Omnipotence
A searing jet of
flame spewed to my left. I could feel
the intense heat and smelled a deathly rotting stench. Not able to register what those auburn
coloured creatures were, I continued running while trying to put the picture
together. Parts of them glowed as if
fire existed inside their bodies, but the glow was a ghastly green with strands
of black drifting about. Quickly
glancing back, I saw long sharp claws penetrating the concrete and creating
sparks as they scraped the debris around them.
Suddenly, a bright light blinded my view and my body instinctively
reacted, seeking cover before I grasped what was happening. ‘Too late,’ I thought, as I felt a tingling
sensation creeping over my entire body.
Silence enveloped me. Still
conscious, I saw myself somehow as if I were looking into a mirror, except all
was obsidian black except for my pale white figure. Coarse black hair spiked in every direction,
matching onyx eyes stared out from underneath, and before I saw the rest of my
body the image dissipated into the darkness.
Head throbbing, vision returning, I attempted to move when a terrible
chill paralyzed me. I slowly looked at my arms, then my body, and ultimate my
feet. ‘No… it can’t be…’ I thought in horror. I have become one of them.
“AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH”
screamed a man near me as he discovered his transformation.
“Klarsha mic
mahana detara mas” whispered a voice I could not recognize until I realized the
sound came from me. I began losing
control of my body as this entity took over and a surge of power leaped through
me. I understood the creature’s language
and purpose, felt the strength and astounding endurance of this new body… and liked it. Then images of my childhood flashed by; the
beatings, the yelling, the arguing… and I felt at home with this new
entity. I had a family now, these
creatures saw me as their new found leader somehow, and whether my internal
anger fueled and inspired them I have no clue. Determined to take this opportunity to create
a new start, I focused on all the misfortunate events of my life to intensify
my anger. Feeling the monster’s fear and
disbelief, I struggled harder, eager to gain its knowledge and abilities and eventually
managed to overwhelm the other into submission. I absorbed the creature’s wisdom and finished
my transformation. Finally able to see,
I noticed the others were watching, watching with those glowing green eyes with
a newfound respect. Apparently I was
worthy to be their new leader; the previous one had led them into war with
another clan and broke a thousand year old alliance. Our faction, the Sha’rak, had endeavoured to
reform order but was overpowered by the other clan. They fled their homes and
ended up here… in New York of all places.
I observed our surroundings; the formerly
beautiful and bright park was now charred and buildings in ruins. As I turned my attention back to the horde, a
low humming began, vibrating throughout my body. I was
mutating again, this time, thankfully, with less toil. I was their leader, and therefore had to be more
resilient, nimble, and charismatic… if that was even possible. My skin thickened to a plate of armor, enormous
razor sharp wings sprouted from my back, and glowing eloquent patterns revealed
themselves, much more elegant and ornate than the minions waiting before me. Delighted at my impeccable physical form, I
let out a surge of green blaze. The
Sha’rak turned their head upwards and let out a hopeful cry in return. Flexing my muscles, I led the Sha’rak towards
the abyss from where they appeared and descended into the comfort of the warm
earth. The luminescence from our emerald
eyes lit the way as we headed to confront the former leader and restore
alliance Mak’nah.