Re: The Ancient’s Son - Chapter 17
Posted: 02 Jan 2016 13:12
Chapter 17
Jared was standing in front of the console in his ship making a report to Harei.
“So how has Arkanon been doing?” Harei asked.
“Well, it’s been two years since that incident with Jetark, and his mental state seems to be healthy. He’s been sparring with Jetark, Veld and Berok. They seem to be his closest friends.” Jared answered.
“That’s good. You didn’t mention that he and Jetark were close friends before.”
“I didn’t? My bad. After their initial meeting, it’s turned out for the better. Arkanon told me that his friendship between Veld and Jetark was tense for the first few months, but they gradually began to grow closer together.”
“I’m happy that Arkanon was able to find friends.”
“Harei, about what you told me before, is it possible?”
“Hm? About what?”
“About Arkanon.”
“It’s very possible. The strength he has is comparable to the first generation of guardians, the half-bloods.”
“So, he is…”
“Yes, he most likely is an Ancient’s son.”
Arkanon, Veld and Jetark were out in the dueling grounds. Arkanon and Veld stood together, facing against Jetark on the opposite side of them.
“Alright, Arkanon. So here’s what we do. I’ll rush at his left side, you take the right.” Veld whispered to Arkanon.
“But isn’t his left side weaker?” Arkanon asked.
“Yes, it is, now let’s go!” Veld charged forward.
“Hey, wait, you asshole! Making someone younger than you take on something harder!” Arkanon followed after Veld.
“Hm. Come. You won’t beat me.” Jetark said with confidence.
“Oh yeah? Try this!” Veld jumped at Jetark’s left side and kicked with both his legs, trying to knock him over.
Jetark bent his knees and took the blow head on. When Veld’s kick landed, he withstood it with ease. Jetark countered by grabbing onto one of Veld’s leg. He swung Veld in wide arc and threw him in Arkanon’s direction.
“Oh, why meeeeeee!” Veld cried out.
Arkanon only narrowed his eyes and knocked Veld aside with a swipe of his left arm.
“You fucker!” Veld yelled as he was knocked away by Arkanon.
Arkanon grinned a little hearing Veld yell. He reached Jetark and infused his body with energy. Little bolts of white lightning covered his whole body. He then punched towards Jetark with his right hand, using his full strength. Jetark also punched towards Arkanon with his left hand, and their fists collided. The ground under them cracked from the power of the punches. Arkanon and Jetark stood like that for a few seconds when a cracking sound came from both of their hands. Arkanon winced and pulled back his hand. He looked down and saw the skin on his knuckle was broken and his hand was limp.
“Seems we both broke our hands from that. Although mine can still function.” Jetark said while looking at the cracks in his left hand.
“It must be nice, not having a skeleton.” Arkanon said while he covered his right hand with his left and healed it.
“Some think so. However, we’re dulled to simple pain like this. Therefore we usually tend to be a little more reckless. But if we were to lose a limb or something, then the pain we experience is far worse than anything you’ll feel.”
“Why is it like that?”
“I don’t know. It’s how our bodies work.”
“It isn’t explained anywhere?”
“I’m sure one of the books explains it in some complex way, but I never bothered to look it up.”
As Arkanon was about to speak, a fist came down and smacked Arkanon on the top of his head.
“That’s for smacking me instead of catching me!” Veld’s voice came from behind Arkanon. He then walked up to Jetark. “And this is for throwing me!” Veld kicked Jetark in the leg. Veld’s face then cramped up with pain. He then hopped away while grabbing at his foot.
“Are you okay there?” Jetark looked down at Veld.
“I’m sure he’s fine.” Arkanon said, chuckling and rubbing where Veld hit him.
“Mother fucker, it hurts!” Veld cursed loudly. “What the hell is your body made of?”
“Stone.” Jetark said flatly.
“Bull shit!”
“You should’ve known better than to kick Jetark.” Arkanon said.
“I bet if you did it, you’d be fine.” Veld whined.
“I wouldn’t be too badly hurt if I infused my body, but I would still get hurt. Now stop being a cry baby.”
“Who’s a cry baby?”
“You are.”
“Bah, I’m just vocal about things that are on my mind.”
“So complaining is on your mind most of the time.”
“Shut up!”
“I don’t mean to interrupt you two, but I’m going to take my leave.” Jetark said out loud.
