BLOOMING EP 1

Marcel Chrome wakes up in a world where there is nothing but light and white tiles covering the ground. He starts to look around in confusion and notices the change in clothing but gets interrupted by a headache. He was wearing a black turtle neck vest with yellow slim lines on the sides, black pants and shoes. He starts to freak out as he could not believe what has happened to himself. He even pinched himself thinking that it was just a dream but it was all a reality. He tried to calm himself and he stood up. He started to walk around, trying to find someone, something, anything that could give him a clue of where he was. While doing so, a bullet that was shot from long range, scratched his cheek. Marcel was shook as blood started roll down his cheek. He started to breathe heavily as he was scared. He looked everywhere from where it came from. He heard a bullet shot from a distance. He accurately predicted where the bullet was coming from. Despite the speed the bullet was going at, Marcel was able to dodge it by a small margin. He started to call out the shooter but the response was violent as it was now rapid fire of bullets from the unknown shooter. Marcel dodged most of them but got hit twice but it did not lead to a serious injury for now. Marcel started to run in the direction of where the bullets were coming from whilst going through another round of rapid fire. With the bullets having a small effect on Marcel, the unknown shooter finally revealed himself. He had same the uniform as what Marcel was wearing but his was all white hence it was easy for him to camouflage himself and in addition his hair was white. The unknown shooter was empty handed which was confusing to Marcel. Marcel shouted, "Where am I? And why are you shooting me?" The shooter smiled and said, "Why should I answer you?'' as the shooter pointed his index finger in the direction of Marcel. He started try and shoot Marcel. "What?!" Marcel shouted in confusion as tries to dodge some shots. Some shots managed to scratch him and decided to take it up a notch. Two guns appeared on the shooter's sides and they started to shoot in Marcel's direction. "Where the hell are the guns coming from?" Marcel wondered. "Please stop I haven't done anything to you!" shouted Marcel but the shooter said, "Force me." Marcel was unable to keep up with the shooter as one shot managed to his thigh. Marcel held his thigh in pain and when he looked in the direction of the shooter, it was nothing but a rain of bullets fired in his direction. Marcel knew that it was the end but he did not want it to end. In a blink of an eye, Marcel vanished from his original position. The shooter was confused just as Marcel. "What just happened?" Marcel asked himself. "It seems your body was forced to move on its accord," said the shooter as he smiled and said, "Now things are getting interesting. Marcel looked at his hand and saw yellow lines aligned on his hands that looked like tattoos. "What is this?" he asked. The shooter said, "It is your power. At least now there is no need of holding back," as ten more guns appeared, five on each side. Marcel was shook by the number of guns. The shooter started fire all his guns continuously at on once at his command. Marcel now had to rely on his unknown power. The bullets flooding in Marcel's direction were now going at its highest speed yet but the same can be said to Marcel's speed. He became abnormally fast as he dodged the bullets with ease. The shooter knew he was going to lose if this continues so he decides to increase the guns to 20 and started to shoot like a maniac. He was now at his limit. The increase guns did not affect Marcel. The shooter could not move his guns fast enough to hit Marcel and he was trying to think of a way of stopping him. Marcel saw this as an opportunity to close in on the shooter while he was lost in thoughts. He got behind the shooter's back and kicked his waist. The shooter landed flat on the ground. He tried move but he could not, he was paralysed. Marcel came closer as his yellow tattoos were glowing on his dark skin, his afro hair was having small sparks and his eyes were yellow. The shooter sighed and said, "Of course I had to lose to a lightning user." Marcel asked, "What do you mean?" The shooter said, "It is your power, you seriously have no idea about what is going on?" Marcel said, "Yes now, spit it out." The shooter laughed and said, "I don't know. All I know we have a power and we are supposed to kill people." Marcel looks at his neck and sees a tattoo that is black and has white polka dots and the tattoo also flows to the hands. Marcel asked, "And what is this on your neck and arms and why do I have it?" The shooter said, "It is our power. My power deals with guns and that is why there is with polka dots on the black line, to represent gunshots." Marcel sighs as he looks his hand that is covered by the yellow tattoos. "And how do you know this?" he asked. The shooter said, "I heard it from my last victim." Marcel starts to walk away leaving the shooter on the ground. Marcel was now out of the shooter's field of view. The shooter tried to move his body but he was still paralysed. "Damn that afro user. I forgot that lightning can paralyse someone. I can't believe I got beat by a beginner," the shooter said and laughed. Someone walked close to the shooter. The shooter asked, "Who the hell are you?" The mysterious man smiled and said, "I am Zeke. Do you know someone called Amari Graves?" The shooter said no. Zeke sighed and he killed the shooter and walked away, leaving no blood on the scene. Meanwhile Marcel was starting to get dizzy and he fell to the ground and passed out.