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John Elio and his sister, Idelle, are enjoying their time off in John's rural hometown of Poca Bellezza until they are suddenly confronted by the general who has been secretly commanding Idelle. The general reveals himself to be John's real father, and his assistant admits she is his real mother. Both of them want John to rejoin their family, but when he refuses, they put his town and its people at risk of destruction and will force him to be with them unless he passes their challenges for him and his sister.

Saturday, August 9, 2025

Even in Conflict, Honor Thy Father and Mother: Chapter 3 – No Holding Back, Even Against Family

Chapter 3 – No Holding Back, Even Against Family

At the community center, I find that the shelter that was constructed in times of superhuman attacks and battles is badly damaged and has dozens upon dozens of people surrounding it, some of whom I recognize. I see my friends from the hero academy that I went to and fought alongside, such as Luke, Titus, Mark, and a few other recognizable faces. They talk about how Isaias bought them out with whatever they wanted: fame, money, or moving up in the hero ranks, that this is nothing more than a playful fight, that they’re sorry for being on the opposing side, and it’s nothing personal. All their excuses for being a part of this blend in my head as nothing more than them admitting to being sellouts and taking part in something they don’t understand, is more dangerous and destructive than they think. I’d say that they think of this situation differently if their hometown were under attack, but then again, some would see this situation as a necessary evil for greater fame and fortune to attain their goals.

“See that? Even your closest friends and allies will turn against you for the simplest things,” Isaias says.

“You’ll have to train in dealing with facing that kind of betrayal. It’s one of the hardest things to do as a hero and, in our line of work, it happens more often than we like to admit,” Irlene adds.

“We’ll also be on their side. Now that you’ve both fought alongside us, you know how we fight, so it should make it easier for you.”

“Us? Against all of them and you?!” Idelle says.

“Given your powers and determination, you should be able to just get by. You need to know what that feels like as well.”

“It’s all for your betterment. You’ll thank us later.”

“Shut it! Can you trust those villains you’re fighting with not to turn on you or turn their attention to the townspeople and use them for their benefit?” I ask.

“You’ll have to beat us to prevent any possibility of that happening. Come on, son. Show us everything you have and more!”

An ambush of villains who were hiding in the surrounding area of the community center attacks us. The odd, sinking, blood-boiling feeling from before quickly hits me like a rocket from a launcher, and my entire body feels like it’s cold and hot at the same time as it instantly turns white. I can hear Idelle, Isaias, and Irlene arguing, but their exact words are muffled. I fight back against everyone who goes after me, sometimes defeating them quicker than I expected or killing them when I didn’t mean to. My friends, Titus and Mark, try double-teaming me with one of Luke’s robots backing them up, all of whom fall in seconds.

That blood-boiling feeling grows and grows with each passing second, and foe defeated, whether they’d be sellout hero or depraved villain, all of whom have been judged for punishment in my mind as if I could read their souls and know exactly what God wants me to do with them. My skin and shirt then go completely white as I speed up and reach past my boiling point. There’s no holding back anymore. Not against people like these. This place, once a joyful meeting place of Poca Bellezza’s families, is in ruins, and its people are cowering in a shelter, fearing for their lives. This fight and the reasons behind it are pointless, except for bringing justice to the sinful and humbling the survivors.

My strength and speed have now quadrupled, and no one can last even a second against me as I defeat foe after foe with terrifying speed and nothing held back. No one who doesn’t deserve mercy is instantly killed, and those who do are incapacitated and unable to move or knocked out cold. My righteous wrath leaves dozens upon dozens of bodies in its wake, and my anger for today’s injustice is such that I scream so loud that the force of my scream causes an explosion of light that bursts forth from me and consumes everything and everyone around me. In the blink of an eye, certain foes were evaporated, knocked out, or rendered immobile. As for Idelle, she’s fine except for the wounds she suffered during the battle, and the surrounding community center has been miraculously repaired as if nothing had happened to it.

