The Adventures of Null Part 1: Origin

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Null


“I think of a hero as someone who understands the degree of responsibility that comes with his freedom.” –Bob Dylan

“The real hero is always a hero by mistake; he dreams of being an honest coward like everybody else.” –Umberto Eco


You ever had the feeling you weren’t you? That the person you acted like for your whole life, the person you acted like to your friends and family, wasn’t you? I have. My name is Thomas Antal. My whole life I always felt there was something trapped in my mortal shell. That something was the real me. Alas, what can I do about it?

I always lived a comfortable life. Got good grades in school and was heading to college. My father was a Family Physician and my mother was a secretary. My sisters both were doing well in school. This just made the news more devastating. Today was the day I died. My physical body lived but my soul, my emotions, and my personality was crushed. I guess that’s even worse than death if you think about it.

My family was visiting my grandparents in Ottawa while I was preparing to head to college. I was eating lunch when I heard the knocking at my door. I walked over to the door and opened it. A police officer stood there. His face expressed a great deal of sadness. I was afraid to ask him.

“Can I help you?” I stammered.

“Are you Thomas Antal?”

“Yes.” My voice was shaky. Even the officer was afraid to speak further.

He took off his hat and held it at stomach level. “I am Gregory Lanner from the OPP. I regret to inform you, that your family was killed.”

I was frozen; I could barely muster the strength to speak. “W-what?”

“Your family was killed in a drive by shooting in Ottawa along with your grandparents.”

“Oh God! Oh no! No!”

“I’m so sorry. We caught the ones who did it and they will be imprisoned for multiple life times.”

I fell onto the ground and cried like I never have. The cop stood there in an awkward manner. I mustered all the strength I could to stand up again. “Th-thank you for coming in person to tell me,” I choked.

“You’re thanking me for telling you your family is dead?” He said in surprise.

“You didn’t kill my family. It would have seemed more impersonal if I was told by phone, but... you went out of your way to tell me. Thank you. You can go now.”

“Are you going to be okay?”

“I don’t know,” I replied.

I spent the rest of the day crying. My eyes, face and stomach on fire. I barely had the strength to pick up the phone.

“Hello?”

“Thomas... this is your family’s lawyer calling, Steven Leinberg. I’m sorry for what has happened to you but I called to tell you that the Will reading is on Friday at 10 am. At Pinenee St. 124. Can you be there?”

“Sure,” I whimpered.

“I’ll see you there, and sorry again about your family. Your parents were good people.”

“Thanks.” I hung up the phone and cried myself to sleep.

The next few days just were hard. I was too emotionally troubled to attend school so I pulled out my application for the college in Toronto. The funeral was especially hard since I was the only one there. My life just went down the drain.

It was all going to change the day of the Will reading. I sat down at the desk.

“Now, Thomas you are now the sole heir to everything that belonged of your family. There is no one else. According to your family’s Will, you get all of their assets. All of which totals to forty million dollars.”

I choked on my drink. “What?”

“Well with a few generations of income and savings all pooled together especially since your family have been wise in investing their money. You receive that amount and your home.”

“I would trade it all just to get my family back,” I moaned quietly.

“I know. Listen. I know it’s hard to deal with lose. My parents had to go through the holocaust. It feels like hell to lose your loved ones. My advice is to go on a vacation or something.”

“Yeah, yeah.”

* * * * *

That night... That night was when everything changed. Like every night before hand, I cried myself to sleep. My slumber was interrupted when a bright light filled my room. My eyes opened. It was blinding. I shut my eyes until the light dimmed. I opened them to see four figures stand in front of my bed.

“Wh-who are you?” I demanded.

“We are your soul mates,” one of them replied. They were women.

“So-soul mates?”

“Yes,” replied another. “We are destined to be together. We spent years looking for you. Only you, our true love. We are here to give you the will and strength to fulfill the prophecy of our people. The strength to protect, not just us, but your people as well. We are not truly here but we are here in spirit, or in this case holograms.”

They stepped out of the shadows to reveal they were aliens. Reptilian aliens. One had pink hair with green skin with spikes jetting our of her back. The other was blond with golden skin and wings. Another that was blue skinned and had baby blue hair. The last one had a light brown to red skin. They were all very beautiful for aliens or even human standards. I couldn’t move for some reason. Maybe it was because I was tired.

“Are you aliens?”

“To you, yes,” said the green one.

“What is this prophecy?”

“A great evil is returning to this universe,” said the blue one. “According to our Oracle, she foresaw a being from another world who would be able to use the power of our people and his own people to defeat this threat. That saviour was also destined to be our loved one.”

“Your first power is of energy and matter manipulation,” said the green alien.

She kissed me on the lips. My first kiss. It was warm and soft. I didn’t want to stop. She pulled away. “Such a passionate kiss. I can feel it all the way back on Trijegh. You truly are our soul mate.”

The blue woman went up to me and kissed me. “I grant you the powers of strength, our fighting skills and speed.” The golden girl kissed me then said, “I grant you the power of wisdom and supreme mentality.” The red woman kissed me and said, “I give you the powers to heal others and yourself, and longevity.”

“With all our powers combined, you have gained the ability to morph into a Deikeiqn. Whether it is our form or the true beast form. You just call out your form’s true name and you will transform into your beast form.”

“What’s my beast’s true form’s name?”

“That is for you to find out,” said the red alien. “Only your heart and soul knows. I hate to part but we must leave to evade notice. Be true to your heart, Thomas.”

“Wait! What are your names?”

“I am Celin, my green sister is Hilin, my golden sister is Seolin and my blue sister is . We are all princesses of the great Deikeign civilization. We will come for you.”

“I’ll be waiting,” I replied.

The light flashed and I was awake in my bed. Was it a dream? I assumed it was. After eating breakfast, I went for a walk into the field when the oddest feeling overcame me. My body seized. I twitched and twisted all over. I fell to the ground. It was the most painful feeling I have ever felt. My body changed. My skin colour turned into a greyish-blue. I took off my shirt. Spikes grew out of my back. I grew a tail. When I transformed, I let out a roar that echoed throughout the area. I was Deikeign like those girls, so it means that it wasn’t a dream.

I punched the ground out of pain. A crater formed under my fist. I backed away. I was strong. I calmed myself down. I tested out more of my powers. I could move things without touching it, shot energy balls out of my hands and mouth, and move fast. I kept using my powers until I felt I had a good amount of control over them.

Wind blew by me as I looked at my hands. This responsibility was given to me. I felt like I had purpose in my life again. I changed back into my original form. It didn’t take too much to control my transformation. I still could not figure out the name of my true form. I will find out soon enough, but I’m not going to force myself to learn techniques that I’m not ready for.

The odd thing was... I didn’t feel like I had an obligation to do much with my powers. Just train with them and await for the day my loves come for me. I will not let them down.

To Be Continued...