"Fly"
That's what the Silent Angel wanted him to do. Max had no idea how to, but since his previous incarnation stated it, it felt possible.
Max: But...how..?
The Silent Angel didn't answer, and time resumed again. Sarzar had charged up quite a huge attack on Max. Max still had his eyes activated so he could see that Sazar was aiming right at him. Before he could figure out how to fly, Sarzar had shot a huge lightning bolt directly at Max, who was underneath him.
Max saw the attack arrive slowly, his eyes making it easier for him to process everything in a matter of micro-seconds. And suddenly he felt it. He felt a presence behind him. Someone close to him. Someone who WAS him.
Max's eyes slowly shifted behind him to look at who this person was. The Silent Angel was behind him, his wings wide open, ready to fly. He lifted his right leg, guiding Max to do the same.
Max soon realised that the Silent Angel wasn't real. He was almost translucent. A mere thought. A false memory. Somehow a God-like being had occupied his psyche, guiding him to do stuff that he would. The Angel wasn't physically behind him, but at the back of his mind. Both their bodies started moving in sync. Max moved his body to fly, as if it was his natural instinct, thanks to the Angel.
Max stepped forward leapt in the air and the Angel's wings unfurled. As soon as he was in the air he twisted his body to adjust to the wings and fly away facing the beach's sand.
But Max didn't fly. He fell face down into the mud and the same entered his nostrils. He had still managed to dodge the lightning strike so he barely survived. He git back up spitting all the sand out. He was baffled that he didn't fly. Suddenly the Silent Angel was nowhere. He turned to see Sarzar redirecting the lightning strike towards him, aiming to destroy the blue eyed menace.
Max: Oh come on!!!
Sarzar was right over him. The lightning strike was huge. The blue light flashed all over the town and edge of the town. It was visible all the way towards Sigurd's Delicacies. Sigurd stood outside watching the flashing lights. The common folk feared Sarzar charging at them for vengeance. They were hopeful yet terrified.
Commoner: What will happen to us...?
The old woman cried ..the tears dropping down on her aging cheeks. Sigurd comforted her by placing an arm around her shoulders.
Sigurd: Do not worry...it'll be all right soon...SOON.
Sigurd looked towards the flashes...hoping for a good outcome and Max winning. Sigurd was sure that it was Max fighting Sarzar, despite not seeing it.
Sarzar had done it, he believed. His lightning strike was a long and effective one. Max should have been burnt to a crisp even if he had used his left arm to shield himself. Sarzar's smile soon faded immediately when he saw all the lightning slowly vanishing in a circular motion as Max had a hand stretched out upwards, equipped with a black hole.
Max: Didn't you know, bruv? Black holes don't let anything escape....even light.
Max threw the Black Hole at him, hoping it would hit his mark. But Sarzar dodged it fast, turning himself into lightning. He split himself up and went left and right, as the Black Hole travelled in between him, destroying even more light in the process. This was slightly effective as when Sarzqr rearranged himself a part of his knee was bleeding as the attack did technically hit him.
Sarzar: What?
Max got back up. He realised that no matter how many black hole attacks he used it would be ineffective if Sarzar was always in the air. The Black Hole he had used had vanished, and he was running out of energy. He knew how to fly....thanks to having the instincts of the Silent Angel. But he did not possess wings in any way. So it was a useless trait to learn. But he still HAD to fly. There was no other choice. He had to use his star based attacks to come up with a way to fly. His Black Holes that suck in all matter was no way useful in that regard. And that's when it hit him.
***
Back during his days with his siblings, he would be fascinated with space. He would ask his older sister, Alicia about the stars. Alicia was the smartest of the bunch, so she would give him knowledge about spelace that she had seen in encyclopedias.
Max: So...like Black holes aren't real right? Scientists just think they exist right?
Alicia: What..? No. Black Holes are very real, I believe. Scientists have even photographed it. It's very difficult to photograph something that takes away light, you know. Even our galaxy has a HUUUGGEEE black hole in the middle.
Max: Oh...!
Alicia: But, as far as I know, white holes are still theoretical
Max: Wait! There are white holes too???
Alicia snickered seeing her brother's curiosity sky rocket.
Alicia: Yupp, they do....according to most scientists atleast.
Max eyes lit up in fascination.
Max: What is it that they do? Do they suck in all matter , like a black hole?
Alicia smiled.
Alicia: Nope...even better. They repel all stuff at incredible speeds! They are like opposites....but ya no one knows if it exists or not anyway...
As the voice faded away, Max came back to reality.
***
Max: That's it!!
He looked at his left arm, that looked like a night sky. He had tiny dots on his arm that looked like stars. He often used this hand to bring in stars, supernovas and even black holes. If he could bring in anything, then he should be able to find it. And it will be helpful.
He used his arm and screamed in agony as the night sky in his arm shifted in different speeds searching for the one thing he wanted.
Sarzar readied another attack directly at Max. But this time, the lightning was split away in multiple directions, before it hit him. Sarzar was confused.
The lightning strike multiplied in the sky, never touching the ground. People all over the town could see the light in the sky for a second. A lightning strike hit the lighthouse right next to the window where the old lady was standing. She snickered again.
Sarzar: What...in the name of..?
Max: God?
Max got up on his feet with a white hole in his arm. It was spinning like crazy pushing away everything. It was small, but effective. But it took a huge toll on his body. Also the gravitation pushing him away was too strong. His arms were weak and he eventually left it as it flew in the air towards Sarzar. But it didn't damage him in anyway. It just pushed him away.
Max realised that the white hole wasn't vanishing that fast...it was still rotating in the air and went wherever he wanted it to go. He could control it with his mind. Sarzar laughed.
Sarzar: Is this your secret weapon? Pushing me away??
Sarzar continued laughing, but Max smiled to himself.
Max: I think you are mistaken. One white hole wasn't enough. So...
Max stretched his palm out. It hurt him like living hell, but he brought another white hole.
Max: And these aren't weapons. They are....utility items.
Max smiled as he jumped up. Both his white holes went below his feet, one for each foot, and it propelled him upwards. Since he can control them and place them in the direction below his feet always, it was easy to go higher. And thanks to the Angel instincts, he could FLY.
Max flew up in the air and immediately punched Sarzar in the face.