Meanwhile, Isaias and Irlene are lying on the ground, struggling to get back up. Looking at myself, I see that my skin is whiter and brighter than before, and my once bright red shirt with a golden cross on it is now just as white as my skin, and the cross on it is silver. The wounds on my body seem to glow, and looking at myself in the glass of one of the buildings, I see that my hair is also white, and the color from my eyes is completely gone. Additionally, my blue jeans and brown boots have also lost their color. What kind of power is this that’s been lying dormant in me?

As my anger subsides, the color returns to my skin and eyes, but not the tatters that are my clothes. Idelle looks at me more concerned than afraid and goes over to hug me. I hold her tightly in my arms and tell her that I’m okay.

“Are you? What was that?” she asks.

“I…don’t know at all. It’s another God-given power that I’ll have to figure out later,” I admit. “All I know is that those who deserved mercy got it, while those who didn’t instantly died.”

“That was amazing,” Isaias says as he struggles to get up. When he eventually does, he comes over and pats me on the side of my arm. “You accomplished things beyond our expectations, son. You’ll be a legendary hero. I know it.”

Irlene gets up and tells us how proud she is of us and hugs us with Isaias in one big family hug. Idelle and I push them away after a second.

“We won. Write your checks to repair the damages you caused and get lost,” I say.

“We’ll be back soon, or you’ll come to us. Look at your hero buzzer,” Isaias says.

Looking at my hero buzzer, I see that…I’m not associated with any hero associations.

“What did you do?”

“Fire you from the association you worked with and blacklisted you from joining any from the back end. Did you really think I wouldn’t have any other way to push you to join us? You’ll either have to work as a freelance hero or join us if you want to do legitimate work.”

“Write your checks, take your wounded, and leave!” I say as my skin suddenly goes white for a second before returning to normal.

Isaias and Irlene tepidly agree, hiding their terrified feelings behind false smiles, thinking that they’ve still somehow won. The two of them then call their men to come here, take the townspeople back to their homes, write the checks they need to, and take the injured to the nearest hospital. When Idelle and I go back home, we tell our parents what happened. They try to emphasize our victory, but it feels too bittersweet to feel good about. In the following days, Idelle and I help rebuild Poca Bellezza with the help that Isaias and Irlene have paid for.

Afterward, the townspeople throw us a surprise, daylong thank-you party for saving them. They call us “The Saviors of Poca Bellezza” and have even created a statue in our image. It’s a fun time and does reinvigorate my downcast spirit a bit, even though I still feel fearful for Isaias and Irlene’s eventual return. Still, the townspeople want us to be happy, so I put on my best smile, thank God for my real family around me, leave the future in God’s hands, and enjoy the present moment as much as I can, as God intended.

 

The End

Even in Conflict, Honor Thy Father and Mother: Chapter 2 – Family Fighting Activity

Chapter 2 – Family Fighting Activity

Idelle is in her golden armor and crimson bodysuit, and making sure I’m fine every minute as I’m sitting down on my parents’ couch and they try to cheer us up and tell us to eat our breakfast, so we can be ready for the upcoming fight. Knowing our parents are right, Idelle and I eat faster than we expect. I then start calling friends and associates that I have over in the hero association that I’m a part of for help, but none of my calls go through, not even calls to my friend’s personal phones or hero buzzer. My calls to the local hero association don’t go through either nor do my calls to the police.

“I should’ve guessed they’d block all our calls for help,” I say out loud.

“Are you sure it’s a good idea to involve others in this?” Idelle asks.

“They won’t be involved in the fighting. Instead, I want them to help the townspeople stay safe and away from the fighting.”

My parents suggest calling everyone they know using their phones, do so, and can get through to people to let them know what’s going to happen. Despite it being a spur-of-the-moment notice, the people we know agree to do what my parents tell them and inform the police and heroes to get everyone to a safe location.

“The people of Poca Bellezza are incredible,” Idelle says.

