The Story of Blitz : Chapter 18 - At The Brink...

Blitz ran up towards the officers, trying to get past them but one of them spotted him and went, “Just what on earth are you doing, kid?”

“My friend. I got to help my friend!” He said, trying to push his way pass but the officer held him back.

“Stop, you can’t do anything now! If you enter too recklessly, that crazy man will kill her.”

“I don’t care, just let me through! “ Blitz tried to barge his way but another officer held him. “Just calm down, kiddo.”

“Calm down, how can I calm down when my friend’s in danger?”

“Please, just stay calm.” The officer who’s restraining him pleaded. “I know how it feels when your friend’s in danger, but he haven’t kill her yet.”

“How can you be so sure that he won’t suddenly turn into a double headed snake?” Blitz stopped fighting with the officer.

Actually, I have no idea as well, but I can’t tell that to the kid, the officer thought. Instead, he said, ”I just know, okay, kiddo?”


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“Let them go.”

“No.”

“Why do you even bother taking them hostage?”

“They’re just an extra precaution.”

Luna did something brave then. She tugged at his jacket and said, “You’re evil, you know that? How can you be so cruel?”

“You don’t remember. Everyone back there is always tearing us apart.” Seymour said, facing her sapphire eyes which are burning with anger. “And even here too, that boy just have to interfere in everything.”

Both of them are sitting on a couch that is in the waiting area with the place barricaded with plastic chairs and the tables against the wall. About twenty or more people huddled close together, looking fearful.

“You want me right? Then let the others go and I’ll stay.”

Seymour regarded her with amusement. “If you have said that long time ago, I would’ve been happy to do so. But unfortunately, we’re in a different circumstances now.”

Luna raised her hand to slap him, except he caught her hand and said, “Beautiful… Those eyes burning with resolve. Those are the eyes that I wanted to see.” He then forced her hand down and held the Glock up. “But we are in the wrong world to be doing this.” He then pointed the Glock at the hostages, who gave a shriek and huddled closer. “Bring me one of your communication devices.”

Communication devices? Luna looked a momentarily stunned. Does he mean a cell phone???

One of the hostages went and placed a Blackberry on the table. Hard and black like a small rectangle with buttons all around its keypad. It’s really high-tech, with wireless connection and all.

He picked it up and said, “What a strange device.”

“Have you ever seen or used a Blackberry before?” Luna asked with sarcasm.

“To be frank, I don’t get along with technology.” Nevertheless, his fingers thumbed the keypad with ease and he waited for the call to get through.

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The head officer jumped a mile when his communication radio buzzed. “You have a call. Would you like to answer it?” The computer voice asked pleasantly.

“Yes, please.”

The call was answered and a cold voice came down the line. “I don’t think I need to introduce myself.”

“What on earth do you want?”

Blitz, who had been brought over by the officers and is now being offered a cup of tea to soothe his nerves, asked the head. “Who is it?”

It’s him, the head mouthed.

Blitz nearly dropped his cup of tea as he went over to the head radio and yelled into the mouthpiece. “You SOB. What have you done with Luna?!”

“You.” The single word dripped like venomous toxic on the line.

“Let Luna go!”

“Shut up, boy. She’s mine, and in case you haven’t forgotten, I got some people held captive in here. It would be wise not to make me angry, otherwise my finger might slip and pull the trigger.”

“Kid, calm down. Let me try talking to him.” The head said soothingly but Blitz yelled some more in the mouthpiece. “Where’s Luna, you narcissist?”

“How rude.” The voice in the line seemed entertained rather than being mad. “If you really insist…” There was a slight muffled sound down on the line and silence.

Then, like a soft breeze blowing. “Blitz…”

“Luna, are you safe?“ He can feel relief doused into his body.

“Um…” She was about to answer when there’s another muffled sound and he came on the line. “Satisfied?”

“Just what on earth do you really want?”

“I don’t want to talk with you. Pass the head over or you’ll be picking bits of dead bodies once I’m through.”

Gritting his teeth, Blitz let the head talk in private in his car while the other officer tries calming him.

