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The Lost Asteroids

[Check out My new Novel, "Temporal Pearls"] Earth, the year 2063. Technology has stagnated after reaching a certain threshold. There were a lot of breakthroughs in innovation and inventions, but nothing groundbreaking enough that will send scientists crazy. In that situation, a strange phenomenon starts to appear from different parts of the world: Unique children born with Special Ability. And finally, Scientists went CRAZY like never before!!! *** Bala, our MC, was born bearing a Unique Ability. An ability that he did not completely understand. At the age of fifteen, he was first kidnapped by a group of Mysterious Witches. After he managed to escape, a few years later he was kidnapped again by one of the most Powerful Organisations in the world. In the Organisation's Research Facility, he met with others like him, with ability. From the Facility, Bala learned about an impending doom encroaching toward Earth. Unfortunately, for Bala, the World Authority (World Government) thinks he has one of the few Abilities require to stop the Calamity. And it might lead to their death to do so. To save his life, a game of chase began between him, and almost every Country and All-powerful Organisations in the world! If that is not enough a group of Ancient Sorcerers and Witches also wants a piece of him too! Will he be able to save himself from the terrible fate of being a sacrifice to save Earth? Maybe not!!!! ******************************* Discord https://discord.gg/CbfPyXgAuV

The_Celestial_King · Romance
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244 Chs

C 16. The Past (Red Room)

I have a warm welcome from every one of my siblings and uncles. One thing I observe is that my mother is angry at her husband.

Later I realized all the hardship and kidnapping I went through was his plan to train me. America and Australia are all him. The jungle also was him.

His reason was one day I might come to experience something similar. I remember back then my mother dragged the case until he went to jail for six months.

And no one among his family opposed it. Though they were able to bury the true reason why I was kidnapped and why he went to prison from the journalist.

Some that know about it speculate that he wants to collect insurance money from an insurance company, so he uses me.

I on the other hand I went through sessions of mental therapy and come back to normal.

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And now I was kidnapped for real. My gut feeling tells me, and also my father swore to our grandmother and father that he will not do anything like that again.

And that man doesn't lie easily!

My head and neck were just over the warm water that filled the pot. But my shoulders were submerged in. I raised my hand to feel the outside edges of the pot, but there was this suction pull, pulling me down.

I managed to grab the edges with my two hands, but my shoulder was still below the water level.

I looked around straining my eyes to see something but nothing. Then, I calm down and focus my eyes to see. They lit up and my ability initiated a bit.

What I saw was a room, a square room painted black. There was an outline of a door facing me.

In that situation, my hands feel sticky and that is me activating my ability.

Unfortunately for me the water I was in dissolved the liquid and nullified it. I try again and again, but the water always dissolved it.

But something happens, the more I try, the more I was able to come out of the pot until my chest was out, and I was barely standing.

Looking down was easy, and I prepare to come out when I realized that the pot was floating in the air.

My head and body started to ache, and this is a sign of me overtaxing my body through overuse of my ability.

Looking down I feel the sticky liquid that allows me to travel is still coming out of my right hand. Not only that, the water in the pot is thickening.

It was then that occurred to me from the beginning they wanted me to use my ability, so they may harvest the liquid.

"Too late Honourable guest. You can't stop it from coming out."

I felt dizzy due to overusing the ability. And the usual map that I will get after activating the ability is somehow off.

I looked for the owner of the voice, but I found the room empty and eerily silent.

Then when my consciousness is slipping away I hope that they will not kill me as they do to Usain.

I do not know how long I was unconscious, but when I woke up the place was the same. The only difference was that it was not dark and also the pot water was not thick.

I felt some pain on my palm and when I checked, they were marked with a weird tattoo. A type of tattoo made from a hot red iron!

"Hello---the-re"

I was startled, and I looked around, no one was there.

There was a door before me, it swung open. And I felt heat and some light rays passing me from the back. Looking back, it was a window high above the wall.

Sunlight rays passing through

For some odd reasons, I can move around and even stand if I want to. But there was this feeling that if I do so, something will happen.

So, I stay put.

In all my stay there, I did not feel hungry nor thirsty. I did not feel the need to pee or poop. And I did not see any of the witches or sorcerers, only their voices, and it is always a female voice.

A lot of sacrifices were conducted in that room when I was in. And the worst thing is if the time comes, I can't close my eyes or turn around. The sacrifices were usually young men, but there were three females.

The first time I saw a sacrifice it was during sunset. When the last rays of light are coming from the window. A man walked in through the door.

The door might be opened but beyond it take a left turn.

The man was naked. His entire body was covered with black tattoos from head to toe.

At first, I thought he was among the witches but when he spoke a bad premonition hit me. It was a female voice, the one that usually spoke to me.

"Honourable guest, it has been four days since you visited us. How about a friend to speak to." The man spoke with a female voice.

He kneeled before the giant pot. From his eyes, I know he can see me. That is not important, what happened next is what terrifies me to this day.

From out of nowhere a knife appeared. That is when his body began to resist, at the same time, the body was trying to pick the knife.

And when it happened, his hand went straight to his neck and the sharp side of the blade was millimetres away from the skin. Still resisting but it was a futile effort.

A little jack forward from the neck, blood rolled down from the cut!

I have never watched someone die before me, and even in movies I was specifically not allowed to watch such kinds of movies because of my situation. (Nightmares)

But, here right then, there was a person dying in front of me, and I'm watching.... It was my first!!!

Perhaps I was an idiot for forgetting who I was dealing with. I did not know when I stood extending my hands to help him hold the hand that held the knife!

My eyes streaming down tears, and my thoughts disarray, my body shivering.

He was screaming hopelessly, the scream was bone-chilling and heartbreaking, dying by your hand. His eyes were desperate.

It was a trap!!!

The moment I stood and moved forward, it was like he could no longer resist and his hand holding the knife slit his throat.