards. "Hello," Michael smiled and waved at them. "Nice shoes mister..." one of them joked. Michael looked down at his shoes. Reebok. The sides were slightly torn and the rubber was beginning to tarnish. "First impressions on getting a job are always important..." He continued walking down the sidewalk when he came to a Sneakers shoestore with 'Help Wanted' on the front door. He thought of the idea of getting a job and getting a new pair of shoes from the same place. This was amusing and he let out a small laugh. "Might as well try...I mean, it's not like its going to hurt or anything" He entered the store and the bell ringed. A tall man in a blue uniform was behind the cash register scanning some shoes. "Hello sir, how may I help you?" he asked. Michael walked up to the cash register and smiled. "Hello, I'm Mich-..." he began but then stopped, remembering Scarth's words. "Sir?" the man asked. He thought quickly then said, "Hello, I'm Jason Harbuck." The man was quite confused. "Umm...alright but what may I help you with, sir?" Michael hesitated then said, "Oh right, well uhh...I saw your sign on the door that help is wanted, I'd like to get a job working here." The man shook his head then bent down and pulled a sheet of paper out from underneath the cash register then gave it to Michael along with a pen. "Please fill this out." Michael took the paper and pen then walked over to a seat and sat down. After he had filled the paper out and given it back to the man he showed Michael around the store and everything. "I'd like to go ahead and buy some shoes too if you don't mind," Michael said looking down at his own shoes almost laughing. "Right..." Michael got a pair of Nike Air's then walked out of the store. "Now...almost dark...I'd better find a place to hit the sack. He found the nearest hotel and got an apartment. He was in his room undressing about to go to sleep when someone knocked on the door. He was half asleep when he opened it. "Ye-?" before he could answer a bullet was fired into his head. He went flying back and fell on the ground. A group of men entered his room and began feeling in his pockets and looking around for things to steal. "$167 bucks...what a cheap bastard," One said. They all had their backs turned when Michael woke up and slowly began to rise from the floor. "What are you doing!" he yelled. The men immediately turned around and began rapidly firing their weapons. Time began to slow down. Michael dodged the bullets then knocked the weapons out of the men's hands. He grappled one of them in a neckhold and snapped their neck then flipped around behind the other two and slammed their heads together over and over until they fell over dead. Blood spilled from underneath them. A woman came running into the room and saw Michael standing over the three dead men. "OH MY GOD!" she screamed, then took off running. "No! wait! you don't understand!" It was too late, a few moments later five security cops entered the room and opened fire. He dodged the bullets then tried to speak again. "Wait! You don't understand! I didn't do th-!" They opened fire once more, this time a bullet went through Michael's arm. "AH!" he yelled. A light surrounded him instantly and disintegrated the two cops. "Oh no...I've got to get out of here," he murmured to himself.

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Chapter 6: Arrival of Tulio, No Escape! *REALIZATION*

As Michael hurriedly left the Hotel a group of Quindores surrounded him. He paused for s moment and closed his eyes. He felt something wrong here...as if something had been changed... One of the Quindores moved closer to him and spoke, "So...you thought keeping a low profile for so long would make us think you were dead? It's not that easy kid, we know your secret...your immortality. And, our lord has a plan, if we cannot kill you then we will inprison you in Hell..." Michael opened his eyes then with such speed he was a blur, he jumped in the air and did a spinning kick sending all four Quindores flying backwards. He began running down fifth avenue then took a right on Carter street. The Quindores were still close behind him. "d**n...how can I lose them...?" He continued running when he ran in front of a car going 180 mph. He used his extreme speed to get in front of it then used his elbow to slam it back into the Quindores following him. The were all knocked back nearly 100 feet by the car's weight. He stopped at a Burger King and rested for a moment. When he turned around he saw something in the sky...he looked up and saw God's face... "You are failing your mission..." This startled Michael so badly that he stumbled back off the sidewalk and was hit by an oncoming car. The cars velocity sent him flying almost 50 feet. He crashed into the ground creating a gigantic hole. "Ahh..." he let out a gasp and tried to breathe but he couldn't. He finally managed to begin breathing and got up. He felt his chest. His ribs were all cracked but he couldn't feel pain. Michael stood up and looked back in the sky but the face was now gone. Just as he began to turn and walk away, a fist smashed into his jaw crushing it like glass. Michael stumbled for a second then regained his balance. He felt his face with one hand, chunks of bone stuck out, blood drained from his jawbone which was halfway torn off. He suddenly found himself looking upon a very huge muscular man in a black and white tuxedo. He had a ponytail and a nosering. "I hope yer ready for a beatin' boy!" he yelled. The man shoulder charged Michael sending him flying backwards so fast he was a blur. He crashed into an electric sign and was electricuted. His body shook as electrical charges were transferred through his insides. There was suddenly a loud pop sound and Michael looked down to see hat his stomach had been popped open. He somehow managed to pull himself away from the electricity and fell to the ground on his hands and knees gasping for breath. "I'm sorry," the man said, "how rude of me not to introduce myself...I'm Tulio and today you die!" Michael stuck his hand inside his busted open stomach then got to his feet at once and stuck a hand packed with intestines in it . "I...I can't die...hahaha..." seeing that he had not frightened the boy, Tulio was enraged. He grabbed hold of Michael's throat with one hand and threw him as hard as he could. Michael flew all the way back until he smashed into a car, tearing it in two. Tulio practically ran over to Michael, lying on the ground helplessly, and jumped in the air, then came down on his spine. Michael just smiled as if nothing had happened. "You can't hurt me...I'm a Purity..." This angered Tulio further. He continued beating Michael over and over until Michael twisted around (Breaking himself in half in the process) and shot a ball of blue fire into Tulio's eyes. The large man stumbled back clutching his face and screaming for help. Michael fired another one into his ribcage knocking him back on the ground. He struggled for a moment, then died. Michael smiled once more and fell back onto the hard gravel...