“It’s the famous southern hospitality,” my mom says.

“You two should be in a safe location, too. I don’t want you caught up in more of this, especially since Isaias and Irlene already seem to hate you,” I say.

“We’ll help where we can, while staying out of your fight. We wouldn’t want to distract you from beating whatever challenge those two scumbags have for you. I’m sorry that I called your real parents that,” my dad says.

“You have nothing to apologize for. They aren’t my real parents. You two are.”

My parents smile at me, call me their true son, and give me a hug. They also call Idelle their true daughter and drag her into the family group hug, which makes her cry a couple of tears of joy. The hug lasts for a minute before we let go. Idelle and I say our goodbyes and head into the town since our hour of rest is over. When we arrive in the town, we see that the once bustling and friendly place we once knew is a ghost town with no sign of life in sight, which is both good and off-putting at the same time.

“I’m sorry that I didn’t know this was going to happen,” Idelle says out of nowhere. “I had no idea those two would try this or cared so much about taking us back into their family.”

“I don’t blame you. From what you’ve told me and what I’ve seen so far of the general, he’s a very secretive guy, who doesn’t tell the whole truth when he explains things,” I say.

“No, I should’ve known, and shouldn’t have let his reassurances convince me to stop asking him so many questions. He’s manipulative, makes you think that he’s told you everything, and I should know that better than anyone.”

“It’s okay, Idelle.”

“The same thing goes for Irlene. I should’ve told you about her sooner, but she’s just as secretive as Isaias, if not more so, because she acts behind the scenes without being seen or acknowledged by anyone.”

“It’s fine. If anything, I’m more upset at how upset you are at yourself, so please, stop.”

“…okay.”

Idelle and I wander around the town, anxiously waiting for something to happen, but nothing does. We keep searching and waiting until Idelle gets a call from Isaias. The look of surprise on her face and tone of voice suggest something bad is happening.

Once she gets off the phone, I ask, “What did he say?”

“He knows where all the citizens of this town are hiding and-”

Irlene comes down from the sky where we are, cracking the concrete around her, and somehow not dirtying her uniform.

“I’m sure you would’ve guessed it by now, but we have eyes and ears everywhere. Did you think we wouldn’t have people or cameras watching our children?” Irlene says.

“You had me watching him! You said you weren’t going to send anyone else,” Idelle says.

“We meant that, at the time, but then changed our minds. You were a bit too unhinged in your hatred for us to completely trust.”

“You’re the reason why I’m like this!”

Idelle charges at Irlene, who blocks all her punches, kicks, and attacks from her snakes.

“Don’t spend too much of your energy on me. You’ll have a better foe to fight soon.”

Isaias runs at us from a distance I couldn’t see him from and stops the two from fighting by getting in between them.

“Our training dummies have arrived,” Isaias says. He points in various directions around town and in the sky to turn our attention to the coming threats. “More villains, criminals, and bad actors in government and business are here to clean their records with your defeat. What they don’t know is that your mother and I will be helping you in this fight because I want them dead or behind bars just as much as both of you do.”

“I’m not a hero to cleanse the country of villains and criminals! I only do it to serve God and my community,” I remind Isaias.

“Son, you have to have your sights set on the bigger picture if you want to accomplish that. Now, let’s focus on the enemy ahead and engage in a little superhuman family activity.”

Before I can get a word in, a barrage of explosions and powers hits us and separates me from Irlene and Idelle and causing damage to the surrounding area.. Unfortunately, Isaias is still with me since he wants us to fight together, which I reluctantly accept. We then head into the fray of battle, both of us using our speed and strength to take down our enemies one after the other. There’s even a bit of synergy and common tactics between us as we use the bodies of our foes against one another, and attack certain foes together, who we think need our attention.

“Did you have to send these many people to attack us?” I ask.

“No, there were fewer, but I expected them. We knew that giving the people who distrusted us too great a deal would have them bring backup to make sure this wasn’t a trap,” Isaias says.

