The idea of fate has been tossed around many times and brought up many arguments. Some people like to believe that they are in control over their fate and will cling on to the idea that they themselves control their own lives. What if fate really grabs us all and won’t let us go. If our lives were predetermined, how would you take the news if you found out what was going to happen not only you but also your entire universe? Could you even do anything?

Forced Continuity
Teenage Standoff: Dark Omens

Justin starred straight into Chris’s eyes. The two locked in a dead silence. There was no one around but the animals in the forest. Chris had his fists clenched and his ring shined a brilliant blue light. Justin had furry in his eyes, he wanted revenge, he wanted vengeance. A coat was draped over Justin’s shoulder blocking the site of where his arm used to be.

Chris broke the silence, “Justin what do you want? Why did you call me to this spot?”

“You don’t remember this spot? It was 3 years ago today that we had our last battle. You took something from me. You left me here for dead! You fought me because you knew nothing about me! You thought I was better then you because my father had some money. Yet I’m not the one with the super power. Today I will prove that I really am better then you by taking something of equivalence from what you took from this town and me. I will take your life!” Justin explained.

“You really think you are going to do that? I beat you last time I will beat you again. And what do you mean this town? I have nothing to do with everything becoming chaos around here.”

“Wrong. Two years ago Justin made his move on this town. He began controlling all the weak minds around here. You had a strong mind. He couldn’t control you. Yet you just watched it happen. You did nothing to stop him or his gang. Jeff your best friend tried to stop him. He even asked for your help! But you refused. Jeff was no fighter. He died that day. Now with very few supers not in Max’s control it was up to you to rally the troops and stop him but you did nothing. You just watched it all burn. How do you sleep at night knowing your best friend died cause you wouldn’t save him, and that the girl you so called “loved” is sleeping with the enemy against her will? Everything that happened is as much your fault as it is his! There are about 6 people in this town now that are not under Max’s control. All the rest are dead. 4 of them are in hiding. After tonight there will only be 5 left because only one of us will walk away from this battle.” Said Justin as he put his right hand on his coat.

“How can you even think about fighting me? Our last battle I took that arm from you. Don’t make me take the other one. And if you dare call it a flesh wound I will kill you.” Chris said sarcastically as he walked closer to him.

“Don’t jest I will kill you.”

“You don’t even have an arm!” Chris screams.

“That’s where you’re wrong.” Justin rips his jacket off reveling what seems to be a gauntlet gun attached to his shoulder. He lifts it and immediately begins to fire at Chris.

Chris turns his ring into a Captain America replica shield. The bullets bounce off the shield as Chris starts to run towards a giant tree. Justin begins to laugh as he continues to unload on Justin. Right before just reaches the tree he throws his shield at Justin just like Cap would. Just stops firing as the shield flies towards him. His arm changes looking more like a human life robot arm. He extends reaching forwards and slides his arm into the leather belts on the bottom of the shield.  The shield slides down his arm till it reaches his shoulder and the arm retracts back. Justin puts a strong grip on the shield.

“Chris you might have been doing nothing for the last three years but I have been doing my homework.” Justin starts walking towards Chris. “I know that you can’t do anything with this unless you are holding the item. Although I do give you credit for ingenuity, I’m afraid the battle is now over since you are too weak without your power to do me any harm. This is my shield now cause you just won’t touch it again.”

Chris gets up and charges Justin. Justin bends down, Chris gets close enough and Justin punches him right in the stomach. Chris gets stopped in his tracks and spits out some blood. Justin hits Chris across the face with the shield. Chris goes flipping through the air and hits the ground hard. Justin’s mechanical arm, while keeping the shield by his shoulder, stretches out and grabs Chris. It throws him into the air flying right towards Justin. Justin pulls back his right arm and punches Chris right in the mouth. Justin grabs his hand and massages it. There is blood on his hand.

“Congrats Chris. Your face actually did some damage to me.” Justin walks up to Chris. “It’s a shame you are going to have to die now. It was really fun beating you up. So much anger and aggression gone.” Justin stands over Chris’s head.  He grabs the shield in both hands and lifts it high up above his head. He starts to bring it down with all his force. The shield cuts threw the air and its destination is Chris’s neck. Justin gives out a mighty roar. Chris looks up, as the shield is about to hit him. Chris puts his hands right above his face. As the shield makes contact with his hands Chris changes the shield to a big fluffy pillow. Justin’s hands still make contact with the pillow and hit Justin with a strong blow barley weakened by the pillow. With Chris’s last bits of energy he changes the pillow into a rather large punching glove that throws Justin off him. Justin goes flying into the air and then lands five feet away flat on his face.

Justin gets up and dusts himself off. “Very nice. I didn’t expect you to be awake after that last hit. It’s a good thing I know other ways to kill you.” Justin’s arm extends again grabbing Chris by the neck and pulling him towards him. Chris practically knocked out is trying to do something but just can’t. His body has given up on him. It seems like it is all over.

As the final blow is about to happen a portal opens up. The two are thrown into it. Neither have any idea what is going on. They both arrive on the floor of a small room. The room is dark and the only real light is the light of a glowing crystal ball. There is a small round table and a man sitting at the other side of it. The man has a long gray beard he is wearing a black cloak.

