Numeron pt 1

Pain is something we often think about as negative or unbearable. Something we shake our heads saying “oh it's nothing” that as time goes on we’ll only get stronger. Strong enough that whatever pains us will roll off our backs. That we’ll one day be able to drop our crosses and be free of the troubling woes of the wicked world. But pain isn’t just a mental lock that sits and weighs down one’s mind, it isn’t just an endless chained anchor dragging one’s heart to the depths of their own psyche. No! Pain is the single greatest motivator, spurring us to act when we won’t normally. Climbing to the top of the ruined building, the cracked bricks and withered motor; a visceral reminder that someone used to live here. Someone ended up like Inthan and I wasn’t about to let that happen again. People’s lives were ruined in a moment, split seconds. Millionths of a millionth of a moment forever changed the life of someone. Clenching my jaw I did my due diligence to try and hold back my tears. Flashes of memories of Inthan flashed in my mind.

Her beautiful black hair, warm smile, kind eyes. She was taken from me. Taken in the worst way possible. That thing down there killed her. Murdered her. The pain stabbing into my heart like a trillion daggers and yet somehow I persisted, pushing ahead stronger than ever.

“Don’t worry Lil bro I’ll be back before ya know it! Hell ya probably won’t even know I’m gone!” tears welled in my eyes as I recalled our last conversation. Oh dear sister, why? Why I ask did you not I have to be so rudely snatched from this world. Father always said it was my honor to die in battle, not yours….so tell me why? Why bother stepping up to face such immeasurable odds. This face of such incalculable chaos. My hands and legs continued to climb. Carrying me forward as I waited for a response from beyond. As If she were in my head another memory began. I was much younger, Sister Inthan was dressed awfully fancifully in a makeshift cloak with a churning bucket atop her head. Throwing out her biggest brightest smile with her arms waved around wildly, one above her head and the other to the side before they were soon flip-flopped. She struck a dramatic pose and announced herself.

“Have No Fear for I AM HERE!!!” The memory soon faded out leaving another in its place. In this I was still rather young, it was a standard night watching the stars drift by as Inthan came home. She sighed taking a seat next to me.

“How was work?”

“Eh coulda been better I’ll admit! She sighed again and placed a hand atop my head. She ruffled my hair before her smile soon faded. She tilted her head and poked me. “Something the matter?”

“I dunno….I just….kinda mad with you?”

“With me? She questioned pointing at herself awestruck.

“Well not with you….its your job I mean you’re always fighting with Mother and Father because of it”
“Do you think I’m doing something illegal?”

“No but you always wander off and get home late covered in cuts and bruises….it scares me”

She rubbed her nape and sighed deeply.

“Can I explain something to you Sufferous?”
“Why not I suppose”

“The sun rises right? And sets at the end of each day correct?”

“Yes”

“Ok well it’s kinda like my job I go to, there are good days and bad days but every day the sun rises and it sets….It’s my job to bring that hope to people. Let em know that the sun will rise again tomorrow…...show people that they don’t have to fear for I am here and That there’s someone who has their back watching out for them….yeah I got a few scratches, but they’re my medals” She said confidently rolling up her sleeves displaying her gouged and battered flesh. Scars ran up her arm nearly every part of her arm was covered. She smiled again.
“Look I know you’re all hung up on the idea dad beat into your head...that you need to die an honorable death in some grand battle….but” She placed a fist against my chest. “An honorable death isn’t always physical….die to yourself and rise Sufferous and rise.” As the memories continued to play the fight only continued to escalate. Headmaster taking hits and serving them right back. All the while the mages around him did the best they could to keep that beast from moving. Flashing back to that moment it was as if everything had become clear. The roof underneath me shaking and cracking, my body shaking and teetering. Clutching my wand in my hand, I steeled myself with a long deep breath. With a step forward I announced my presence.

“Salutations Dragon!”

The beast stopped, it faced me tilting his head before turning back to the other mages. It shrugged its shoulders and folded its arms.

“Alright, I’ll bite what’s your deal Lil guy?”

“This!” I declared pointing my wand in front of me. A large glyph appearing in front of my hand. Spinning in parallel motions were two mahogany circles with a smaller circle in the middle filled with a spinning number. Taking a large breath, all my memories played at once in my mind.

NUMERONIUS: NUMERONIA!!!! 9000/7 Waving my hand into the air and back down again a loud Boom! Shook the world. Before a loud implosion soon followed. “You stole my Sister from me, you stole my joy! My happiness and my heart!!! Now I’ll show you every ounce of pain you dealt to me!” Declaring another expression, a large inconceivable number divided by a smaller number. A second explosion shook the world as blood flew into the air. Over and over I declared numbers and divisions. As Explosions rang out into the air. An arm, it slid on the ground for a few meters before stopping in its tracks. The dragon recoiled clutching its now stump. A soft vignette appeared at the ends of my peripheral vision.

Flaemis brought his attention to me. His mouth flying agape, he screamed something butt his mouth made no sound. Extending his hand he called out, all the while his horror only grew

Scowling, a wave of visceral anger welled inside me. Anger I hadn’t met before, it was warm and filled me with a calm conviction. A conviction of eradication and erasure. To whip this dragon off the map. Raising my wand again I held it in the air for a few moments as a million thoughts raced in my head.

“You impudent brat!!!!” Nidhogg roared charging at me. Within seconds I was in his range. His fist balled and his “face” scowled in disgust. Returning his scowl I shook my head and like the world was in slow motion I dropped my wand. And announced my biggest expression. One I knew would kill not only myself but this thing as well.

TEN BILLION DIVIDED ONE!!! I threw my wand as hard as I could on the ground. In a moment I could see it clearly, his skin rupturing as the explosions fired off inside his body. His chest bursting open and spiling his disgusting blood onto the ground. His face contorting in a pained grimace. Wobbling and sputtering a dry laugh, I smiled softly.

“See you in hell!” I said before coughing blood and collapsing.