“Which it was. You didn’t have to be dishonest with them.”

“I wasn’t. I only told half the truth. You get used to speaking the language of half-truths when you’re in my business.”

“I hope I never am.”

“We’ll see about that. You also wouldn’t have had to face this many people if you had killed the people I first sent after you. Now, they’re back up and brought more of their friends here.”

“I only kill if absolutely necessary, not because someone tells me to, even someone who says they’re my true father.”

“I understand, but this is that absolutely necessary situation. Just like the villain you threw into the sewage system, the law can’t legally punish these people, and can only send them away with a slap on the wrist or kill them behind closed doors and deny they did anything. Trust me when I say that I live by the same rule you do and that people are worth more dead than alive.”

“You have to view it in God’s way, and not your own.”

“I do everything for a higher power. When you’re in the same position I am, you’ll come to see that the shady way of doing things isn’t always necessarily evil.”

“I find that hard to believe because look at what you’ve done already. Look at this humble, quiet town that now suffers because of you.”

Isaias and I have already fought around and in my old school, the dinner I frequent, old toy and game stores I liked to shop in, playgrounds, churches, and food stores, all of which have nostalgic and personal value to me because of the memories associated with them and the people who I knew that worked in them.

“This isn’t the first time the government’s had a publicly secret execution like this. We have enough money and people to cover this entire thing up and make it up to the people we’ve hurt. You and they will see the greater good done through all this violence and destruction soon.”

“Tch. You’re unbelievable.”

Our fighting continues and lands both of us in the police station, thanks to encountering a strong foe who punches us both into the building. As we get up, Irlene also flies into the police station with us, and Idelle soon follows.

“Are you okay?” I ask Idelle.

“I’m fine, son,” Irlene says in her place. “Your sister is playing rough with me, but I understand.”

“What do you mean?”

“She’s been getting in cheap shots and allowing me to be overwhelmed by our foes. It’s something that I’ve done as well when I worked with people I didn’t like or wanted dead. Your father and I were deployed in circumstances where we didn’t need to write reports, and our superiors didn’t care what happened as long as the objectives were accomplished, so I used them to get rid of bad actors and evil people we were forced to work with.”

“That’s why you’re the slimiest out of the two of you,” Idelle says, referring to Irlene and Isaias.

“Your father is more slimly, if that’s what you want to call it. I can’t manipulate legalities and the wording of laws to suit our purposes like he can, and make everything that we do seem legally and morally correct.”

“And I can’t hide things and our enemies behind the scenes like you can,” Isaias says.

“You two can be lovey-dovey about your backstabbing practices later. Everyone is converging on us now,” Idelle says.

“How about we switch up partners? I’d like to spend time with my son, since my daughter doesn’t seem to like me,” Irlene says.

“Sure thing,” Isaias says.

Before Idelle and I can say anything, Irlene and Isaias separate us from one another as our foes converge on us and level the police station.

“What did you say to Idelle?” I ask Irlene.

“What do you mean?”

“She isn’t one to jump to violence, unless she thinks she needs to. What did you say to tick her off?”

“Nothing at all, except reasoning my love for you and her.”

“She doesn’t want to hear that. Isaias and you have put her through too much for her to care about hearing you out.”

“Then let me convince you about it so you can talk to her.”

Our foes attack Irlene and me as we’re talking, so we focus on that for now. As I fight, I see Irlene fighting in her own way in the distance. She viciously attacks her enemies with her fists and legs, just like Idelle does, but she doesn’t care to use their bodies as weapons against their allies; however, she does come to my aid, drawing some of the attackers' attention away from me. Wanting to keep her safe and unhurt, I try to redirect their focus onto me and make myself appear to be a more urgent threat.

“You’re more like me than you think,” Irlene says as we start to fight more closely together. “Whenever a person I care for is in danger, I become more vicious in my attack and throw myself into danger, not to say that your father doesn’t do the same. Where we are the same is in our goals being more short-term than your father’s long-term goals. We both know that what’s done in the present moment matters more than what could potentially be done in the future.”