Calm? How can he be calm? That guy is sick. And venomous like a poisonous cobra, not the tame ones that you see in zoos, but the ones that are deadly, ready to strike with its poisonous fangs.

The head had been on the radio all the time. Nodding, and shaking his head, his expression stiff and unreadable. He could feel his stomach tightening as the head glanced his way and muttered some more.

It seemed like an eternity when the head finally got off the radio and came over to him.

“What did he say? Is Luna alright?”

“The girl’s fine.” The head said. “But he asked me to pass a message to you. He said, “Send that boy in alone. Don’t think about negotiating, if he comes in alone, I’ll let the hostages go. If not, I keep them.””

“That rat.” Blitz slammed his fist into the officer cruiser, causing a huge dent, causing one of the officers to go, “Hey, kid, watch it.”

The head looked worried. “Kiddo, if you don’t want to go in, then it’s alright. We’ll think of something else.”

“No.” Blitz said. “I’ll go.”

“Are you sure?” The head said. “I can’t guarantee your safety once you step in.”

“It’s alright.” Blitz said. “It’s me he hated most anyway. Knowing him, he might keep his word. As soon as he lets others go, get them to safety.”

The head watched him as Blitz headed up the steps. Part of him had wanted to ask what is his relationship with that girl, and how on earth does he know that crazed guy? But another part of him resisted, telling it’s better not to ask.

He better let that crazed guy know about the situation. Perhaps, perhaps the boy can be spared.

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Seymour listened intently as the head explained the situation on the line. Smiling with satisfaction he then said, “Everyone, out.”

The captives let out a huge breath of relief and they quickly run out, not giving a second glance to him or the girl he held hostage. They just want to get out of here as soon as possible.

“Finally, we can settle this face to face.” Seymour let Luna leaned against his chest as he played with the ammunition. “But before he arrives, let me tell you a little something.”

“I don’t want to hear it from you.” Luna covered her ears but Seymour wrenched her hands away and said, “Oh, but it has something to do with you. A little…piece of information about yourself.”

Luna stopped struggling. “What?”

Seymour leaned in and whispered, “You’re just like me.”

Luna stared at his appearance and shook her head, but he threw back his head and laughed. “I don’t mean by appearance, princess, I meant my race. Our race.”

“What on earth are you talking about?”

“You’re not human.”

At that moment, Blitz stepped out from the doorway. “What on earth are you talking about?”

“You heard me boy, she’s not human. ”

“Shut up.” Blitz picked something out from his pocket. A Swiss army knife that he always carry around. “You wanted me, I’m here.”

“Oh, so you wanted to play with blades?” Seymour tucked the Glock into his waistband and smiled tauntingly. “Then so can I.”

He brought out something long and thin out of thin air. A scabbard. Pulling the weapon free , he swung it a few times like a painter flicking his brush and held it in front of him one handedly. It’s extremely long and thin, with a beautifully designed handle and a shining blade which seemed purplish red in some lights.

“Murasama.” Seymour said calmly. “The blade is considered to be evil and bloodthirsty, but it suits me just fine. Can you feel it though? It’s lusting for blood.”

Blitz suddenly felt something inside him shriveled up. The Swiss Army knife in his hand looked like a toy compared to the blade. What is he suppose to do anyway? Feel the wrath of my mini Swiss Army knife???

Not.

“You should not have appeared that night boy.” Seymour said. “I wanted to take her that night, but you showed up and ruined everything.”

“Then maybe it’s a good thing I did.” Blitz then charged, hacking the knife upwards but one swing from the Murasama caused him to fly into the air and crashed onto some tables.

“Blitz!” Luna tried to run towards him but he blocked her way with the Murasama.

“You don’t have to care for him, he’s only a human who has his powers drawn from the ley lines.” Seymour said.

Luna feel anger washing her like tsunami. Without even thinking, she swung her hand like a fan and an ice stalagmite blasted itself form beneath, colliding with his sword, and also causing her to stumble back in fear.

What??? She stared at the ice stalagmite in shock. Where did that came from?

“It came from you, of course.” Seymour fingered the stalagmite. “I had always wondered why you never use any of your ice and moonlight powers. Now I know. Your amnesia also caused your powers to sleep.”