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Chapter 7: Recovery

An image of a very tall reddish figure with horns all over his body and a long pointed tail suddenly appeared in Michael's head. The figures back was turned so he could not see his face. Screams of women and children being beaten and tortured filled the surrounding. Then, as it began to turn around, Michael saw its face. Long, sharp teeth, long pointed ears, and the eyes...those terrifying yellow eyes. Without hesitation, the 'thing' spoke... "Wake up...little Purity...wake up..." The words struck through his brain like a stake. He opened his eyes wide and jumped up but he couldn't. He fell back down and then stared up. There was a bald headed man's face. It was Scarth! He had rescued Michael! "Scarth!" he yelled with surprise, "what are YOU doing here!?" Scarth signaled for him to be quiet and held a finger to his mouth. "Be quiet..." Michael was suddenly confused again. "What do you mea-?" before he could finish, Scarth pulled back his fist and knocked Michael out. For what seemed like hours, he finally opened his eyes once more. This time, he felt a little strange...as though his body had been changed or something. He tried to sit up this time and succeeded. As he stood up he looked down at himself and saw that his cracked ribcage had been completely torn off and replaced with a large piece of flat metal. His busted jaw had also been replaced with a thick chunk of metal and his legs and torso were somehow melted together by hot metal. Michael turned to see Scarth sitting in a chair with his head between his knees. He pulled his head up and stared at Michael for a moment. "How are you?" he asked immediately. Michael looked at his new body once again then back to Scarth. "I feel...stronger," he replied. "Good. I was a little worried that you would end up in a colma but now that you're okay..." he began but then stopped and changed the subject, "so, you feel stronger?" "Yes." Scarth scratched his chin for a moment then got to his feet and began walking around the room. The room was dark but had a bluish tent to it that made Scarth look like he had been painted. "Well, let's see how much stronger..." Michael stared down. "Why are you doing this, Scarth, why?" "Because I want to help you, Michael, the way you helped me." "Me? Helped you? How?" he asked. "Nevermind," Scarth said, "you wouldn't understand yet." Michael walked over to him. "Yes, I would, just tell me man." Scarth hesitated for a moment then his cheeks began to quiver as if he were going to cry. "Almost 5,000 years ago..." he began, "An evil angel called Lucifer defied the almighty God and was banished from Heaven forever then sent to the fiery depths of hell. I was also an angel during that time and Lucifer demanded I help him in his schemes to take over the upper world known as Earth, for he prophesized that many years later the mighty God would fall to a power far greater than his. I refused and he attacked me. He was going to kill me...but then, a powerful warrior suddenly appeared out of nowhere and stopped Lucifer...his name was Leah Cim and he possessed incredible power beyond even the almighty God. I thought that afterwards when he had defeated Lucifer, he might also go looking for my lord because of what Lucifer had prophesized...he didn't. He helped me to my feet and took me back to Heaven. There, he told God of the events that took place in Hell and how he would look after those who are threatened by Lucifer...A day later he mysteriously died...you Michael...are his incarnation...and I fear that when the time comes once again for you to make a choice to either stand with God, or live a dark life filled with pain and suffering in Hell with Lucifer...you may make the wrong choice..." Michael was shocked, it had never occured to him that he would ever take such a meaning in the world...now he finds that he's more than that...His eyes were opened wide and he hadn't swallowed. "Michael? Are you all right?" Scarth asked. Michael blinked his eyes once then faced Scarth..."I believe you...I'll help you..." Scarth closed his eyes tightly and smiled with gratitude. "Thankyou once again...my friend..." A tear rolled down from Scarth's eye as he opened them. The two stared hard at each other for a long time just smiling with comfort for being in the others' presence, for they were like brothers now.