“My methods are more honest and legal, and my way of fighting isn’t as vicious as yours.”

“We may disagree on many things, but I will admit your gift of strong kindness. Watching you treat everyone with kindness and help everyone, no matter who they were, touched us and made us reexamine how we acted. Also, seeing you happy with your adoptive family did admittedly make us jealous and yearn for normality.

“If you want that, then why did you have to put us all through this test?”

“Our family trade is violence. It has been for generations, my side of the family known for its military service, and your father’s known for law enforcement and the politicians it's produced. This is just how we do things to show our character and intentions.”

I’d say it’s warped and continue the conversation, but I’m tired of the back and forth and just let Irlene’s actions and mine speak for themselves. We intensify our efforts to finish the fight, remembering that we need to help Idelle and Isaias, which makes us fight faster regardless of the damage done to us, and we head toward the sounds of fighting to find that they have finished their side of the battle as well.

Going up to them, I say to Isaias, “That should be all of them. Is our test done yet? Have we passed it?”

“It’s not over yet. What’s the most important part of being a hero to you?” Isaias asks.

“Saving…” I grab Isaias’s collar. “You didn’t put the townspeople in danger, did you?!”

“Depends on what you do next. Better get to the community center soon.”

I grit my teeth and head off. There had better not be a hair harmed on them or else!

Friday, August 8, 2025

Even in Conflict, Honor Thy Father and Mother: Chapter 1 – Stretching the 5th Commandment


Chapter 1 – Stretching the 5th Commandment

So many days of fighting, maintaining peace, and performing acts of charity in the busy Sunny City of Tomorrow, Solis, have taken their toll on me. Even the strongest superheroes, who are bulletproof and immune to most injuries like me, get tired and worn out. Instead of traveling to new places, going on thrill rides, or dining at fancy restaurants or bars, I decided to spend my week-long vacation at my parents’ farm in Poca Bellezza. I need a place that’s quiet, isolated, and simple, compared to the constant noise and complexities of the world that always demand more of me, such as rising in the hero ranks and taking on more requests to keep earning a good salary. All I want as a hero is to serve God and help others. That’s my life goal, clear and straightforward, and I don’t care for anything else beyond that.

My sister, Idelle, has been with me this whole time, and we’ve been enjoying the simple pleasures of this rural town. Beyond the hometown food and nice people that you can rarely find anywhere else, I’m happiest when I see my sister happy, since she’s usually moody. It’s strange seeing her not wearing her usual golden armor and crimson bodysuit, but I think her wearing pink and light red dresses, skirts, and girly outfits is cute, even if the white snake and black snake on her back may take away from the look she has. Regardless, this is the best thing in the world. Being with the people I love and seeing them happy.

It's Wednesday now, and I expect it will be another wonderful day until I hear the sounds of vehicles approaching the house and vibrations that shake the ground. When I go outside, I see a small military group of soldiers with rifles backed up by jeeps equipped with mounted guns. Leading the group are a man and a woman dressed in red, blue, and gold military officer uniforms. The woman looks very similar to my sister, except she has black hair and brown eyes, unlike my sister’s gray hair and white and black eyes. Lastly, I recognize the man as the general, the one who has been giving orders to my sister and is a major reason for her misery. Idelle seems tense and surprised that he’s here and tells my parents to hide inside the house while we deal with this. They agree to do so as my sister and I approach the general and the woman with him.

Before the general can say anything, I cut him off, cross myself, and say, “Praised be to God, I’ve been wanting this moment, and you come to me. What are you here for?”

The general and the woman next to her smirk. The general says, “I’m here for you, son. I want our family to be complete."

“Son?”

“Heh. Does our familial bond surprise you? I expected a bigger reaction out of you for the reveal.”

“Not really. You partially gave it away the first time we met.”