“Alright, I’ll probably head back too.” Arkanon said and stretched his arms above his head.
“Hey, are you two really going to abandon me?” Veld asked.
“Yep.” Arkanon and Jetark replied at the same time.
“You guys are assholes. Fine. Go. I don’t need you two.” Veld said while acting hurt.
“Alright, see you later Veld, see you Jetark.” Arkanon waved his hand to them before walking off.
Arkanon walked back to his cabin and went inside. He went and took a shower, put on new clothes and fell asleep on his bed.
Two years have passed since Arkanon and Veld met Jetark and Arkanon talked to Harei about his problem.
His life has so far returned to its daily routine, except Jetark has become Arkanon and Veld’s friend. Arkanon and the others usually train together during the day, from sparring to training their bodies to joining together to come up with different ways of using energy. At night, Arkanon would meet up with Berok and usually spar against him. At times, they would try using energy against each other, but not to the point where they were actually hurting each other.
With the help of the three, Arkanon devised a new method of using energy. He would summon the energy from his arms and gather it at his hands. He would then slam the ground and send it underground to come up and form around the target. The target would have a lightning sphere form around them, trapping them within. Arkanon would only be able to maintain this energy prison of sorts for a short period of time. He theorized that once he got stronger, he would be able to do more with it, such as strike the target within the sphere.
Arkanon also improved his energy ball and was able to expand his lightning gauntlets. When he threw it at a target now, he could cause it to pull in everything around it in a very small radius. The first time he tested it on a target, it imploded on itself and the entire top half crumpled.
For the gauntlets, Arkanon trained up to the point where he could summon them up to his shoulders, covering his arms completely. He had Jetark test them by having him hit Arkanon straight on with the energy armor on. Once he took the hit, Arkanon barely felt anything and was only forced back a few steps. After that, the energy armor dissipated since a large majority of it was used to absorb Jetark’s hit. Arkanon was happy with the results.
As for the others, Jetark was able to form a wind wall that was impossible to get through, Veld was able to shoot little liquid balls like shotgun blasts from his fingers and Berok was able to make a flame geyser that incinerated a small area. Arkanon was happy to see his friends making progress in their training as well.
Inside Mith’s cabin, Grie was desperately pleading with Mith.
“Hey, Mith, don’t do this. That Arkanon kid ain’t worth it.” Grie said.
“Not worth it? That fucking shit eating kid has completely fucked up my life here!” Mith yelled angrily.
“But going to kill him? Isn’t this where we draw the line, Mith?”
“Grie, you’re going to help me or you’re going to get the fuck out of my cabin.”
“Mith, please, you’re one of my best friends! Forget about Arkanon!”
“I’ll only forget about him after I gut his ass.”
“But you’ll be imprisoned after this!”
“Not if they don’t find out.”
“They always know what’s happening though. They always watch us.”
“No, no they won’t find me. I’ll run and hide until this is all over. Arkanon is just one person. They won’t make a big fuss over it.”
Grie could hear the madness in Mith’s voice. “Mith, I’ll beg you one last time, please stop!”
Mith turned around backhanded Grie, knocking him down. “Get the fuck out of my cabin. It’s still a few hours until he gets up, and I want to make sure I’m prepared. Also, don’t you dare warn anyone of this, otherwise I’ll kill you next.”
Grie got back up and rubbed where Mith hit him. “Fine then, if you really want to throw your life away for petty revenge, I won’t stop you. Go ahead and try to kill Arkanon, I won’t tell anyone.”
“Try? He’s as good as dead.”
Arkanon found himself back in the dark void inside his mind, and standing in front of him was his doppelganger.
“Hi, friend.” The doppelganger said with a malicious, wide smile on his face.
Arkanon narrowed his eyes as he glared at his second self. “What do you want?”
“Why so hostile? I merely wanted to talk.”
“I have no interest in anything you have to say. Now let me go.”
“Not so fast. I have some interesting things that you might want to hear about.”
Arkanon gritted his teeth. “Fine then, speak.”
“Well, you could ask nicely, you know?”
“Like I’d ever speak to you kindly.”
“You know, it’s rather rude to be so hateful towards yourself.”
“You are not me. I don’t know what the hell you are.”
“But I am you. I’m Arkanon Leyan, and so are you. Our lives are linked together. If I die, you die. If you die, I die.”
