From Despair to Vengeance

After the explosion, grandpa came running back to the docks. He looked at me with resentment burning in his eyes like a hungry fire. It was clear to me that he hated looking at me in this form, but I have no idea why? I turned around and faced him with the boy in my arms. When he saw the boy, he ran over and grabbed him. He placed the boy on the docks, checked his pulse and listened for a heartbeat. Once he confirmed that he was alive, he let out a big sigh of relief and said:

-Grandpa: "Turn back, Henry."

All though it was a vague thing to say, I knew what he meant. So, I listened to him like I promised and I changed back to my normal form. We stayed there still for a few moments, locked in silence as the rain poured down on our heads. I wanted to ask how the boy was doing but I just couldn't bring myself to speak. He got up with the boy and said:

-Grandpa: "Let's go."

We walked into town to the local clinic and had the mystery boy admitted. The nurses were shocked to see his condition and asked a million questions. Luckily, grandpa had a good story for where the boy came from. He told them that we found him washed up on the rocks near the west peak. A really strange occurrence around here.

Any normal person would feel skeptical about a story like that, but the people in this town trusted my grandpa, so they looked past it. The nurses took the boy to a room and had him hooked up with a bunch of strings and patches all over.

They examined every corner of his body and gave him a few injections. It took a while, but once they were finished treating him, they told us we could come in and look at him. They advised that someone stayed by his side for when he woke up. They searched hard but as expected, they had zero records of the boy, and we were the only people they could ask. Without hesitation, grandpa said:

-Grandpa: "Of course. I'll spend the night with the boy."

He told me to head-on-home to keep grandma company, and to tell her what was going on.I didn't really like that idea. After what happened, I felt as if I should be the last person leaving this place.....still, he was right. Grandma needed to know what's going on. The last thing we needed was her worrying all night, so I agreed and headed out. I walked by and greeted all the nurses, then I told them that I was going home.

They weren't comfortable with that idea, considering that there was practically a storm outside, and I didn't even have a coat or a shirt. I told them that I would be fine and that I had to go home to my grandma because she'd be worried. One of the older nurses became very upset and scolded my grandpa for trying to send me out into this bad weather. Of course, grandpa brushed it off and told them he would go himself instead, but the older nurse was not having any of that.

She told him that we all have to stay here until the storm passes and that she would call Rina on the phone and tell her what was going on. The older nurse was a good friend of my grandmother, and she was also the one who helped my mother deliver me at birth. With her around, leaving wasn't an option. She called Grandma Rina right away and explained the situation to her. As expected, grandma started to stress and worry even though the older nurse told her we were all fine. After hearing her freak out over the phone, grandpa took the phone and said to the older nurse:

-Grandpa: "Don't worry, Jess, I got this."

He spoke to grandma for a bit and calmed her down. After he was done with that, she asked to speak with me, so grandpa handed me the phone. She asked me if I was alright and told me to ask Ms. Jess, or one of the other nurses for some blankets to sleep the night. I told her we would be fine; the clinic was already not charging us for the hurt boy we found, so we shouldn't be so demanding.

Regardless of that fact, she ignored what I said and insisted that we ask anyway. It was clear she wasn't asking me anymore, now she was commanding me. I could tell she wasn't gonna give in to reason, so I just agreed and asked the nurse as kindly as I could for some blankets. After hearing me ask and hearing me receive the blankets, grandma finally said:

-Grandma: "I love you and goodbye".

We spent the night by the mystery boy's bedside and watched him sleep. While we're alone, I think it's time for me to get some answers out of this old man. I turned to him and began to question him. I looked at him and said: "Grandpa, I need you to tell me everything. What do you know about this ability I have? What am I? And more importantly, who are you?" His heart rate began to slightly increase, and his breathing became a bit faster. He gripped the arm rest of his chair and said:

-Grandpa: "Don't think too much my boy. I am just your grandfather and nothing more. As for what you are I..............."

-Henry: "Grandpa??? What's wrong?"

The man looked pale as a ghost and stopped speaking. His eyes were straight and I could feel his body trembling. He was looking out the window at the ocean, but at what? I asked him again:

-Henry: "Grandpa, are you ok? What's wrong?"

Tears began to fall down his face, then he looked at me and said:

-Grandpa: "I love you Henry".