There’s also the fact that both he and I have light blue eyes and blonde hair.

“That’s my bad. I couldn’t help it. As I said, I want our family to be complete. Join your mother, sister, and me, and you’ll help the world in ways you couldn’t possibly imagine.”

“Don’t do it, John,” Idelle says to me.

“It’s his choice.”

“I didn’t know either of you would come here or offer him to work for you. Why didn’t you tell me?”

“Because I knew you’d disapprove and get him to hide. I also didn’t want to ruin your good time together. Seeing him happily living a life is why I backed off during his childhood years, and is the reason why I’m here.”

“Are you jealous of what he has?”

“Is there anything wrong with our motivation for being here?” the woman asks.

“Yes, there is, Irlene.”

“I’m your mother, Idelle. There’s no need for you to think we have bad intentions.”

“There are plenty of reasons! You both gave us up for experimentation because you wanted us to be superhumans to fight in battles alongside you.”

“Huh?” I say.

The general sighs and says, “John, I was going to tell you that in better circumstances, but since Idelle already told you, I’ll reveal the whole truth. Your mother and I wanted you and your sister to have powers because we experienced the horrors of fighting superhumans during a battle against villains. We were called to a city where a major battle was taking place, and both our squads were wiped out by superhuman villains and saved by superhuman heroes, making us see the positives and negatives of them in person. Because scientific advancement had caused a craze in obtaining superpowers through artificial and experimental means, we thought allowing you to be tested on would make you into proper superhuman heroes.”

“It was for your own purposes to use us as weapons for the country. You didn’t care what it would do or mean for us,” Idelle says.

“I recall hearing your approval of getting them when I told you about them.”

“That’s because I was a kid and didn’t know better! How could I, especially with what you put me through?!”

“What did you put her through?” I ask.

“Your sister was part of an experiment that tried to separate the evil from a person by putting two snakes in a room with her, one cursed by a satanist and the other blessed by a Catholic priest, and what you see is the result. Instead of separating the good and evil in her, the snakes attached themselves to her and are fighting for possession of her mind.”

“That’s not to forget all the experiments done on me to test the new strength, resistance to attacks, and speed I obtained. These snakes on me also couldn’t be removed, and their constant talking feels more like a burden than a blessing, even with the white snake telling me what’s right.”

“What about me?” I ask.

“Since it was theorized that God is the source of people getting their powers, an experiment was done to see what would happen if a child spent their entire life in the presence of Him, so your mother bore you in an adoration chapel we created, and you were raised in there.”

“You also experimented on him like me. What kind of parents would put their infant child through so much, so they could make him into a weapon?”

“It was to test him for powers, and look what you two have become. You both became wonderful heroes by your own choices.”

“This only happened because I freed my brother while we were being transported to another testing facility. It happened because we chose it to, not because of anything you did.”

“Are you forgetting that we allowed it?” Irlene asks. “Your father and I let you have this freedom of choice because you kept killing the soldiers and heroes we sent to retrieve your brother and you, and because we were touched by how well taken care of your brother was.”

“Don’t remind me. You had me kill, kidnap, and torture so many people so my brother could live happily. This is why you shouldn’t trust them, John. They’ll have you do the same things I did.”

“It was for the good of the country, and I’m starting to get tired of your brother being called John. That’s not his name, so he should embrace his true one. My name is Isaias Kruck, your mother’s is Irlene, your sister’s is Idelle, and as such, yours is I-”

“I don’t want to hear anymore,” I interrupt. “You experimented on children, and most importantly, made my sister miserable. I don’t need any more reasons to not join you.”

Irlene says, “Those experiments done on you were the safest our money and influence could buy. Others were put through the same experiments as you and either died, got nothing out of it, hardly got any powers, or suffered a fate worse than death. We made beyond sure that you could become proper heroes.”