“Is this the supposed ‘interesting thing’ you wanted to tell me about?”
“It’s one of them. What I really want to let you know is I hold a majority of your power.”
Arkanon’s face cramped up. “What do you mean?”
“I’m saying that if there ever comes a time when the opponent you’re fighting is too strong, you can rely on me. You have to willingly allow me to take direct control of your body, have your mind at its limits or be on the verge of death.”
“Thanks for telling me how to never let you get in control.”
“You say so, but you can’t always control everything. There will most likely come a time when you’ll need me. I’m only informing you of how I can come to and help. Just know that I value my life more than that of your friends. If there comes a time when I need to leave them behind to save us, I’ll do it without hesitation. So try to keep us out of trouble.”
“I don’t need you telling me that.”
“You always seem to attract trouble, so I was merely giving a warning.”
“Since you only seem to value yours and my life, why did you heal Veld after Jetark attacked us?”
The doppelganger’s face had an annoyed look. “You still have a bit of influence, even after I take over, so it felt like the right thing to do. It was like a constant itch and it wouldn’t go away until I did it. What a pain.” The doppelganger looked up and a sneer formed on his face. “Out of time already, huh? Also, when we next meet, refer to me as ‘dark Arkanon’, it makes it easier to define which Arkanon is which.”
“But I’ll never see you again. That I promise.”
“Then that’s a shitty promise, because it’ll be broken soon enough.”
Arkanon awoke with a start. His body was sweaty and he felt uncomfortable, like something wasn’t right. He got up, went to the bathroom and washed his face off. ‘Berok is probably waiting for me, I should get out there soon.’ Arkanon thought to himself. He stepped out of the bathroom, went and grabbed his cloak and was heading outside.
As he opened the door, a fist came and struck him in the head. Dazed, Arkanon grabbed at his head and stepped back. A dagger then struck out and sliced Arkanon from his right shoulder to his left hip. Arkanon jumped back as blood sprayed out of his wound. Clenching his teeth from the pain, Arkanon look up and saw Mith closing the door behind him and locking it.
Mith’s face was twisted in madness, his eyes wide open and a crazed smile on his face. “Die, you shitty brat.” He muttered and jumped forward.
Jared was standing in front of the console in his ship making a report to Harei.
“So how has Arkanon been doing?” Harei asked.
“Well, it’s been two years since that incident with Jetark, and his mental state seems to be healthy. He’s been sparring with Jetark, Veld and Berok. They seem to be his closest friends.” Jared answered.
“That’s good. You didn’t mention that he and Jetark were close friends before.”
“I didn’t? My bad. After their initial meeting, it’s turned out for the better. Arkanon told me that his friendship between Veld and Jetark was tense for the first few months, but they gradually began to grow closer together.”
“I’m happy that Arkanon was able to find friends.”
“Harei, about what you told me before, is it possible?”
“Hm? About what?”
“About Arkanon.”
“It’s very possible. The strength he has is comparable to the first generation of guardians, the half-bloods.”
“So, he is…”
“Yes, he most likely is an Ancient’s son.”
Arkanon, Veld and Jetark were out in the dueling grounds. Arkanon and Veld stood together, facing against Jetark on the opposite side of them.
“Alright, Arkanon. So here’s what we do. I’ll rush at his left side, you take the right.” Veld whispered to Arkanon.
“But isn’t his left side weaker?” Arkanon asked.
“Yes, it is, now let’s go!” Veld charged forward.
“Hey, wait, you asshole! Making someone younger than you take on something harder!” Arkanon followed after Veld.
“Hm. Come. You won’t beat me.” Jetark said with confidence.
“Oh yeah? Try this!” Veld jumped at Jetark’s left side and kicked with both his legs, trying to knock him over.
Jetark bent his knees and took the blow head on. When Veld’s kick landed, he withstood it with ease. Jetark countered by grabbing onto one of Veld’s leg. He swung Veld in wide arc and threw him in Arkanon’s direction.
“Oh, why meeeeeee!” Veld cried out.
Arkanon only narrowed his eyes and knocked Veld aside with a swipe of his left arm.
“You fucker!” Veld yelled as he was knocked away by Arkanon.
