MALEDICTION (21)
is interesting how much we take from the human body in order to make something else of the same or of even higher quality, and yet why would we stop there? What if we could do the same thing, but with our internal body processes.
Since: Energy can not be created or destroyed based on
THE LAW OF CONSERVATION OF ENERGY!
One is left to wonder do human being have any energy? The simple answer is yes, reason? All internal processes produce energy, when perceived from the outside its known as
CHI
Chi when combined with fragments in the body creates fragment energy.
CHI + FRAGMENTS = FRAGMENT ENERGY!
This energy can also follow the same law of conversion, meaning that is can also do the same processes that normal body cells are able to do, but at a much higher proficiency.
Gil figured this out from watching the youngest use this principal as well. Whatever his move was, it wasn't that he was freakishly strong naturally rather he was enhancing his.
physical capability by converting chemical energy to mechanical energy in his body cells which he then uses to enhance his muscles.
Gil just did the same exact thing, not to the same level of proficiency, but still impressive none the less.
Now his speed had increased four times his original, which wasn't that high to big with honestly. But now he still had an overall advantage especially in distance covered.
"Stop squirming around and get back here." The youngest yelled as he followed with incredible speed. "Sister will not be pleased if I keep playing your little games."
The corridor that was before him was a long one, and also one that had many doors. He had heard of such places, but never thought them to be true. Just how deep did this house extend?
'This house is alive, we all are.'
If what knob said was actually true, then Gil's insane plan might just work out after all.
'But that'll come in later, as for now.'
SCRRRR!
He made an abrupt stop, his shoes skedding across the floor. He then curled his hands into a bowl of sorts. Taking deep breaths he closed his eyes and visualized the flow of blood within his system, where blood flows so do fragments and with fragments comes energy.
After building up enough energy in his legs, he intended to divert it back into his arms.
Clenching his fists he watched as the youngest got into position.
"Again!"
CRATOR: BIG BANG IMPACT!
The youngest launched himself at Gil with all the force in his legs.
"You're dead this time!"
Oh, how wrong he was. With the energy Gil had saved up he accumulated all of it into his fists, which he then raised and somehow someway his punch landed.
While it wasn't enough to launch the youngest back, it seemed to cancel out his momentum, leaving him all but in good condition as he fell onto his knees his eyes rolled to the back of his head.
The part of his face where Gil had punched was lightly charred, indicating that there was something more than just a heavy punch.
'Did I add a bit of lightning?'
That would explain why the youngest had collapsed.
PAP!
He slapped his face.
"Get it together and let's get moving we don't have much time."
He sniffled, that's when he noticed a viscous liquid flowing out of his nose like a leaking fosset.
"Blood?" He touched it and saw that it was red. "I should hurry and free this thing."
He turned and made his way down the hallway.
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BACK TO CATHERINE!
"Don't be afraid, I only want to be your friend." The middle sister explained, "I really need someone to go to the ball with, and my brothers are just too, uncivilized."
Catherine was petrified, she looked into the girls eyes and saw nothing but her own reflection. The girl's hands were soft, especially her palms, the feeling of them touching her sent chill down her spine.
'How?'
"How? Its because I can." She gripped Catherine's cheeks with a smile. "Its always because I can."
"I'm suppose to be dead!" Catherine screamed.
"And dead you are dear girl, but even in death your skin is extremely soft and delicate. Tell me, do you happen to know who else touched your skin?"
Suddenly everything went black, and in the distance Catherine saw a white man, black beard hair receding to the back of his crown and a sadistic smile.
"You have such beautiful brown eyes."
"How… but how, you're suppose to be dead!" Catherine screamed again, but the bishop didn't seemed bothered by this.
"How can you say that, what about our child?"
"No!"
"Yes!"
"NO!"
"Yes Catherine, I know why you killed yourself!"
KNOCK!
The middle sister looked at the door, and unlocking it from the other end was the middle brother, with him the youngest sister.
"How can I help you dear siblings?" She wiped her dress and walked towards the door.
"It would seems as though we might have a problem eliminating the good sir." The middle brother got to the point.
"Is he proving problematic? How so?"
"Well, he seems to have defeated the youngest brother." Answer the middle sister.
"Oh, so he is a witch!" Exclaimed the youngest sister.
"No, something less horrifying. He might be a sorcerer." The middle brother said his concerns which left the middle sister thinking openly to herself.
"What a cheeky little devil the kind sir is, and he made us believe he was stupid and weak. But I suppose it goes both ways now, since we were doing the same thing."
The two nodded.
"Well then, let's go see what we can do."
The two siblings walked away as the youngest sister prepared herself mentally. She turned back and looked at her new plaything, now huddles up into a ball as she rocked back and forth.
"Stay put, I'll go and deal with our little devil."
SHE SLAMMED THE DOOR BEHIND HER AS SHE LEFT.
TO BE CONTINUED!