“We’re also finished experimenting on children and youth. Those programs have ended, thanks to people like your mother, our allies in the government, corporations like Coronamento, and me," Isaias adds. “You know that we’re trying to become better people because of how we’re trying to clean house of bad actors and the scum we did business with. I’m sure you remember, not too long ago, the villain you killed who kidnapped a girl with the potential to be a superhuman. I appreciate you handling him the way you did, but I can’t say the same for the people at the waste processing center, who had to remove all the bits of him from the sewage treatment systems. He was one of many targets that day that I’m glad you took care of, while the rest were either arrested or killed, thanks to you.”

“That was only a mutual partnership because I wanted to save the girl. It’s going to take a lot to make me trust you and agree to a lasting relationship. Besides, I don’t feel the push or calling to help you. As far as I’m concerned, God still wants me to be a simple neighborhood hero,” I say.

“I respect your dedication to your faith, but this is an order from a higher place in the government that you serve. Think of it as a sign from above. I know you’re a patriotic man, who does his best not to cause trouble and follows the law to the letter.”

“I was raised to put God first, my family, and my country, but not always the government that rules it. Practicing and acting what I believe to be right is what makes this country, the Columbian Union, the freest and best country in the world.”

“You are indeed free, but you are not free from consequence. You should also remember that you put your family first, ahead of your country, and your mother and I are your family. Again. Your real last name is Kruk, and your true first name is I-”

“My real name is John Elio.”

“And my real name is Idelle Elio,” my sister proudly says.

Irlene looks at Isaias, who looks back at her. She nods at him, he nods back and takes a flare gun out. He shoots the gun into the sky, and his soldiers behind him back away.

“What did you do? Who did you signal?” I ask.

“Your mother and I don’t take no for an answer. It’s the warrior spirit within us that I know you share. Because of that, we’d like to put your powers to the test. If you pass, then we’ll leave you alone for the time being. If not, we’ll have to take you back ourselves. This first test is one to answer a curiosity we have. Your sister’s reports told us about your hair, skin, and eyes turning white and radiating light when you face certain evil opponents, and we’d like to see the extent of that power.”

In the distance, I see a group of superhumans flying in, helicopters, prison vans, and other superhumans running at us on foot. An odd sinking feeling begins to rise in me, and my blood begins to boil. I see that my skin is slowly turning white, and Isaias and Irlene are seeing that they got what they wanted.

“Stop it!” Idelle says.

“Why? Those men and women approaching in the distance are the worst of the worst that the government worked with. We told them that the records held against them, both private and public, will be erased if they defeat you. What they don’t know is that they’re all here to die at your hands, son. You better meet them before they ruin the Elio family's beautiful farm,” Isaias says.

Knowing that he’s right, I reluctantly run off and jump into action to meet my foes halfway before they reach my family’s farm. They throw every manner of explosive, magic, and power at me, including hitting me with their best robots and super strength, none of which even scratches me, whereas my strength takes them all out in one or two punches. The sudden aggression I feel has somehow empowered me beyond my usual super strength and speed, making me more than a match for this entire group of people, and in the end, they’re all down and knocked out, because I don’t want to kill them like Isaias wanted. Returning to the farm, I see Isaias and Irlene watching a video feed, which they likely used to monitor the battle.

“Hmm. It’s a bit disappointing that you held back. How did you do it when you killed others with the same power?” Isaias asks.

“I prayed for them in my mind and held back,” I say.

“Ah, of course, your power would be influenced by supernatural means. It’s impressive to see you come out of that chaos without a scratch on you despite all the damage you took, your shirt and jeans being in tatters, and beating your foes so easily, even though you held back. Well, we’ll see what more you can do when your entire town is under attack.”

“What?!”

“Don’t worry. We’ll cover the damage and heal those who get hurt. Think of it as a real-time sparring session like the ones you had in the hero academy,” Irlene says.

“Except people’s lives are at stake!”

“I’m sure you’ll save them all, like you usually do. We’ll give you an hour to rest and prepare.”