Arkanon grinned a little hearing Veld yell. He reached Jetark and infused his body with energy. Little bolts of white lightning covered his whole body. He then punched towards Jetark with his right hand, using his full strength. Jetark also punched towards Arkanon with his left hand, and their fists collided. The ground under them cracked from the power of the punches. Arkanon and Jetark stood like that for a few seconds when a cracking sound came from both of their hands. Arkanon winced and pulled back his hand. He looked down and saw the skin on his knuckle was broken and his hand was limp.
“Seems we both broke our hands from that. Although mine can still function.” Jetark said while looking at the cracks in his left hand.
“It must be nice, not having a skeleton.” Arkanon said while he covered his right hand with his left and healed it.
“Some think so. However, we’re dulled to simple pain like this. Therefore we usually tend to be a little more reckless. But if we were to lose a limb or something, then the pain we experience is far worse than anything you’ll feel.”
“Why is it like that?”
“I don’t know. It’s how our bodies work.”
“It isn’t explained anywhere?”
“I’m sure one of the books explains it in some complex way, but I never bothered to look it up.”
As Arkanon was about to speak, a fist came down and smacked Arkanon on the top of his head.
“That’s for smacking me instead of catching me!” Veld’s voice came from behind Arkanon. He then walked up to Jetark. “And this is for throwing me!” Veld kicked Jetark in the leg. Veld’s face then cramped up with pain. He then hopped away while grabbing at his foot.
“Are you okay there?” Jetark looked down at Veld.
“I’m sure he’s fine.” Arkanon said, chuckling and rubbing where Veld hit him.
“Mother fucker, it hurts!” Veld cursed loudly. “What the hell is your body made of?”
“Stone.” Jetark said flatly.
“Bull shit!”
“You should’ve known better than to kick Jetark.” Arkanon said.
“I bet if you did it, you’d be fine.” Veld whined.
“I wouldn’t be too badly hurt if I infused my body, but I would still get hurt. Now stop being a cry baby.”
“Who’s a cry baby?”
“You are.”
“Bah, I’m just vocal about things that are on my mind.”
“So complaining is on your mind most of the time.”
“Shut up!”
“I don’t mean to interrupt you two, but I’m going to take my leave.” Jetark said out loud.
“Alright, I’ll probably head back too.” Arkanon said and stretched his arms above his head.
“Hey, are you two really going to abandon me?” Veld asked.
“Yep.” Arkanon and Jetark replied at the same time.
“You guys are assholes. Fine. Go. I don’t need you two.” Veld said while acting hurt.
“Alright, see you later Veld, see you Jetark.” Arkanon waved his hand to them before walking off.
Arkanon walked back to his cabin and went inside. He went and took a shower, put on new clothes and fell asleep on his bed.
Two years have passed since Arkanon and Veld met Jetark and Arkanon talked to Harei about his problem.
His life has so far returned to its daily routine, except Jetark has become Arkanon and Veld’s friend. Arkanon and the others usually train together during the day, from sparring to training their bodies to joining together to come up with different ways of using energy. At night, Arkanon would meet up with Berok and usually spar against him. At times, they would try using energy against each other, but not to the point where they were actually hurting each other.
With the help of the three, Arkanon devised a new method of using energy. He would summon the energy from his arms and gather it at his hands. He would then slam the ground and send it underground to come up and form around the target. The target would have a lightning sphere form around them, trapping them within. Arkanon would only be able to maintain this energy prison of sorts for a short period of time. He theorized that once he got stronger, he would be able to do more with it, such as strike the target within the sphere.
Arkanon also improved his energy ball and was able to expand his lightning gauntlets. When he threw it at a target now, he could cause it to pull in everything around it in a very small radius. The first time he tested it on a target, it imploded on itself and the entire top half crumpled.
For the gauntlets, Arkanon trained up to the point where he could summon them up to his shoulders, covering his arms completely. He had Jetark test them by having him hit Arkanon straight on with the energy armor on. Once he took the hit, Arkanon barely felt anything and was only forced back a few steps. After that, the energy armor dissipated since a large majority of it was used to absorb Jetark’s hit. Arkanon was happy with the results.
As for the others, Jetark was able to form a wind wall that was impossible to get through, Veld was able to shoot little liquid balls like shotgun blasts from his fingers and Berok was able to make a flame geyser that incinerated a small area. Arkanon was happy to see his friends making progress in their training as well.
