Chapter 24 A earned Freedom

  The Pegula lifted Furliceo into the air. Furliceo screamed as his veins popped and the power rings burned through the skin. They cut slits in his wrists as they came out of his wrists and into the Pegula's hands along with the pendant. A yellow portal opened beneath Furliceo as he fell into it. Drayer stood at the foot of the army.

  “We have no leader. But, we fear you not, Pegula.” he said.

  The Pegula threw an orange orb into air. Jumping into the air, he caught it. He became naked as a white robe appeared on him. Gray hair covered his head. His eyes turned leafy green. His face was pasty white.

  “Do you fear me now?”

  “Still no.”

  “Then it’s my wrath you must face.”

  The ground shook as the plates beneath the ground moved. It cracked in half as it turned over and all of bloodshed fell into the ocean. Drayer rose into the air. Kursta looked at me.

  “Don’t just stand there. Shoot him!” he said. I shot at him with a beam of light. Drayer turned into a mirror. The beam hit off of him and back towards me.

  “Now, what I’d do?”

  “A combination orb.”

  Me and my brothers shot four gray orbs into the air and they combined into one huge orb. The beam hit into the orb. It absorbed the beam. We all threw the combination orb at Drayer as he fell into the ocean.

  My dad’s orb fell to the ground. Drayer looked at us.

  “You can't be alive, Bradley! Nancy killed you.”He said

  “Only temporarily. The Darkness can’t imprison an innocent soul forever.”Bradley said

  “Doesn’t matter! You’ll die, now!”Drayer said

  Drayer ran towards Bradley with power orbs raised.. I stood in front Bradley.

  “Leave him alone, I’m the one you want.”

  “Skyrid, do you know what you’re doing?”Bradley whispered

  “Yes. I hope so.”I said

  “Fine. Kaiser, take the boy.”Drayer said

  “Stop!”the Pegula said

  Drayer gasped.

  “You’re... the...”

  “Ultimate Sayis? Yes, I am.”

  “What’d you want?”

  “The boy’s Father.”

  “Never. Unless of course, you beat me in a duel.”

  The armies backed up a few steps. The Pegula and Drayer stepped back two steps away from each other. Pegula shot a beam of light and a blue beam towards Drayer out of each of his hands. Drayer jumped to the side to dodge them, and threw a beam of Darkness at them. When the beams hit together, a blue-white orb emerged and hit Drayer unto the ground. He couldn’t get up no matter how hard he tried.

  Drayer’s army split in half again, Pedro hit dad’s s orange orb with a beam of light. The orb broke in half as my dad fell to the ground unconscious.A yellow orb appeared with my pendant inside it. Dropping it into my hands, it disappeared. I ran towards my Father’s body.

  “dad, wake up!”

  He didn’t budge.

  “dad, please! You were right! Furliceo was way too much for me to handle.”

  Tears streamed down my cheeks.

  “dad, I can’t lose you now. You’re all I have left. Forget what I said before, coming to Gailems was the best thing for me.”

  I touched his face. His eyes opened and he coughed hardly.

  “dad?!”

  “Skyrid?”

  I put my arms around him.

  “You’re alive!”

  “So are you! I’m so proud of you.”

  My dad’s face lit up and his chains came off. The ground shook as the ground came back up. A grey portal appeared. Out came a group of Aliens called Hithians(Aliens From Hiton). They looked like us expect they had orange and red rings around their wrists. The rings were twisted into the shape of helix. These Hithians were dressed in gladiator armor and had shield with crosses on them in their right hands and a spear in their left.

  The leader came forward. He was a Striker. General Harnett to be exact. (General Harnett is General Clayton’s big brother)

  “You destroyed our cities and our homes. Now, it is your time to die.” he said.

  “That wasn’t us. That was Furliceo Woolsley and Drayer Jets.” I said.

  “No. Furliceo wouldn’t ever do something like that.” he said.

  Thoughts ran through my mind. Are they blind!? The first attacker was a person with a blue face. Furliceo is the man with the blue face. The second looked exactly like Drayer. So Drayer is the second attacker.

  General Harnett shot a beam of light towards me. I jumped over it. Mitchell turned into my mythical creature form. General Harnett laughed.

  “You don’t scare us, Cithian. “ he said. Mitchell lifted huge ball of Hitonian plates into the air.

  “Do you fear me now?” Mitchell said.

  “A little.” he said. Mitchell lifted seven of those same things into the air and put an orb of light into each of them.

  “Please don’t harm us, Cithian. We’ll retreat on our own.”

  A grey portal opened as they all jumped into it. Mitchell fell to the ground. I ran up to him, touching his face. Mitchell coughed harshly as he looked into my eyes. I helped him up.

  Kursta walked over to me.

  “Chaser needs your help. He’s in spirit prison.”

  “Why?”

  “He was damned because he had never had been baptized.”

  “How can I help?”

  “I want you to be the proxy for his baptism.”

  A grey portal appeared. We all walked into it. We came upon a misty lake. Bradley walked up to me. Chaser’s body laid in a coffin on the other side. Candles went all around it.

  We both jumped into the lake. Bradley put his right hand into the air and I held onto his other hand.

  “Skyrid Crop, I baptize you for and behalf of Chaser Jerricus; who is dead in the name of the Father and the Son and the Holy Ghost.”

  Bradley dunked me into the water. We both walked out of the water. I knelt down on the ground. Bradley placed his hands on my head.

  “According to the baptism which you’ve had, you will embody the true Chaser. The greatest Cithian of our generation is what he was. He embodied what real mankind should act like. He was the last of the goodness in the world. You’ll encounter many wars in your lifetime. But, I bless you to be diligent in your calling and you will lead your armies well. ~ Amen.”

  He got on the Pegula.

  I came up to him.

  “Thanks for everything.”

  “You’re welcome. Remember, sometimes innocent people have to die for Kursta’s purposes to be realized.”

  “I will.”

  I looked at the Pegula.

  “Kursta, take care.”

  They flew away.

  “Dad, where’s Bradley going?”

  “I do not know. Bradley has other worlds to attend to.”

  “Will he come back?”

  “One day he will probably.”

 

 
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