《The Creator's Bloodline》Blessed week, Day 5(#3)
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Outside the hospital room, there was a nurse who was talking to a doctor as they walked towards the hospital room where Meghan and the rest were. Upon opening the room, both the nurse and the doctor were greeted with a blast of violent glory. It was so violent, that it literally sent both the nurse and the doctor flying across the hall.
In shock and daze, the both of them didn't know what to do or say. They just laid peacefully on the ground and watched helplessly. Shortly after, other patients opened their room doors only to see the doctor and nurse helpless on the ground as part of their clothes were torn in pieces.
Seeing this, some people rushed to get help as they thought the hospital was under attack. Picking their phones to call for help, the whole hall was filled with shouts and screams of help.
"Help! Help! The hospital is under attack! Floor 10, we are under attack! Please, get someone here quickly! A doctor and nurse were attacked, they are on the ground almost dying!" One of the patients said as she called the emergency line.
One after another, all sorts of vehicles surrounded the hospital. There were some flying cars in the air which said, 'Special forces' across the body of the vehicles. On the ground, there were some trucks and police vehicles which surrounded the whole hospital also!
Not long after, legions of armies and hospital guards were rushing towards the 10th floor. As they marched, the vibration of their steps could be felt from every side of the hospital!
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Inside the hospital room,
The vibration from the police and special forces brought David back to his senses. Looking outside, he saw the fleet of police cars which surrounded the whole hospital. Knowing Jedidiah was the cause of all of this, he mentally contacted his brother, Alex for help.
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Alex was an elder in his family sect. Although his father is the gateman, this never stopped his passion to become better. Growing up in abject poverty, Alex always hated the condition of his family. That being said, he always worked hard to make sure that he was the best in all he did. Taken in by a grand elder, Alex worked harder every day until he finally defied all odds. He was the first elder to be unanimously voted in by other elders.
Alex was currently inside a pavilion talking to his disciple, whom he loved and trained like his son. While talking, Alex's ears perched up. His smiling face quickly changed to an angry warmth filled face. Without waiting for his disciple to finish talking, Alex turned into a streamer of light as he flew away extremely fast!
As he flew away, his helpless disciple was speechless. He didn't know whether to follow his master or not. After knowing his master for a while, he knew what pissed him up. Left with no other choice, he could only helplessly wait until the next time his master called him.
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20 minutes later, Alex finally arrived near the hospital.
Looking at the police cars flying in the air and on the ground, Alex decided to walk towards the hospital to reduce suspicion. On the ground, everywhere around the hospital was barricaded by the special force officers, Barbed wires were placed and armed officers were posted around the entrance and exit doors.
In front of the barbed wires were oceans of people. These people were from all walks of life and backgrounds. Some were the family members of the patients in the hospital. Some were the parents of the patients and more. All of them wanted one thing in common, to see their family members. Luckily for Alex, he wasn't normal. He was a martial arts cultivator, and as a martial arts cultivator, he had superior speed and strength compared to others. Walking through the congregation, Alex noticed that the officers weren't allowing people to enter the hospital.
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In the middle of the congregation, there was a path in which only the patients cleared from the hospitals were allowed to exit the building. As for the others, they weren't allowed to pass through this path. Looking at this path, Alex ran with all his might into the hospital. It was extremely fast! From the perspective of onlookers, they couldn't see anyone except for a violent rush of wind which blew across them!
Inside the hospital, there were people literally everywhere! Each one was trying to get out of the hospital to be reunited with their family members outside! One can just imagine the struggle Alex went through as he transverse through the crowd as he was heading towards the 10th floor.
10 minutes. It took Alex 10 minutes to get through the crowd and arrive at the 10th floor. As expected, he managed to beat the legions of officers to David and Meghan's hospital room. Inside, Meghan was still perplexed at what she saw. Only after a few seconds did the kids notice their uncle entering the room, did David and Maghan finally feel relieved.
"Uncle! Uncle Alex, you made it! Something happened to the Jedidiah!! Not long after my mom named him, something came out of him and he started floating in the air!" Amelia said as she ran happily to her uncle's embrace.
Looking at Jedidiah, Alex was speechless.
"David, Meghan, what happened? How can a baby do this? Is he a…" Alex asked
"Yes, Alex. Yes, he is one of the chosen heirs of the Creator! Don't say anything! Right now, I need you to take my son to safety. You know the kids are young and haven't built their foundation. That being said, I have to stay back and protect both them and Meghan." David said as he looked sternly into Alex's eyes.
Just before Alex was about to respond, Meghan chimed in and said, "Alex, please, quickly go and take my son away. When you go, search for my family and tell them what has happened if we don't make it out. Tell my sister, Mary, that I love her. Both of you are the only ones we can trust. Take care of him, teach him about us, and tell him we love him so much!"
After that, Alex looked at David as he took his time to process everything that was happening.
"Okay…I'll do it. Just stay safe" Alex sighed helplessly.
With that, he hugged everyone as he knew this may be the last time he would get to see them again. If he is lucky, he may meet them imprisoned or killed because they are the family of a newborn heir.
Knowing what to do, Alex gently took Jedidiah from the pillar of glory and wrapped him in his warm embrace. He then turned around to look at everyone once again. Looking at everyone, a tear fell from his right eye. He knew fully within himself this was the last time he would get to see his brother and his nieces and nephew again. He didn't want to leave, he wanted to stay and fight, but he knew the same fate would await him if he did.
"Take care of yourselves, I love you all" Alex said as he quickly ran out of the room.
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