Posted Sat Sep 26, 2015 | 517 Words | Tagged story 2011 archived

So I found a REALLY old story I found lying around with a bunch of unpublished stuff, based around this story on metabods. I’ve edited it slightly to not be as terrible, but enjoy!

I was being followed. I just knew it. I guessed who it was, The Chameleon. The guy who brushes your cheek and controls you and walks off with your form. Although, he didn’t know me well at all. He didn’t know what training I’d been doing in the past.

I used to be part of a secret orphanage where they train children to help solve the seemingly impossible. They believed in great potential for me, which had failed massively. When I was sixteen and able, I left. I didn’t feel like I wanted to waste my life doing that.

He walked towards me as my mind had expected him to. I stopped, I knew I’d won him. I blanked my mind, kind of like deleting all the programs running on a computer and leaving it on the desktop.

He moved his hand towards my chin and brushed up against it. I felt my mind slowing at that instant. I saw his face and looked happy. Just as he was going to order me, I moved my lips repeating the chant in my mind. I had loosened it and got control over my mouth in which I spoke, “sakusan torishika” over and over getting louder. He deadened in his state. I felt it. I screamed, “korishuta oriheed!!!!!” I suddenly regained control of my body, and the slowed brain of mine needed to tick correctly to the same time so I had the super speed ability for a second.

I didn’t waste this second. I used it well and dived with my hand and pierced his body and removed his chameleon power, a necklace they all had implanted into themselves. I removed it in just enough time. I didn’t even get any blood on me or the necklace.

However, I knew he’d die as my mind normalized back into sync. I just told him before his last breath, “checkmate”. I knew chameleon bodies that died just melted away in the rain so I left him there. I continued on my journey home putting on the necklace and decided that I would try this straight away. I knew I was the only one who found the book on them in the depths of the library and burned it afterwards, for me to only see.

I walked down the alleyway I took to my house and saw the fittest guy I had ever seen. I felt the necklace work, and it did look good on me so I was very happy. I quickly brushed up against his face and he deadened. I told him to follow which he obeyed into my house, where I stroked again and I felt every cell in my body reform, matching his. Then, as instructed, he removed all of of his clothes and I put them on. I was going to enjoy using this.

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