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Chapter 8: The Chase

Michael and Scarth had trained the rest of that night. Michael learned to get used to his new body. Strangely...every moment they faught seemed to weaken Scarth somehow. "Scarth, are you okay?" "I'm...I'm fine, its just that you've become so strong...since...last time..." Michael smiled and laughed. His laugh was now very deep and dark since his jaw had been replaced so his laugh sounded evil. Scarth looked up surprisingly and shook his head. "Always laughing..." he murmured. Scarth created a blue ball of fire in his hand and held it into the air. "I suppose you've just learned this technique, right?" "Yes, how did you know?" Scarth smiled and looked at the blue ball of fire in his hand. "Its called a Spirit Dorimu...I first learned it when I was about your age...me and my father...we would train like this...until..." He hesistated for a second then looked away, hiding his face from Michael. "Scarth, are you all right? What's wrong? What do you mean by until...? until what?" Scarth remained silent. Michael became angry and yelled, "Scarth! What do you mean!" Scarth turned around and screamed, "Until I killed him!" Michael was so astonished he couldn't move. Scarth gave an evil grin and said, "And you're next buudy boy!" Michael suddenly became angry and thought that Scarth had betrayed him. Scarth exploded in high-pitched laughter and lunged forward grabbing Michael in a neckhold and scratching his head. "I'm just kidding! HAHAHA! I don't even have a father! I'm a Luxson! Luxson's don't have fathers!" Michael just frowned. "That wasn't funny..." "Right...we need to get back to training..." Scarth's friendly face suddenly became fierce as he jumped into his Tae Kwan doe stance. He ran toward Michael and kicked him in the chest...at least it appeared to be...Michael did not move...his body suddenly became ghost-like, see through. Scarth felt something kick him from behind directly in the back. He was slammed through the wall and fell to the ground coughing up blood. "OK! OK! That's enough...for now..." Michael smiled with satisfaction. "I think you're just becoming old, you burn-out..." Michael sat down and closed his eyes. Scarth frowned and screamed, "I am NOT getting old! Luxsons do not age after they reach the age of-!" A powerful blast of some kind completely lit up the entire room and a group of Quindores appeared in every corner. They growled. "Oh no..." Scarth began, but one of them appeared right behind him and stuck its claw through his stomach. A gush of blood began pouring out. "What?" Michael asked. He could not see because he still had his eyes closed. "Michael...hel...hel..." Michael shook his head. "I know about hell Scarth, you don't have to keep reminding me about Lucifer and his fiery world..." Scarth became angry. "No! I mean...heeeelp!!!" Michael opened his eyes and saw that Scarth had been stabbed. "Oh..." he said. The room became crouded with Quindores all of a sudden. "uh-oh...we've got company. "Go Michael...I'll handle these here..." Scarth seemed to regain control of his body and didn't feel any pain. More of the Quindores appeared in the room. They smelled of dead rats. "Okay...follow me," Michael taunted. He jumped as high as he could into the air going through the roof and then landed on a passing semi truck. He stumbled and fell down and began rolling but a large foot with claws stopped him then kicked him in the side. He jumped to his feet as he was kicked and gathered two spirit Dorimu's in his hands. Before he had a chance to throw them at the Quindore, another came crashing down on his back. These Quindores seemed to be stronger. He jumped off of the truck and kept running until he reached the Middle School. He began running at nearly 65 miles an hour then jumped 50 feet into the air, landing on top of the school builidng. The creatures following him on hot pursuit. Michael McLaffin stood at the edge of the very top of the middle school building. Millions and millions of huge creatures with tusks sticking out of their mouths and razor sharp teeth surrounded him. He looked down once more then for what seemed like hours he suddenly jumped off with the creatures right behind him jumping off as well. Nearly 300 feet in the air now and heading straight down he landed on his feet crushing the gravel with such force that it flew back up into the air and hit the creatures. Four cop cars surrounded the parking lot and a group of officers emerged from the cars with their guns in hand. "Freeze! Kid! We don't want to hurt you!" Michael stood straight up now and slightly tilted his head. "Do it." He demanded. "What? Is this kid nuts?" one officer asked. "I said do it!" Michael screamed then leaped toward the group of officers. An enormous amount of bullets were fired. Time began to slow down somehow and Michael was able to dodge the bullets easily. One struck him on the arm but he pulled it out as fast as possible just as it was making its way through his skin. The sound of more gun chambers clicking was heard very clearly. He did have very good senses now and had gotten used to being blind. Michael's hearing ability had been increased greatly to make-up for his temporary blindness. Bullets were coming from every direction now, faster and faster. He swung his arm out as hard as he could. All the bullets were knocked away including the officers firing them. Everything returned to normal again. The creatures were just now getting back up from the gravel attack. They snorted and coughed very loudly. One of them grabbed a pole from out of the ground and came running towards Michael with it. He could hear the monsters footsteps getting closer as if a bell was being ringed. He quickly ducked as the pole was swung at him and then shot his leg out, tripping the creature to the ground then bringing his leg into the air and back down cracking its neck. They all paused and just stared for a moment. "We Quindores aren't supposed to be outmatched by a mere HUMAN! He must be playing tricks on us! This cannot-!" the leader of the pack screamed but was cut off by Michael's harsh voice. "Why don't you stop chasing me and give up? I'm sure all your soldiers would appreciate you letting them live..." There was silence after this and they all turned and began to walk away except for the leader. He grabbed for his pocket knife and threw it as hard as he could. The blade's whistling through the air hurt Michael's ears and instead of dodging the sound he covered his ears. The blade stuck through his shoulder and he let out a gasp. The Quindores smiled and let out laughs thinking that they had hurt him. Michael suddenly took his hands away from his ears and stood straight up with his arms crossed, smiling. "hehehehe...you didn't really think that would hurt me now, did you?" The Quindores began to back up, their eyes bulging. "What...are...you?" Michael smiled once again, "you'll find out soon enough..." He began walking toward the Quindores when a gigantic crack suddenly appeared in the ground blocking his path. "What the...?" Steaming lava began to pour onto the surface and a red figure appeared. "Enough!" he yelled. At the sound of his voice, everyone, including Michael was slammed back as if gravity had pushed them.