A pain zapped through her head and she clutched at her temples. A vision slammed itself onto her head and she saw a girl in blue surrounded in ice. A tall girl in white was talking to the girl in blue. The face is very blurry but the girl in blue… Her face is exactly like hers, sapphire eyes, pale skin that glows like moonlight, except her hair is slightly different from hers.

She gave a huge gasp.

The girl is her. That means, the girl who has been blasting ice IS her.

“It can’t be me.” She clutched at her hair. “It can’t be me!” Her voice is rising in hysteria and tears.

“Luna?” Blitz pulled himself up and stared.

“You never knew, did you, boy?” Seymour said, a triumphant air surrounding him. “She is never human.”

“I’m not. I’m not.” Blitz could see she’s in a state of denial. Hysteria is bubbling beneath her and tears are flowing from her eyes.

“You are…” His voice had dropped its harshness and coldness. Now it’s soothing and understanding. “You were never human from the start. Just let me embrace you, and I’ll tell you everything that you need to know. ”

“Don’t listen to him, Luna!” Blitz shouted, blasting thunder from his knife. But a dark shield emerged from beneath and nullified the thunder.

“You’re in my way.” Seymour said, swinging Murasama with a down stroke. Blitz was thrown off his feet and sent crashing through the chairs. He then turned back to Luna, who is panting very hard. “Now then, where were we?”

Without warning, ice erupted from all over the place, coating the ceiling, the walls, the furniture, everywhere. It as though a blizzard had arrived and hit the entire place.

Except this time, her eyes did not turn misty white, but tears are glittering like jewels on her lashes. The cold blizzard wind whipped her hair like a violent storm. More and more frost hungrily made its way towards him, freezing his legs and slowly made its way up to his body, trying to freeze him in ice.

This had gone long enough, Seymour thought, stabbing his blade down and punching Luna hard on the stomach. It knocked her out off her trance and she collapsed. Her legs folded beneath her and she crumpled like a wilted flower. The ice suddenly stopped as though someone hit a switch and it shattered into shards.

Blitz shoved a few chairs off him and made his way to where they are and there he is, holding Luna with one arm, another holding the Glock.

“You already lost.” He said, the Glock suddenly seems bigger in front his view, which looks more threatening.

“You’re obsessed, you know that?”

Seymour seemed to consider something, then slowly, he brought her up and gave a soft kiss on her forehead.

Blitz jumped a mile when he saw that snake kissing her so passionately, it’s not even fast at all, but he’s relishing his time, enjoying the moment, brushing his lips softly against her forehead. The way he’s doing it, it’s as though he’s not an enemy at all, more like lovers.

Jealousy, boiling like hot magma rushed into his body like adrenaline. Why, why that, that….CREEP!!!!!

“No need to get jealous on my account.” Seymour said, straightening himself up. “She’s mine after all.”

“Stop right there.”

Seymour ignored him and made his way out.

The Story of Blitz : Chapter 17 - Hide & Seek

AUTHOR'S NOTE : I'm so sorry for not updating as fast as I could due to the fact that I'm pretty busy and all. Some bits might be a little AWOL but I hope that you fellow readers and friends will continue reading it and give your support. xxx

Now onto the story.



Now that he’s in possession of a car, it’s easy for him to go wherever he want, and whenever he want. It’s just so cool.

But first stop, he drove near the edge of the Shadow Woods and picked a few wild lilies that are growing near the trees there. The flower shop seemed to be half demolished with vines, ivys and roots and for some strange reason, ice half consuming the building. No one knows how or what has happened and so the sheriff placed the yellow crime scene tape together with a keep out sign.

What a weird town, Blitz thought, making his way up to the temple. He wondered if she’s already up there, sweeping the leaves or doing fortune reading to make a living. One way to find out, he thought with sudden resolve. Let’s just hope she’s not mad with him.

As he climbed up the last steps, he was surprised to find it empty…again. No one is around, but then he saw a raven perched on the rooftop, looking at him.

That guy…

The raven flew down and flew in front of his face and transformed into Sigan, who flipped his cape back.