“Who are you? What is this place? Where are we?” Justin jumps up and demands answers.

“What cliché questions you ask. I didn’t even need my powers to know you were going to ask that.” The man says. “Usually when you ask to know someone’s name, who is far superior to you, you say yours first as a term of respect.”

“Fine. My name is Jus….”

“It’s ok I already know it. Some people call me the Night Stalker, some call me the gangster of love. Though my true alias is the Overseer, but you can call me Gary.”

“Ok Gary the Overseer why did you bring us here?” Justin asks as he sits down at the table. Chris pretty beat up tries to pick himself up using one of the chairs to help him.

“Please Maurice is fine. Anyway I brought you here because our world and your lives are in danger. I am going to give you a glimpse into the future and hope you can turn the tides.” Gary says waving his hands around the crystal ball.

“And you were talking about clichés. This whole seeing the future in a crystal ball is a little cliché.” Justin says. Chris finally gets into his seat.

“Very true.” Gary says. He snaps his fingers and the room changes. The three are now in recliners with a bowl of popcorn on their laps and sodas on the table next to them. They are directed towards a giant TV screen. “There that’s better.”

“How did you do that?” Chris asks.

“This is my realm I can do anything I want here.” Gary grabs a remote and presses play. The TV begins to play something.

“In a city where you must fight to survive, he sold tortillas on the corner and the mob wanted in…” Came from the TV.

“Can we get to the part about the future?” Justin asks.

“Fine, fine.” Gary says irritated. He picks up the remote again and presses skip.

The TV shows a brilliant ray of light on top of a building. A man appears from the light. He looks around him in every direction. He sees destruction everywhere and people in panic. “God damn it. What have you done?” The man disappears.

The TV changes to something else. There are four men aboard a rather large aircraft. Three of them are facing one of them with angry looks on their faces. One is wearing a white suit and a ninja mask another is wearing a trench coat and the other fatter one kind of looks like the one they are staring down. “We will stop you no matter what. We will not let you destroy our world.” Said the ninja. “I gave you this world I can take it away.” Said the other man.

The TV changes again. That same fat man from the last scene is now on a roof. “You think I want to do this? It is my duty as God to keep this world clean of filth and right now my world looks like hell. I had to kill your husband and I have to kill you.”

The TV changes again. There are a bunch of super heroes sitting around a large round table. Some in spandex suits others in regular clothing. “We must protect the people from whatever kinds of evil there are in this world.” One man said.

“What Evil? Everything was just destroyed. We have nothing to kill and nothing to fight. We were all fooled and we paid the price for it. Now people like us are appearing left and right and they are all good because someone willed it that way. We have nothing to fight for until one of us changes sides.”

“Your predecessor would never have said such things.” Said another man.

“And my predecessor is dead. He died right along side of his morals.”

“[Blocked name. Not ready to be released]….” Another man stood up trying to calm him.

“Knight do not call me by that name. I may look like him but I am not him. Call me Edward.”

TV changes again. Gary is seen on the screen with a young lady. “Give it to me! Give it to me Maurice!”

Gary coughs and hits next on the remote. Justin gives him a strange look.

TV changes again. There are many super heroes standing on the ground like troops listening to one man in front of them all. “Today we prove that we can survive! Today we prove that even super humans like our selves can defeat a God if we try hard enough. We will not let our brothers and sister’s deaths be in vain! WE ARE DARK HEROES AND THIS IS OUR WORLD!”

TV changes again. “How could you do all of this? How could you kill HIM? He was your creation your pride and joy. I remember when you used to brag about his story! What happened?”

“Plot holes!” Said the man as he took out his sword.

The TV changes again. The Fat man is now floating above New Jersey. “I won. It is all over! I killed them, I killed them all! MWHAHAHAHA! MY WORLD MY WORLD!!!!” The man laughed.

The TV turned off.

“Ok that was a great movie and all but how does all that affect us?” Justin asked.

“Well you see that man there that just “Won.” Well he is trying to destroy anyone one that has any importance in this world. That means you two will have to die too. He knows about you and you are both on his list.” Gary says.

“He won’t be able to stop me. He looks fat and lazy.” Chris says.

“He maybe lazy but if you two don’t work together this will happen.” Justin says as the TV shows Chris dead with a sword in him and Justin being strangled by the Fat guy.

“That can’t be good for my health. “Chris says.

“He is coming right now to kill you. You must get together everyone you can and try to survive. If you two die then the world may go along with you. There are few ways to save the planet and you two need to work together for that to happen. At least that is one way. If you two were to fail then I have a few more tricks up my sleeves but if I fail completely then all hope is lost.” Gary says.

“What can we do?” Chris asks.

“This place is a temporal time lock. As long as you are here no time passes in the real world. You will take the next year to train with one another and then in a year time you will fight him. Training facility is through that door to your left. The door to your right will bring you back to real world. Either way you go I cannot help you once you leave this room. Choose wisely.” Chris puts the TV back on

“And the mob wanted in. I don’t know who this guy is…”

Chris and Justin looked at each other trying to decide. They already knew their choice.

To be continued…