An Ton's Journey

* Crack *

* CRACK *

* Pshht *

Came the sound of necks being twisted right in the middle of the street, as long boney blades grew out of two of people's hands, scaring everyone around and making some of them flee. Why some?

Some just watched and recorded it. But, after couple of seconds, military flew over, dispersing the crowd and capturing the turning citizens. It seems that they are pretty rapid in their reaction time. I still have time to prepare.

Currently I was using force to manipulate decisions of some people in my favour, allowing me to get many things practically for nothing.

Resources, advanced gear, house.

Everything was in the process of moving into my hands. While I was sure that I would be fine, I needed time to heal myself. I was preparing a medical room based on this world technology and any technology that I could find on the console.

Currently I was thinking about removing parts of my body to make it concentrate on different parts, so it would be easier to fight back that strange golden stuff.

The most problematic thing was that I didn't know if it would really help. I am not sure if the golden sludge that is left after separation of parts would just disappear. So, for this I was preparing many different types of scanning medical equipment.

Obviously I would use Force to observe, but I might need more information than that, and more time to research this thing.

Obviously, I tried separating it physically or using energy, but it wad too dense for my energy to do it, while physically it didn't react at all.

As for the force, it was not strong enough, even though It could force medium ships to not lift off. Yep. My force grew stronger with time.

While I ordered for things to be installed in my new mansion, especially reinforcement to the walls and any airways, I went to search for Aizek Clark, or what was his name.

Finding him or any information about him on the 'internet' was pretty difficult. Especially his current place of 'Living'.

He was in a coma, after all. And his knowledge was just taken out of his head without any agreement. Well, it's obvious that government and church of unity, or how do they call themselves, would let him to himself.

No, he would definitely not be left alone.

Well, he was not really y priority. My current priority is a spaceship. medium side at the very least. Preferably Medical or modifiable.

What? I should help Aizek? Save humanity?

Why should I?

I'm finally free. Free from everyone. No more need for escaping. Such a bliss.

Only if I could heal myself fast enough. It would be great. But, well, It's still better than before.

~ sometime later ~

" Here are your documents for this ship " Said an official that visited me, as I 'convinced' one of richer people on this station to gift me a ship. Not such an unusual thing, except for the size of the ship itself.

As for the obelisk's influence on people, it was strange. It passively spread it's influence everywhere, while transforming people in a fashion that looked random and thought out at the same time.

It tried influencing me, but Force happens to be many levels above anything it ever felt, so it tried to send some blade guys at me, well... tried.

The moment they tried getting to me, I felt them. Force might've been weaker at my earliest days, but now it was stronger than ever. It grew with me, with my life, with my troubles.

It was getting stronger and stronger.

While everything was worsening in the city, I was calmly laying and being scanned by so much stuff that it took me more than couple of hours to finish everything and compile information for reading.

After that, I could summarize that this golden sludge was made out of extremely small dust-like crystals that are attracted to each other. As for the energy it emanated, it was even smaller particles that were attracted to my body for some reason.

For the next step, I went inside the testing room, in which I left things that could scan this thing, as it was not really easy to scan.

It could be seen, but not directly moved or touched physically. Why? I don't know. it's just like that.

Entering the room, I placed myself in the center, and broke off piece of one of the ribs, holding it in my hand. After that, seeing as golden mist was moving in my direction, I threw it away and moved back.

Sadly, I just didn't see it. it still flew at my body and spread around it, like metal dust stuck to magnet.

~ long time after experiment ~

As the result, I had bad and good news.

Bad news are that these parts of golden stuff don't disappear at all, they are just either get absorbed by me, or hide good enough for me to not notice.

Good thing is, the golden dust is not concentrated, allowing me to forcefully fight it. Yep, I will have to manually clean my body from golden dust, and the process is just blasting it with my inner energies, except for Force.

Force, for some kind of reason can't really interact with it, making my strongest ability useless in this process.

So, I began blasting.

Why? Because places where dust settled for too long were recombining into the sludge, creeping to the closest crack.

Well. enough about my health. I can do it all even in costume, while doing other things. For example - killing couple of these bladey guys that again attempt to sneak on me.

As I enjoyed the view, Without sound, being extremely silent, two blade-bearing mutants tried to pierce my neck from two sides.

* swish * came the sound of blade going through the air.

* Crck * * Crck * was the sound of these blades being deformed in multiple points, as bodies of these two victims of the virus began moving even more unnaturally, flying up in the air, crumbling in to the balls of flesh.

After compressing im into two balls of flesh and bone, as blood was dripping from them, I just threw them high into the sky, so they would land somewhere random.

After that, I burned all the blood that they left on my wooden balcony.

Obviously, only balcony was wooden and not reinforced. It was just a place for relaxation with removable roof, so I could watch the space, as spaceships were landing and flying away from time to time.

In the morning, as I began moving all my resources on to the ship, buying some more stuff for my travel to earth, as it was the only place I might care about in here, I felt that situation with obelisk and it's spawns was alarmingly accelerating.

I might be able to fight many hundreds of infected, maybe even thousands, but I don't want to. And there are a lot more people in here than I can handle just by myself.

After a while, I decided to hold on to the launch, as I thought about one thing.

"Fuck it!"

As I said such thing, One of the men who was loading cargo on to the ship looked at me and continued working.

Ghm...

Spreading my Force far and wide, making it less and less accurate, I began searching for closest infected, and one of them was not far from me. Why would I search for infected and mutated, but not recreated obelisk?

Well. I should first attempt to locate it by invading it's connection to the infected. I don't want to waste too much time.

It didn't work.

Well, it partially worked. I interfered obelisk's signal, turning infected inactive, but I couldn't locate it just by that connection.

" Well, the old fashioned way then. " I said, trying to feel congregation of infected, disfigured beings.

And oh. well, There are a lot of them. and ai mean. A LOT. thousands of infected spread throughout the city, hiding below it. Everywhere. Waiting for order.

It seems obelisk is smarter than I first thought.

I thought it worked on instinct. It tried killing me as I made it feel pain, but it seems not. It was thinking. At least partially.

It should've kept away from me, or sent something stronger than couple groups of bladers. Am I too arrogant? Can it even produce anything else at this point in time?

I don't really know.

I just know that the slimy and fleshy stuff that is growing below the city is definitely good for obelisk, and bad for humans.

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1535/1672 words in chapter.

Thank you for reading, and enjoy if you can.

I think I might want to edit some previous chapters for mistakes.

Also, I plan to finish this story in 20-40 chapters.

After that, I might continue writing different stories, and I have some stupid ideas for extremely short ones too.

And after this one, I will be writing long, but slower progressing story.

Unlike the start of this one, I have experience. And I would like to base my chapter's length to 2k or so words.

From my experience, 1500 is the number when I actually begin to think that chapter is ready. Without knowing that it reached 1500 words. Strange stuff. So, 2k +- 500 would be good size.

Now that I wrote this note, I think I might release next chapter soon.