“Ah, I thought it was you…” Blitz said, heart pounding but he’s not going to let him see it.

“If you’re looking for the ice witch, she’s not here.” Sigan said coldly. “He has already taken her.”

Blitz dropped the lilies and the bento lunchbox he picked up on his way here in shock. Taken, as in kidnapped, by that guy?

“But she has escaped again and that’s why I am stuck here, looking high and low, every single nooks and crannies looking for her.” Sigan spit in anger. “That ice witch is always nothing but trouble, why is he obsessed with her anyway?”

“Stop calling her an ice witch, you snake.” Blitz snapped in anger. “Why do you all even want her anyway?”

“Then why don’t you go and ask him yourself?” Sigan sneered nastily.

“Oh, I will.” Blitz scooped up the things that he had dropped. Thankfully, the box lid is still intact. “And I’ll find her, and keep her safe. You jerks have no right to take her.”

Sigan ignored him, turned into a raven, and flew off into the skies.

Shaking in anger, Blitz hurried down the steps, slammed the gear into action and sped off dangerously on the road.

Luna, please, be safe. He prayed.

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The morning shift officers are patrolling the town on their cruiser, looking fairly bored. There’s no one about, nor are there any crimes for them to leap into action. Besides, no burglars or thieves ever come here because the town is quiet and far away from the big cities. Why would they even bothered coming here when the big cities have the filthy rich, priceless objects and their big fancy cars compared to their humble but peaceful town.

The officer in the front drummed his fingers impatiently. Maybe he should quit working as an officer and do something else. “Any sign of anything suspicious?”

“No, all clear here.” His partner said.

They turned into the next road to find a tall man, dressed all in black, walking down the pavement. They had never seen anything like him before. His dark hair is long, he wore a leather jacket but no shirt underneath, and he’s suspicious.

“We got a strange guy in our sight.” The officer on the wheel said.

“Yeah, I see him.”

“Should we?”

“Yes, we should.”

The two officers in the front got out of the car and went up to the man, calling out,“ Excuse me.”

The man ignored them and kept walking on, his boot heels clacking hard on the concrete.

“Hey, excuse me.”

The man stopped and turned and they both can’t help but stumble back a little. The man seemed to emit an aura of danger, someone not to be mess around with lightly. But it’s his eyes, his eyes have a very scary wolfish look about them even though his face shows no reaction at all.

“Who are you?” He said, his face not giving anything away.

“We should be asking you, sir.” The officer peered at him. “You don’t look like you’re from town. What are you doing, acting suspiciously around?”

The man’s gaze had dropped to the gun the officer’s carrying. A standard "third generation" Glock 17C, primarily used for military and law enforcement.

“Is that a gun?” The man cut in interestedly.

The officer looked a moment flustered. “Er, yes. It is. Why do you-”

The man suddenly grabbed him by the collar of his uniform and threw him aside, through the huge glass window of a shop. The whole window shattered like ice and there’s no need to check that the officer is already dead.

“What-What are you doing?” The other officer stuttered.

The man whirled on him, and seemingly vanished. Panicked, the officer brought out his own gun, whirling it around wildly before he feel a cold trickle of sweat running down the side of his neck. Just what on earth happened? And who is that that guy?

From behind, a painful blow from the back of the head caused him to be swallowed in cold darkness.

Seymour was panting hard, staring at the dead officer body which is lying on the floor. Those two officers should’ve stayed out of his way. Feeling more relaxed, he jumped over the broken window and stared at the bloodied body among the glass. Kneeling down beside the dead body, he reached over and pulled the "third generation" Glock 17C out of the belt and smiled. Finally, something to arm himself with.

He kicked the bloodied body aside and stepped out of the shop, feeling in a better mood.

He didn’t notice that a third officer, who had been in the back seat of the police cruiser, looking thoroughly shaken, reached for the communications radio and reported what he had seen in horror.

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Where is she? Where the heck is she?

Blitz had driven all the way to the next town via the highway but still, there’s no sign of her.

