The Lost Chronicles Of Pangea: Apocalypse

Escape From Barriga II

The wind was blowing past them so hard you would think it was a physical entity as it made impacts on their body. And with those impact came the need to scream to be heard over the sound of the passing wind. But she did not even have to be loud for David to hear her loud and clear. He was about to answer her when he felt a bullet clip his left shoulder.

“Jesus!”

“Who is Jesus?”

“Don’t worry about it!” He yelled back in answer

Seriously they were being shot at, and all she could think about was who Jesus was. David did not blame her, for an African man, especially someone from Nigeria the go to word or name they called when they were surprised, suddenly hurt or scared was Jesus. It was so much that David was sure Jesus did not appreciate his name being some what used as a herald of things going wrong.

David looked back and saw a military jeep filled with soldiers and guns…….very big guns. They were chasing after them, and each of them had looks that could have killed David and Lilith a million times over if looks could kill. They shot at them every few seconds, and the only thing saving them was Lilith.

Even with her injuries she was strong enough to the point that she had turned her entire body into a solid packed diamond form. Her skin sparkled under the glare of the morning sun. She was so beautiful and eye catching that David spent a few seconds staring at her, completely forgetting that he was in the middle of a car chase, a car chase with guns being shot at them.

“Drive.” Lilith reminded him. Her words brought David out of his stupor as he tried to moved serpentine like.

But David could not help but curse silently, no matter how evasive a maneuver he made was, there was always a hail of bullets accompanying him.

“Damn you Hollywood, you always make it seem so easy.”

Even with his life on the line, David would have loved to take some time out to say how misleading, the Hollywood action movies from earth were. They completely deceived the average man. In those movies the hero always moved his vehicle in complex ways dodging the bullets being shot at him. So why was his own case so damn different.

David was really scared, which seems to have become a stable part of his life this past few days. He could feel Veni, Vidi, and Vici being jostled around in their bag as he moved around erratically. He could hear the screech of their protests at the rough treatment. David could only give them a silent apology as he drove for his life.

He would have loved to go faster, but that stupid parasite drained the power cells, and he had not yet met the ten minute charging mark that would let him fly. He still had about two and half minutes left. And those two minutes felt like an eternity.

“Okay enough!, I’ve had enough of this bullshit.”

David scrunched his eyebrow in confusion as he wondered if the amount of bullets pelting her had dislodged her brain. Before he could asked her what she meant Lilith gracefully jumped from the bike and turned to face the approaching jeep. At that moment David did not think she had her brain dislodged, he was completely and unequivocally sure that she was batshit crazy.

To his credit, or stupidity some might say, David turned his bike around heading back for Lilith. But the soldiers would get to her before him. As their car approached, David saw Lilith move her right foot back and her left food forward. She was getting into a stance. David had a horrid look on his face as he realized what she was doing.

“Wai……..”

“BAAANNNGGG!!”

David looked like he had his jaw unhinged in surprise. Lilith had literally punched the car until it folded into itself crushing the soldiers within. Like many military vehicles, this one was reinforced and made with some of the strongest materials on Pangea. It would take a significant amount of force to even leave a dent on it, a force that David could muster if he drove his Hover bike at the jeep at full speed.

But Lilith just squished the jeep with one punch as if she was crushing a can of Soda. David brought the hover bike to a stop beside the heap of mangled flesh and metal. There was definitely no one left in there again, David saw blood dripping down from the wreckage as it flowed to ground pooling together in a copious amount. David looked at Lilith with such horror on his face he was sure he would have been the star of a horror movie. But the only thing she said was.

“Those bullets hitting me were getting itchy and a little ticklish. I hate it when I itch.”

Then she went and sat down on the hover bike waiting for David to get on the bike while she looked on straight ahead with the same emotionless gaze she was known for. For the first time David really got a look at the woman that was really known as the Daylight Demon. Her abilities had always been considered classified by the government, so no body really knew what she was capable of. But this was because they did not want their enemies to come up with a counter for the brightest star of the twelve city states.

But what was known about her abilities was that she had the capability of being able to absorb any sort of material and change her genetic makeup into the characteristics of that material. Of course there was no diamond here, so David could only deduce, that somehow her cells were able to remember and store traces of any material she had absorbed before and use it when ever she wanted. And all this was just guess work, it might even be more terrifying than that.

But it still left a question unanswered, why was she incapable of saving her child. David doubted he would be getting an answer from her if he asked that question, in fact he was not even sure he would survive asking her such a question.

David carried his shaken body and shocked mind to his bike and started it with his mind completely occupied and scattered with the previous scene of those soldier’s mangled and destroyed bodies. Killing monsters was not a problem for him, but now he had the blood of humans, living people, staining his hands. He could not concentrate and he was afraid, very afraid. And not just because of the consequences waiting for him for being an accomplice in the death of those men, but very afraid of the bloodthirsty demon sitting right behind him.

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When you learn and live by instinct, every new thing becomes a wonder to you. When you learn to truly live and experience the world and all of its splendor. And when you finally have a doze of that experience, you would find yourself wanting more.

You would feel a need to touch everything, see everything and own everything. This was greed. And she really loved the way it felt like.

Power led to many different things and different scenarios, hers had sent her on the path of humanity. But there was nothing good about this journey of hers, she might not know it, but every human she had so far subjected to her control and mental invasions have been subjected to despair. They felt fear, anger, hate, obsession, regret and anguish.

She was not gentle about her usage of power, but humans had knowledge and she had a unquenchable need for it. She wanted to know everything, she wanted to be equal to them, she wanted to know why Ahmed would fight her while he showered all those children with such love.

She wanted to know why he would have chosen to die rather than be with her, was loving her so bad that he would choose death over being beside her. They were connected on a level most partners could only ever dream off, she learnt from him, and in turn she kept him alive and strong. She gave him hope.

But little did she know that her connection to Ahmed had led her down a dark path that there was almost no return from. She never learnt to be good, or nice, or kind and gentle like Ahmed. No………she met him at his worst, and so she learnt his worst.

She was fed from his obsessions, his rage, his anger. She learnt to love from his greed and she learnt to be who she was based on the most basest instinct any human could ever have……want. It was never enough, and as her power grew and she could control and subjugate more and more monsters and humans under her, she wanted more, she needed more.

Just this little would never be enough, and even now she could feel the threads of her consciousness spreading to the surface while she hid hundreds of kilometers below, cruising the underground sea and world that lay beneath Pangea. Even now she could feel them, all of them, the humans, the rodents, the parasites, including the one that woman with a fearsome aura burnt to a crisp.

She was amused by that though, that woman was powerful, she would be a perfect addition to her growing army of knowledge seekers. As for the murderer, the one who had the audacity to take Ahmed away from her, he could never escape from her sight. Did he think the inconsequential parasite that just died was all the spies she had on him. Humans were so stupid and complacent, the birds in the sky follow and trail him like a prey with no where to hide.

The very sea was slowly falling under her control, and soon enough it would all be hers. And after that the humans and their cities, their technology and their magic, she was going to own them all. One by one they will all fall under her claws as she becomes one with everything, become one with everyone. Only then will the knowledge be complete.

The cold ocean under Pangea had it’s own secrets, the darkness within the deep had its own dangers, its own knowledge. And as she trailed her little prey below the earth itself, she would take all that knowledge for herself. After all knowledge is power, and seeking knowledge, seeking power is the human way.