1  The Same Morning

On a hot summer day, the world was the same as it is. Nothing has changed and things go by as they please. A man name Chris is just walking by the road buying his needs at the grocery store. You might think of some unknown instances that will happen but sad to tell it is not.

"It's so hot right now, when is it going to end" Wiping the sweat in his forehead "Well I am almost in the grocery store". Nearing the store, the glass door opens automatically as he breathe-in the cool air of the Air conditioner. There is no one but him and the cashier in this peaceful abode.

"Now! Let's choose our breakfast for the day" he feels pump up by the idea of making his dessert and meal.

"OK, there are eggs, bacon, cheese hotdog, some cabbage and seasoning" While being overwhelmed by the momentary happiness of deciding what to cook.

A hooded man with a suspicious aura suddenly goes into the store "This is a robbery" he shouted, in his hands a sharp knife with jagged edges. "Take out your money and shut up!' The woman in place feeling nervous and anxiety apparent in her face, reluctant to abide due to the sudden intrusion.

"I said take out the money! Or this knife will slit your throat!" Hearing it, the woman only runs in an awkward way towards Chris who has not heard due to his earphone.

Chris looking at the woman whose snot and tears present on her face. "Hey! What happened lady. What's is wrong, is everything all right"

The woman only runs for her life as the robber follows after. "You shit! I am in bad mood today better shut up! And come here!" rushing with a knife in his hands.

Chris now seeing the trouble brewing, remove his earphone "What the hell!" he throws the goods to the robber before running to buy some time. Only for the woman to trip on the bacon, falling unconscious.

Chris looks back and sees the woman with no sign of consciousness. Runs back, nudging her arm while the robber drops down for a few minutes "Hey Lady! Wake up! We are going to die in here!" The woman's body is still and unmoving.

"You brat! You better be prepared to meet your maker" running with the knife trying to stab Chris but only for him to defensively catch the arm holding it with no choice at all.

ARGHHHH! Chris groans in pain as the knife penetrates his left hand.

"Shit! The worst day of my life" he staggers

"Kid Die!" with a knife embedded on Chris's palms the robber stomps him on the stomach" Chris cannot protect himself from the increasing pain and the beating. As the struggles go on, he fell his back on the floor as the robber desire to drive the knife in his throat.

"He hehe hehe! No one will know you dying here! "laughing crazily. Chris is in so much pain that he almost passed out and his adrenaline rushing to make him numb, and by instinct, he smashes his knee to the man's groin.

AHHHHH! The robber let go of the knife and caress his balls. Chris not letting the opportunity go. He stabs the opposing men with a knife in his palm. Pushing it intensely on the man's neck.

"Shit! Die!' He thought as they wrestle for their life. As the knife goes in the throat the man looks him in the eye and smile "He…. He "A sound-like being choke but scary.

The robber let go of the defending arms and reach for the pocket with a pen. Stabbing it to Chris's neck and the other arm holding his head. As this occurs Chris is shaken by the hole in his neck, fights in fury.

"Ahhh!" Shouting in the robber's face. He put it in deeper. Time passes by and every minute drips down in this life and death scenario. The robber breathes his last as he died from intense bleeding due to how large the wound in his neck.

Chris removing himself on the top of the man. Trying to stand up by holding the side of the grocery display. Compressing his right hand on his neck with the pen still inside as the dark blood flows unceasing and the smell of iron pervades his nose. His eyes blurry and his strength wavering.

His mind thinking "I want to live! I did not even watch the Game of Thrones and my…. Family" Body strain and swaying, he walks slowly outside the grocery store.

"I want to look at the sky one more time," He said to himself in a guttural sound as the hole in the throat feels like breathing. On his way, to the door, the blood left a trail in his wake. The opening of the sliding door and the rush of wind waving his hair. He stumbles and falls weakly with his left hand supporting his body from the pavement while kneeling. Chris lay his back on the parking lot, void of people and only the busy streets far away can be heard.

Looking in the sky" If only destiny did not put me in here. I should have lived a little bit longer" He thought and exhales the air from his lungs and eyes wide open. His body was left alone in the daylight and only a few hours later did the authority retrieve his body and the crime scene is cordoned.

The crime was recorded and the authority deemed him as savior. The news flew globally as the man who risks his life for the safety of the other.

While all this happens. Chris's soul is at rest and seen by the supreme God. "Young Man, you have suffered that day, and even though you felt restrain to risk such life of yours. You have conquered death by feeling death itself, you never blame me nor anyone else. Now! I am going to give the power you wanted, this will protect you and the people you love" Raising the great being hands, he pulls Chris's soul in his embrace and blesses him.

"Go forth and enjoy your life in moderation and shock them with your power!"

The soul moves into the beyond, flashing with light like a space warp. It stops and breaches the atmosphere, a falling star going down on a man's body. Dead and no one knew, the soul reaching the depths, and change started happening on the body as pale skin turn lush of vitality. The body riddled with sickness cease to exist and the emaciated physique can be seen as healthy and strong. The inhaling sound can be heard as it is sound asleep.