Inside Mith’s cabin, Grie was desperately pleading with Mith.
“Hey, Mith, don’t do this. That Arkanon kid ain’t worth it.” Grie said.
“Not worth it? That fucking shit eating kid has completely fucked up my life here!” Mith yelled angrily.
“But going to kill him? Isn’t this where we draw the line, Mith?”
“Grie, you’re going to help me or you’re going to get the fuck out of my cabin.”
“Mith, please, you’re one of my best friends! Forget about Arkanon!”
“I’ll only forget about him after I gut his ass.”
“But you’ll be imprisoned after this!”
“Not if they don’t find out.”
“They always know what’s happening though. They always watch us.”
“No, no they won’t find me. I’ll run and hide until this is all over. Arkanon is just one person. They won’t make a big fuss over it.”
Grie could hear the madness in Mith’s voice. “Mith, I’ll beg you one last time, please stop!”
Mith turned around backhanded Grie, knocking him down. “Get the fuck out of my cabin. It’s still a few hours until he gets up, and I want to make sure I’m prepared. Also, don’t you dare warn anyone of this, otherwise I’ll kill you next.”
Grie got back up and rubbed where Mith hit him. “Fine then, if you really want to throw your life away for petty revenge, I won’t stop you. Go ahead and try to kill Arkanon, I won’t tell anyone.”
“Try? He’s as good as dead.”
Arkanon found himself back in the dark void inside his mind, and standing in front of him was his doppelganger.
“Hi, friend.” The doppelganger said with a malicious, wide smile on his face.
Arkanon narrowed his eyes as he glared at his second self. “What do you want?”
“Why so hostile? I merely wanted to talk.”
“I have no interest in anything you have to say. Now let me go.”
“Not so fast. I have some interesting things that you might want to hear about.”
Arkanon gritted his teeth. “Fine then, speak.”
“Well, you could ask nicely, you know?”
“Like I’d ever speak to you kindly.”
“You know, it’s rather rude to be so hateful towards yourself.”
“You are not me. I don’t know what the hell you are.”
“But I am you. I’m Arkanon Leyan, and so are you. Our lives are linked together. If I die, you die. If you die, I die.”
“Is this the supposed ‘interesting thing’ you wanted to tell me about?”
“It’s one of them. What I really want to let you know is I hold a majority of your power.”
Arkanon’s face cramped up. “What do you mean?”
“I’m saying that if there ever comes a time when the opponent you’re fighting is too strong, you can rely on me. You have to willingly allow me to take direct control of your body, have your mind at its limits or be on the verge of death.”
“Thanks for telling me how to never let you get in control.”
“You say so, but you can’t always control everything. There will most likely come a time when you’ll need me. I’m only informing you of how I can come to and help. Just know that I value my life more than that of your friends. If there comes a time when I need to leave them behind to save us, I’ll do it without hesitation. So try to keep us out of trouble.”
“I don’t need you telling me that.”
“You always seem to attract trouble, so I was merely giving a warning.”
“Since you only seem to value yours and my life, why did you heal Veld after Jetark attacked us?”
The doppelganger’s face had an annoyed look. “You still have a bit of influence, even after I take over, so it felt like the right thing to do. It was like a constant itch and it wouldn’t go away until I did it. What a pain.” The doppelganger looked up and a sneer formed on his face. “Out of time already, huh? Also, when we next meet, refer to me as ‘dark Arkanon’, it makes it easier to define which Arkanon is which.”
“But I’ll never see you again. That I promise.”
“Then that’s a shitty promise, because it’ll be broken soon enough.”
Arkanon awoke with a start. His body was sweaty and he felt uncomfortable, like something wasn’t right. He got up, went to the bathroom and washed his face off. ‘Berok is probably waiting for me, I should get out there soon.’ Arkanon thought to himself. He stepped out of the bathroom, went and grabbed his cloak and was heading outside.
As he opened the door, a fist came and struck him in the head. Dazed, Arkanon grabbed at his head and stepped back. A dagger then struck out and sliced Arkanon from his right shoulder to his left hip. Arkanon jumped back as blood sprayed out of his wound. Clenching his teeth from the pain, Arkanon look up and saw Mith closing the door behind him and locking it.
Mith’s face was twisted in madness, his eyes wide open and a crazed smile on his face. “Die, you shitty brat.” He muttered and jumped forward.