Isaias and Irlene turn to walk away, but I use my speed to grab Isaias’ hand quickly.

“You’re not going to do any of that. You’re going to walk away and leave my family and friends alone. Right now!” I demand.

Isaias smiles and raises his hand despite my trying to keep it down, revealing that he has powers like I do, before he punches me with his other hand, sending me flying across the fields. Idelle stands over me to protect me, while Isaias and Irlene stand above me.

“We went through similar experiments to both of you, but ours were more based in science than faith,” Irlene says.

“We sacrificed too much to let you go. I assure you that I’m a better person than before. Call me selfish, but I want my children back, and I will not have them taken from me!” Isaias says.

Two shots ring out, and Isaias and Irlene flinch. Looking behind them, I see my parents with rifles in their hands, pointing their guns at the two. Meanwhile, the soldiers point their guns at my parents.

“Don’t hurt them!” I say as Idelle and I stand in front of our parents.

“Why shouldn’t my soldiers point their guns at people who shot their generals, and more importantly, your true parents?” Isaias says.

“What kind of real parent hits their son in the way you did?” my dad says.

“You know he can take it. I hardly left a mark. You didn’t seem to mind shooting me.”

“Because I heard what you said and decided to act. No one hits my son that way and talks to him in the way you did.”

“He’s my son. If you knew our powers, then you knew that bullets do nothing to us, and you would die if we fought you.”

“So? Dying defending your children isn’t a bad reason to die, not that I expect you to know what caring for your children is like,” my mom says.

Irlene steps towards us, but is immediately stopped by Isaias. They both look furious and are trying to contain their emotions as best they can.

“Johnson and Josephine Elio,” Irlene says. “You both took good care of our children and made them happier than we have, I’ll give you that, but we’re taking back our children today. After which, neither we nor they will see you again.”

“We were going to go easier on you, but now that you pissed us off, we won’t hold anything back. You two better prepare yourselves if you really want to stay with these two,” Isaias says.

The two leap into the sky as their men retreat from my family’s farm and leave us in peace, for now. I’ve been waiting and wanting the day to finally confront the general, Isaias, for everything he’s done to my sister, but this is the worst way it couldn’t have happened, and I wish it never happened at all.

Saturday, August 2, 2025

Rules for Divinity's Divinations

  • A player's cards consist of: 1 Dealer, 7 modifiers, and 10 numbered card deck consisting of numbers from 1-10 of the player's choice.
  • The 7 modifiers are laid face down and face up Dealer are laid ahead of the play area next to a player's deck.
  • The total value of your deck cannot be less than 55 or more than 77.
  • You can only have 3 cards of one number.
  • The highest score or fulfilled dealer's instant win conditions is the winner.
  • Modifiers are spun around to randomize their effect, and the numbered card decks are shuffled.
During the game
  • A coin must be flipped to determine who goes first.
  • There are 3 rounds per game.
  • 3 cards are drawn in the first round, 2 cards in the second round, and 2 cards in the third.
  • Only 3 modifiers can be used per turn, and the remaining modifiers can be used on the last, but all modifiers can't be used all at once on the last turn. Chain cards count toward the 3 modifier use limit, but Event cards don't.
  • A modifier can be flipped up or flipped to the side, but once it is beginning to be flipped, you can't choose to flip it another way, to use the other effect of the modifier. All players know what their face-down modifiers are, can put them in any order, and check which is which, while their opponent is kept in the dark about which modifier is which.
  • If you run out of cards, and your playing field still has open slots, you can use cards from the top of your opponent's deck or the cards outside of the play area.

Numbered cards for Divinity's Divinations



Friday, August 1, 2025

My 315th book is done and out today!


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During an attack on Solis by criminals and villains, a little girl is kidnapped, and despite everything going on around with people who will pay him more to help, John Elio instead chooses to save the girl, while most of the other heroes choose fame and fortune. This simple rescue mission uncovers a deeper, hidden plot that he is barred from uncovering.