The rise of a legendary warlock

In a room that was neither big nor small

There was a boy lying on a bed.

This boy seems to be sleeping, but if one were to look closer he might notice that he was not enjoying his sleep at all.

The boy's face was crumpled up and sweat covered his whole body, as if he was experiencing an immense amount of pain as he rolled left and right on the bed.

He then stopped rolling for a few minutes before he continued to roll, this time even wiggle like a worm who was caught on fire.

This went on for a few minutes.

Suddenly he opened his eyes abruptly and got up to a sitting posture, panting and sweat all over his face.

"*huff**huff**huff*"

Unknown to him that immediately is eyes opened, a tremor swept across the whole world, this tremor was so faint that only a handful of people directed it.

....

He continues to pant for awhile until he managed to stabilize his breathing..... At least enough for him to think.

'what....What was.... '

'it was a dream but.... It felt so real' the boy thought inwardly as his face was still facing down at the sheep wool like bed mattress under him.

Of course he did not notice this small detail, if not he would have been very surprised.

He had just had a dream... Or rather a nightmare.

In this dream he felt like he was ball floating in mid-air.

He could feel something outside him blocking him that was inside, like an egg.

Of course this was not his problem here.

And Floating should not be enough to make everything look like a nightmare for him, in fact as a human from a civilization that uses airplanes to fly in the air..... It could be said that it was an intoxicating feeling.

But this did not last long as without expecting it, he felt a hand under him lifting him as if he was a little rubber ball.

The person or thing, who lifted him was being very careful, it did not crush him hard, and did not hold him soft either, it was as if the person was treating him like egg.

He could not see much, his hearing was worse as the only thing he could hear was a faint sound of heartbeats.

But even at that, he could tell that who ever was holding him and judging from the softness of its hand, it was a female.

Now he was not woman expert or anything like that, he only draws conclusions after analysing the obvious.

Suddenly just like how the hand appeared it quickly disappeared, replaced with a hideous amount of pain, black fog every where, making his already blurry vision become more darker.

the pain was so much that his mind immediately turned blank, unable to withstand the pressure he directly woke up and found himself.....

"wait where am I"the boy suddenly rose his head and looked ahead to see the door.

Looking around now with more attention he realize that he was in a room.

Inside this room there was only a furnace that was currently empty with nothing burning in it, a workbench with a hammer and iron that he could not recognize, a bookshelf and another table with a chair at its side, and finally A bed..... A bed that he was currently on top of.

'is this..... The hospital?' the boy thought as he saw that there are no items or any objects that a doctor will use, it was just a room....an odd room.

He those not remember an ordinary room looking like this, in all his memories a small room should only have at least 4 things, a chair, a table, a bed, and a bookshelf.

But looking at this room he felt like a combination of blacksmith and an alchemist, and looking from his left to his right, he saw a paint brush and two other things that he did not recognize completely.

'the last I remember.... I was shot in the.... '

He was about to say something when his eyes widened and he shouted out loud.

"MY HEART!!"

he quickly checked the left side of his chest expecting to see a hole or to feel blood at least signs of something had happened like a medical operation on it.... He was still not convinced that this was indeed not a hospital.

But to his surprise.... There was nothing there.

There were no injuries on his chest, they were no signs of stitching performed by doctors after an operation, and certainly, there were no bullet holes.

"so then what happened, "the boy thought aloud.

CLANG

Splash

He kicked his legs forward by mistake and did not see the tray of water that was facing his legs all along.

Consequently the water splashed on the ground.

this did not even bother him much as he was thinking of different things right now.

Reaching this point, different memories suddenly flickered through his head.

He closed his eyes as a certain memory appeared in his head.

Focused on this memory completely.....

*****

On a road completely free from traffic.

A white car drove at moderate speed along the road.

Despite the road being clear and supporting up to 45kph It still drove at least 35kph.

This road was usually busy, having a lot of cars passing by it, some of the time even having road traffic.

But today oddly there were all spaced out a bit.

Inside the white car there were two people seated in the car.

With one being the driver and the other being the passenger.

The two inside we're mostly silent as one looked at the window with a thoughtful expression on his face, while the other was focused in front of him,on the road.

"we are close to your destination, boss" the driver spoke up.

"Emile.... How many times do I have to tell you not to call me 'boss' when nobody is around... Right?"

The passenger turned to look at the driver's back with a friendly smile on his handsome face.

The driver, referred to as emile, looked at the driver's mirror to look at the young man behind him.

He sighed softly.