As soon as he said those words, something came flying through the window and right into grandpa's chest. It was some kind of glass or crystal. I was covered in blood, and grandpa sat there, limp; He was dead. The loud noise alerted all the nurses, and they rushed to our room. The first nurse to make it there looked at grandpa then at me and screamed at the top of her lungs. She screamed:

-Nurse: "Monster!!!!!!Monster!!!!!!"

At the time I didn't even realize it, but I was already transformed. I looked down at my body and saw an array of colors pulsating through my skin. I have no way to describe it. I knew I was crying but why were there no tears? I had no tears falling from my eye, but I felt as if I was crying a river. When the other nurses arrived, something in my mind told me to grab the boy. So, I did, then we jumped out the window. I ran as fast as I could until I began to lift off the ground and fly. Before I knew it, I was in the air and I was flying somewhere, but I had no idea where that place was.

After flying until the sun was up, I landed in a forest somewhere on our island. I kneeled to the ground and laid the boy down in the morning dew covered grass. He was still unconscious and barely breathing, but I didn't have the patience to wait for sleeping beauty to wake up.

I'm not sure where it came from, but out of nowhere, I felt a slight charge of electricity in my arm and out of instinct I pressed on the boy's chest. The boy's body jolted upward, and he woke up with a deep inhale. In my anger, I grabbed him by his clinic gown and demanded he tell me who he was. He began to scream and said:

-Mystery boy: "Damn you Ranic—don't you dare kill me" I'VE DONE TOO MUCH FOR YOU ALREADY!!."

His eyes were filled with horror, and I could hear the fast rhythm of his heartbeat.

-Henry (Thinking): "What am I doing? Just a few hours ago I was just trying to save this kid's life—now I'm here gripping him by the collar."

Realizing what I was doing, I put him down calmly and told him that it was alright, and that I wasn't gonna hurt him. He quickly calmed himself, looked me up and down, then said:

-Mystery boy: "Just what the heck am I looking at?? You're not Ranic."

I looked him in the eye and asked him who that was, but he just stood there staring at me. His silence made me frustrated so I yelled at him.

-Henry: "HEY KID, I ASKED YOU A QUESTION!!!"

His body began to twitch but he eventually regained his composure and answered me. He told me that Ranic was his master or more like his captor. He was an all-around monster that looks like I do. I told him to talk more about this Ranic. He began to slowly shake his head no, and said:

-Mystery boy: "I can't tell you anything else; He'd kill me if I tell you anything more".

When he said that, my blood began to boil. To calm myself down, I took a deep breath and asked him how this Ranic guy would know he told me anything? His color became pale and his body began to tremble. He clutched his chest with fear written all over his face. Although he wouldn't tell me anything, I could tell that this Ranic guy is no joke, but neither am I.

At this point, my patience was warring thin and I was done playing nice with this kid. I grabbed him again and asked him if this Ranic guy can shoot crystal spikes. I told him not to say anything but that he should nod yes or no. His trembling became more aggressive, then he nodded yes.

My blood began to boil again and my body became hot. I put the boy down out of fear of crushing him. I looked at him and asked him as calmly as I possibly could.

-Henry: "Where can I find this guy? WHERE CAN I FIND RANIC?"

He fell to the ground crouching into a ball with his hands trembling on his head. He let out a big scream and said:

-Mystery boy: "PLEASE DONT SHOUT AT ME; MY HEAD FEELS LIKE ITS SPLITTING OPEN!"

He breathed heavily and said in a low tone voice:

-Mystery boy: "Please stop". "I can hear your voice echoing through my head, please just use your words, I can't take your telepathy."

At first, I was confused—what did he mean by telepathy? Was I not speaking with my......mouth.....Oh........what's going on?.....I CAN'T FEEL MY MOUTH!!! Wait, was I speaking with my mind this whole time? How did I not realize this until now? I guess I had it close this entire time and hadn't realized it. Well, never mind that now.

-Henry: "Tell me where I can find Ranic; tell me now."

The boy cracked his neck and said:

-Mystery boy: "He's in the ocean just a few miles below your home; if you head there, Ranic will probably find you before you find him."

I turned my back and pointed him in the direction of town and started to head out. As I was about to fly off, he suddenly yelled:

-Mystery boy: "WAIT! If you find Ranic, what do you plan to do?"

-Henry: "I'm going to make him regret killing my grandpa."