[Vegitenks]

Chapter 9: Lucifer Returns

Michael was stunned by what he saw. It was Lucifer, the evil angel he had seen in his dreams. The tall red figure looked at Michael and began to talk in a scornful voice,"You must be the nuissance I've been hearing about..." Lucifer smiled and crossed his arms. "I don't suppose you're going to be using that Kung Fu nonsense to defeat me, are you?" "You...you're the one I saw in my dreams...but...why?" Lucifer was surprised by Michael's reply. "What are you talking about boy? You saw me in your dreams? How?" Michael began to walk toward Lucifer and stuck his hands out in front of him. "What are you doing!? Don't come near me!" "Why are you afraid?" Michael asked. Lucifer's eyes began to glow a bright yellow and without hesitation he jumped forward and smashed Michael in his metallic rib-cage with his foot, completely crushing it. Michael's eyes seemed to be connected to Lucifer's and would not blink for a second. "Why don't you fight back!?" he yelled. "If you want me to..." Michael began. He teleported with amazing speed behind Lucifer and elbowed him in the back then teleported in front of him and kneed him in the stomach. He gathered blue fire in both hands then brought them together and shot the gigantic ball at Lucifer. The tall red figure seemed to be extremely hurt by this. "ahh..." he sighed as he stumbled backwards, clutching his stomach and face. "What...how...? NOOO!!!!" Suddenly, a man in a dark black cloak appeared. He slung the cloak to the ground revealing his pale-skinned texture tattooed with ancient symbols. It was Scarth. "Michael...leave here...now..." "What?" Michael aksed curiously. "Why?" Scarth shot both hands in the air and began walking toward Lucifer, still clutching his wounds. "Because I don't want you to see it..." "Don't want me to see what?" "JUST GOO!!!!!!!" At the tone of Scarth's voice, Michael backed away. Lucifer, who was trying to stand up, was smashed in the face over and over by Scarth's huge fists. "You!" He yelled as he kneed Lucifer in the stomach "Won't get away!" "WITH THISSSS!!!!!! AAAHHHHHH!!!!!!!!" Just as Scarth sent a powerful kick to Lucifer's stomach, a bright light surrounded the both of them.

[BlackCoven]

I was wondering how you got so many posts
You have awfully short segments so try in the future to keep at least 2 segments/chapters in one post to avoid unnecessary posts. I read the first couple parts, seems pretty interesting, perhaps I will finish it later today...

[Vegitenks]

Thanks for your comments BC and I'll be more careful in the future when posting my stories.

[BlackCoven]

Hey, no problem, glad to ablige

[Vegitenks]

BlackCoven said:

Hey, no problem, glad to ablige

BTW Android 18 looks hot as your avatar. ;D