"zilon....even though we went through a lot of things together, at the end of the day you suffered the most in the five of us. Not to mention that it was your idea about this.... If not then we would have still been suffering under those scum bags" emile said while still looking at his mirror, to see his reaction.

"you just said it yourself, we went through a lot together and besides you guys were the ones who insisted that you must work under me"

" at the end of the day we're brothers, aren't we" zilon who was the passenger replied with that same expression on his face.

In an attempt to change the topic he added

"here you are about to get married and I'm still hear single, so tell me will you give your son my name"emile said with bright eyes as he looked at zilon with his mirror while still being focused on the road.

"you know we did had the same conversation with her, but she almost shaved my head with a stone when I said the same thing you just said" zilon said while laughing hard.

Emile also laughed as well, in this result he added the car speed, because of happiness.

"hey, hey do you want the cops to chase after us" zilon wiped the tear drop at the corner of his eye.

"hah, could they even catch a fast uncle like me. hmph, I their uncle will teach them how to spell 'emile the fastest of all time' hmph"

the atmosphere in the car was lively as two people chatted amongst themselves about different topics.

They joked and laughed among themselves.

In this kind of atmosphere one might think about things ending happy ever after but.... Life did not work that way at all.

Emile was about to turn his wheels slightly to the left to balance himself on the road when he heard a gun shot.

Phaa

Pisshh click

"ARGGGGGGGH"

emile who was caught of guard was not able to control the car anymore and in this, the car flipped to the side, rolling two times before stopping as the car was now upside down.

Emile managed to break the door out and escaped with a head cut that was not serious but made blood trickle down to his jaw.

Looking left and right to see if his best friend was out but.... He was surprisenly not.

he carled to the passenger's and began to pull down the door to the passenger's seat.

Emile was a bulky middle aged with sufficient street to lift 3pounds of weight, but right now he was slightly weaked.

He was extremely worried as zilon was supposed to be out right before he could come out so he could think that he was badly injured for him to not be able to come out, but what was that grunt he heard behind him...

He prayed as he pulled the door with all his might, so as not his worst fears coming to present.

Seeing that the door was jammed in and no matter how hard he pulled it won't budge he immediately panicked.

Looking up and down he say that the window class where riddled with cracks.

And he took it as his cue....

Roar

Thud

Pussssh

With a grunt he managed to break the glass into pieces allowing him To grab the person inside and drag him out slowly.

But what he saw after he brought out zilon made his heart sink.

"zi...zi.... Zil.... ZILONNN!!" emile cried out in shock as he saw his best friend and one of the only person he can call a brother lying on the floor, blood pooling beneath him, and fist sized hole in his chest area..... Exactly where his heart is.

"no, no, no, zilon you can't die hear, not now, just hold on a second"

Emile immediately checked his pocket and luckily his phone was still there, bringing out..... It was intact enough for him to see the display and to touch the screen, albeit the glass broken everywhere.

He was about to type the ambulance number when a bloody hand held his trembling hands.

Looking at the owner of the hand with tearful eyes he saw as zilon gasped for air.

But with great difficulty he managed to smile

"emile no... There is... Nothin.... The doc..... Can do....cough "

"what do you mean-"

"the bullet..... Pierced.... My heart"

Emile froze in his position as he heard zilon call out to his worst fears.

But of course zilon did not have much time left so he managed to get backs his attention by speaking again in a more fainter voice..... As he confined his last messages.

"emile..... You and the others should live a good life..... And forget about... Me.... Don't seek revenge for my sake.... If there.... Is a second life I will..... Get my revenge on who ever did this to me..... And who made me not going to see her again...."

"no your not going to die your still going to get married and give birth to a boy, remember you promised that you will give him my name right..... And you never break your promises!!!" emile could not hold it again as streams of tears fell down from his eyes.

"I am sorry..... Emile.... I am sorry all of you..... But I will make up for this someday.... Please tell her.... That I am.... Sorry"

At his last words his voice was just a whisper, bearly audible enough for a person to hear.

But to Emile it was loud as that gun shot.

Zilon said his last words as his hands dropped to his side limp and lifeless, and his eye lids dropped slowly until it shut completely.

"zilon"

"zilon"

Emile held him closer and looked to the sky like an injured wolf he shouted at the top of his lungs

"ZILONNNNNNN!!!!!"

******

CLICK

"hmmm?"

Zilon Immediately opened his eyes upon hearing the clicking sound of something opening the door in front him.

When he opened his eyes completely he was startled to see a pair of brown eyes were gazing at him with total indifference.

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