《A laid back thief》Chapter 2 Hunting Rabbits
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What felt like over a day has passed, I'm still flying over the clouds so it's hard to see what region of alcamia I would be in. There are 7 diverse regions on the continent home to each of the 7 races. But with these clouds in the way it was impossible to tell. Aside from the Gelo Airlines jet I saw as I woke up. Still no word from the necklace demon. I couldn't think of a better name. When I tried to sense him, or her, I could only sense a dormant evil radiating from the spot of the black gemstone. Until I heard a yawn coming from inside of my mind.
“Sup vessel”. Even without seeing him physically I knew he was taking a stretch after a long nap. “I am not your “vessel”. I spoke. “Well to me you are, I don't even know your name. You just unluckily, or maybe luckily become the vessel for the Nipyhen of Power. But you can call me Nyle.” “A what? Ny-fin?” “Don't tell me you skipped history class. We are… were the rulers of the 7 races. Until Father sealed us away.” I was very confused about what he was talking about. I had no clue what a Nipyhen was. “What is-” he cut me short and said “Primordial being, we were to hold order but with power comes greed, and corruption. We ended up fighting each other and almost destroying the universe. Father came and stopped all of us and now were prisoned in these items you humans sell or show at museums.”
“Oh and by the way, what is your name vessel?” I hated the way he said vessel, it's like he looks down on me. “My name is Marco Amiel.” “Interesting name for a vessel, I mean Marco.” “If you call me a vessel one more time I'll break this little stone you're in.” “Yeh like you could break this. I've been trying for eons and even in my weakened state I could still beat at least 1000 average humans. “Well prisons are supposed to be harder to break out of. It could be easier for me to just get a big rock and get to smashing.” “If you were to do that, you'd end up only hurting yourself” he said with a chuckle. “Why?” “The whole vessel thing, I am you. This gem will soon disperse, and my Ki will integrate into your soul. Obviously, I won't let you tap into it unless I think I'm going to die. Think of my power as hmmm not good with names. Super Ultra Mega Killer Power! That is the coolest thing I've ever heard in my life. I had a sparkle in my eyes when I heard that. Just thinking about fighting people with my Super Ultra Mega Killer Power. I let smirk. “Anyways I'm tired I'm going back to my nap.” “What?! No don't” He never responded back to me. I looked at the black stone and the tattoos around it seemed to be spreading but also are fading away. They've stretched to about the tips of my right arm and to my hips. The bright golden aura that covered my body was still there. Thoughts of my sister and my mother flooded. My number 1 priority is to find my sister. I don't like to believe it, but mom is dead. That man punched right through her. I want to also get revenge and kill that man the same way he killed my mother.
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Then I saw it. A floating island? It had a temple you'd only see in history books and a giant forest covering the whole thing. There seemed to be lights coming from the right side of the island. Could people be living here? The golden aura seemingly just vanished from my body and my body started to fall. I was scared shitless. I had no time to think. Gather wind around my body to slow my descent. I was reaching the treetops. Still falling way too fast, I was reaching my overclock limit, but I was going to fall and hit the ground hard anyway. So, I turned it up a notch, but to my surprise I didn't overclock. I was falling just slow enough I wouldn't die. Maybe a broken bone. But a genius idea came to my head. I'll shoot a blast of wind at the last second and instantly slow down. Beginning to condense wind into my palms, facing headfirst to the ground I was 10 feet from the ground, and I let out a blast of wind. Almost perfectly stopping me. Releasing my spell, I feel the rest of the way hitting my face. I was surrounded by 200 feet giant trees. I looked around and It was completely dark. The sun set like an hour ago. I started to make my way through the expansive forest.
I turned around and there was a sword facing my neck. A kid about my age with long black hair and broad shoulders and a sleek jawline. His sword with an edge of pure red and a sleek curve of the katana. He was accompanied by a black kid about my age holding a pillow looking very sleepy.
“Leo just killed the intruder so I can go back to sleep.” They were planning on killing me?! I had to escape. I can't die here. “Who are you?” The man named Leo said. Frightened by his stern voice I said, “My name is Marco Amiel” He looked surprised, and I took that time to make a dash. I made a gust of wind to blast me away, almost hitting a tree.
‘Get him Ty.” He spoke. The black kid's hand opened, and a gun emerged out of thin air”!
“Don't worry I won't use real bullets Leo” A little calmer after he said they won't be real bullets.
He started firing. I hid behind a rock just in time. The bullets he shot just ricocheted off the rock but still cracked pieces off. I made a run for it running in zig zags between the trees. Glad he was tired otherwise he would have hit every shot.
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I could hear the older one scolding him. “Sorry Leo, I'm just tired,” he said. Even me being an elemental magic user I don't know the first thing about fighting. They were gaining on me. The guy with the sword with what looked like 3 steps didn't just catch up on me he was ahead of me.
“Stop right there!” I gathered wind in my palms and blasted myself above him. I landed on a tree branch. I started to jump from branch to branch. I had no clue where to go but I guess my number one option would be to just jump off the Island. I saw where the forest stopped, and the ground ended. But as soon as I landed on the next branch, a slide right in between my legs cut the branch down. Barely out of his grasp I kicked him with a wind enhanced speed. I had learned how to increase the speed of myself when I sneaked into a zoo late at night to steal a baby monkey. God that was scary. Still scared of that one monkey who threw his poop instead of stone at me. My kick landed but it didn't really hurt him. I also started falling down. Tendrils of wind gathered around and used them to grab onto another branch. But then a sharp pain followed by a wild knockback hit me. The boy named Ty landed a hit right on my back.
“Nice one Ty!” I flew so far, he was going to do the work for me. I flew right off the edge.
“Wait, not nice one Ty!” I was free falling again. Until I just stopped. I was being held by the collar of a middle-aged man, maybe 30 or 40. His hair was solid gray but not old man gray.
“You almost died, nephew. Let me welcome you to your new home.’ Nephew? Only uncles I knew were dead. “You're not my uncle, all of mine are dead.” “Well, I had to “die” for a job I'm doing. What shocked me more was that he was flying. “What surprised you're not the only one who can fly? I have gravity magic. That's the reason this Island is flying in the air as well.
He landed on the ground and dropped me on the dirt. We were outside a giant cabin.
“You are being here means bad things happened to my Leah, I mean your mom. I Wouldn't think he’d want just an elemental. But he is very mysterious. Oh, I totally forgot my name is Polo, Polo Amiel. You know me and you were named after the greatest adventure of all time.” Well actually Uncle Polo, Mom didn't die because of my wind magic, I don't know how you even knew.” He cut me short “We knew since your birth silly.” Surprised, I continued what I was saying. “They chased me” I took off my shirt. I showed him the tattoos that came from the black stone around my throat. “Oh god… You’re a vessel for a Niyphen… That makes a lot more sense why she’d send you here instead of mom and dad. Well welcome aboard” Coming out woods were the two boys. “Hey uhm… We're both sorry!” They said in unison. “Uh it's okay I didn't know my uncle was your guy. “Teacher, and you’re my newest student.” my uncle said
The other two boys' eyes glowed and they gave me the look of “Oh boy he's in for it. '' Uncle Polo gave me a pat on the back that could easily kill a small squirrel. “Let's start the beginning of training 3.” I'll meet you 3 at the temple.
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