Blitz had drove all the way downtown in the next town and back, but no sign of her at all. This is getting tiring. I mean, come on, how hard it is to find a girl with blue hair?

He turned into a corner and found a diner. Hm, maybe I could do with something to eat, I haven’t eaten anything except for Scorpio’s cream of mushroom and toast.

Pulling his car to a stop, he stopped and head into the diner. It’s a really tiny place but cozy, with lots of retro deco. The tables are all in red and white checkered table cloths with cute squashy pouffes instead of straight-backed chairs.

“Can I help you?” The waitress came over, wearing a plain blue shirt, capris pants and a blue apron.

“Burger and fries, if you have any.”

The waitress heads to the back, and Blitz sighed. Just where the heck is she? It can’t be hard to find her. Except he had ran back and forth the entire town and no sign of her anywhere. Thank God he had filled the petrol tank till it’s full.

The burger and fries arrived, all hot and fresh, making his mouth water. The bread warm and soft, the patty grilled to perfection, and the fries all golden, sprinkled with salt. The waitress even placed a glass of iced water in front of him even though he did not order any. “Enjoy.” She smiled at him.

Blitz smiled back at her and took a bite. Although it’s simple it made him craved for more.

“You like it?”

He nearly choked on his bit of burger when he saw the waitress hovering near by, wiping the counter top.

“It’s good.” Blitz said, taking a sip of water. “Thanks.”

“Sure.” The waitress surveys him up and down. “You’re not from town right?”

“No, I’m live in Sierra Falls.”

“We don’t get much customers in here.” The waitress sighed. “You know, I wondered if that poor girl is out of town as well. She was half-starved to death so I gave her some burgers-”

“Girl? What girl?”

“Huh, I don’t know. She’s really strange looking.” The waitress frowned hard. ”Petite, wears really odd prayer clothes, blue hair-”

Blitz bolted upright. “Did she say where she’s headed?”

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Seymour was passing by a restaurant when sirens pierced loudly in his ear. Ee-woo, ee-woo, ee-woo…

Three officer cruisers came driving around the corner and surrounded him in a semi-circle, blocking his way out. Nine officers came piling out of the cruisers, all holding stun guns.

“You, freeze!” One of them shouted.

“You’re under arrest for the murder of two of our officers.”

Seymour glared at them in annoyance. Just why do they keep popping out like moles?

“It’s him, he killed Portman and Duncan!” One of them shouted, his gun shaking.

Portman and Duncan? Oh, those two guys. Seymour thought. How careless I was, I didn’t expect another person hiding in the cruiser.

He took a step forward towards the officers.

“Don’t move! We are armed with stun guns, which means we can stun you.” One of the officers shouted.

Seymour glanced at the gun. “You think something like that can stop me?”

“What-What are you-” He was cut off as Seymour grabbed him by the collar and smashed him though the cruiser windshield, causing everyone to panic.

“Stop that right now!” One of the officers yelled. “We will fire if you misbe-” His voice failed him as the volcanic blue eyes faced him. Just what on earth is this guy? His not like the other criminals they had faced with. He’s like a violent monster, or even a bomb, which can explode at anytime he wished.

“Miss, what on earth are you doing there?”

Seymour turned and felt his heart tremble with excitement. One of the officers had been talking to a bush in front of the restaurant and there she is, with some leaves clinging to her. He never even noticed she was hiding there all along.

What luck.

“Miss, please get back.” One of the officers is trying to help her out. “We are trying to-” There is a sharp cracking sound and a hole had appeared in between his eyes. Stunned, he fall flat on his back.

Luna stared at the dead officer in shock, feeling shaken. Why…?

Before she even knew what’s happening, Seymour grabbed her into a head lock and placed the gun right next to her head.

“What?”

“If any of you shoot,” Seymour said with a very poisonous smile. “Then I’ll kill her.”

“Wait, what are you-”

“Shut up.” He backed towards the door of the restaurant. “Don’t even think of trying anything funny because one wrong move and it’s all over for her.”

The officers could only watch helplessly as the strange man pulled the girl with him into the restaurant.

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Blitz had been watching everything from afar and felt a sinking feeling in his heart. No.

No.

Too late…