|Running and Hiding
Author: Booklooker PM
This is a dream I had. It ties in with my other series- The Curse of Ezekiel Mantavio. Generations after Ezekiel Mantavio, the Great Hero is divided into three persons. The new Great Heroes are on the run from the oppressive government run by an evil nonmortal. If you don't know what I'm talking about, read Friends and Enemies, another series I'm working on. Read and Review bothRated: Fiction T - English - Drama/Adventure - Chapters: 14 - Words: 8,780 - Reviews: 49 - Favs: 2 - Follows: 2 - Updated: 08-20-12 - Published: 07-06-12 - id: 3039288
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Johnny: Chapter 12- Adiós to Who Knows Where
Energizers surrounded me. I didn't know what I could do. I still didn't know multiple spells. They started shooting lightning at me. I pointed my wand up. Then, as I moved my wand to each side of the towering buildings, I yelled, "Destructus. Destructus."
Tons of rubble fell to the ground. They tried blowing it up with lightning, but there was too much of it. It fell right on top of them, crushing them all.
Feeling the ordeal was over I wondered over to one of the motorcycles. It looked so nice. I jumped on top of it. Feeling the chrome and the leather meeting in perfect harmony, I sat back. I looked over to the rubble piles. Then, all of a sudden, an arm pops out of the pile. This repeated itself in other locations. Until, I was staring at the same people who were probably going to take me to be killed. There was one difference this time they were angrier.
They all stood ready to kill me. One; however, yelled, "Stop! Now is not the time to kill him!"
They started to whine but he held his ground. I relaxed as I thought they were planning on letting me go. "Our mission is to only capture him."
My heart rate went up as I had to decide what to do. Should I sprint away as fast as I could, or should I stand and fight. I chose to run away. I kept a fast pace as I left the narrow street and ran into a large square.
The square must have been the size of several football fields. It was very ornate and it was filled with history. I looked over to the plaque. "Here is the spot where Ezekiel Mantavio once gave his famous 'It is better to die fighting than live surrendering' speech. At that moment, a force, opposing my own, made me turn and fight. I can't really explain it. I lost control of my actions and began fighting.
My enemies were very close. I obeyed the mysterious force. I held up my wand. Suddenly, I was yelling spells, I'd never known before. "Diarmo! Proactador!" and others. Then, I used the same spells repeated by my parents. "Muerto! Vaporizario!" The effects of those were the worst. Those hit with those spells faced instant death or vaporization.
Eventually, I realized (and the mysterious force) that our attempts were useless. There were way too many of them. In desperation, I pointed my wand up in the air and yelled, "Adiós!" I didn't know what was happening, but it was probably better than what was about to happen here. I vanished from the battle ground.