Inverse, Mikey Luke Mitchell [best book reader TXT] 📗

in my chest. The antibody let go of me, but I forgot I was floating mid-air and fell to the ground losing my balance.

“What the hell was that!” Randeep shouted.

“Will are you okay?” Coleen came beside me helping me up. I managed to get back on my feet.

“Yeah, thanks, I’m fine.” I said, not quite sure of myself if I was telling the truth or not. The panic had died down and the thinking about it trying to understand got harder and harder.

“When your body stopped convulsing I thought you was going to come back, but then the Antibody started shaking like it was glitching. Then you started screaming and shouting! What happened?” Randeep carried on. Ray nodded in agreement as he came closer to take a good look at me.

“Not quite sure, all I remember was this face, and dark shadows… I couldn’t move… and the tingling feeling, the tingling feeling was horrible, it was petrifying. Felt like someone was -”

“Is that what you just experienced now?” I looked back at the Antibody who just spoke, in a normal male voice, it’s once crystal blue eyes glowed green, meaning it was no longer on automatic now. A moderator was controlling it.

“No.” I breathed, unsure what it meant, did it mean he had to delete my character and my profile? I didn’t want to take the risk either way. Ray shot me a meaningful look which meant are you sure you should keep this secret? I nodded to him back. Coleen and Randeep just bowed their heads ignoring my blatant lie. The Antibody or moderator now, looked back and forth between me and my friends.

“What happened?” He asked us.

“Well I was under inspection so I didn’t see anything.” I said.

“It kind of started shaking like there was a glitch and then it stopped and let Will go.” Ray explained to him.

“Well as far as I can tell, the inspection went fine anyway just that little mishap, sorry about that, were not quite sure what happened. I’m sure it’s nothing either way. Little mishap that’s all OK?” Was he convincing us or himself? I nodded anyway in agreement. There was something worrying him, there was definitely doubt in his voice.

“Well, Will, there is nothing in your inspection that shouts out glitch, so I just let it off as a few one offs, if this continues however, please tell us. You wanted me to check the house for a disruption? Something about a break in, you sent us the CCTV am I right?”
“Yep.”
“Right, if you don’t mind I’ll go in the house and do an inspection on it.”
We followed him inside the house with the rest of the Antibodies tagging behind us. The moderator lifted up his and and everything went into the crumbled mess that we had seen yesterday, he then swiped his hand and it seemed rewind time to the point just before the house crumbled, it was normal. He then forwarded time slowly, and again it looked frames of a film, one frame it was fine, the next it was a mess, no sign of anyone.
“hmm… just a mishap.” He said before clicked his fingers bringing the house to the present.
“What?” Randeep said in a angry tone. He took it badly, he expected at least some explanation, he could not take not being able to understand anything that went on in terms of computers.
“It’s nothing, Randeep Singh.”
“Maybe the Gespos’” He retorted. “There is missing time isn’t there, hackers work. I can help you find them if you want.”
“I know of your talents Randeep and the companies interest in you, but your still a kid. We can find out who it is.” The moderator slipped.
“Find out who what is?” I said, maybe a bit smug like.

He noticed his slip up and quickly tried to exit the house without saying another word. I hurried after him.
“The Gespos are causing them battles aren’t they? They’re planning something.”
“Don’t let rumors bother you Ray, they will only drive you mad.” He said still with his back to us rushing out of the door. I grabbed the arm of the moderator and the feeling hit us all like cold water. The phobia feeling, the intimidation of the once moderators, now Antibodies crystal blue eyes piercing through me, with one nudge the Antibody trusted me to the ground and all four of them lifted up to the sky and disappeared fast over the sea.

They were right, you really didn’t want to get on the bad side of Antibodies. In a split second they can go from content soothing to hugely feared.



Chapter 7: Tristanio

Rachel finally calmed down and cheered up, and Brett finally arrived. We teleported to the Krovac town in the Obturiness world. The Krovac town had flying and teleporting blocks and it’s stone demonic town was clothed by a nasty looking forest, thick tree trunks, some of which were bare and some had thin glistening stingers. The smell was musky and burnt my nose. The trees were tall and blocked out the suns sandy like rays, looking into the forest was like looking to the darkest bottomless pit. Once we get through the forest we can teleport to the battle area, but passing it was not always easy. The Obturiness world along with a few others were known not just for vampires, but their gothic creatures that laid in the woods and sometimes in the town.

“Wow, this is creepy.” Coleen said clutching onto Randeep.
“I have two wanweird bottles, that should be enough.” I reassured Coleen.
“I should hope so.” Brett breathed behind. I hadn’t spoken to him yet and felt no need to, I was still half on the fence whether to take Amy’s words seriously yet. No one else mentioned it so I don’t see why I should.

We walked mainly in silence through the trees carefully, with the exception of Coleen and Rachel nattering and screaming at the odd bug that crossed their path. I thought about what Amy said a little more, about Brett close achieving his goal, I tried to come to some conclusion or work out what that might be. The only thing that I kept coming back to, is Brett’s disappearances and his distance between himself and us, which we have all tried countless times to find out by asking him but with no avail. The thought of it nagged me for a while, I was trying to push together some evidence of him, the strange battles, this virus thirty-three, the dreams I’m having and that weird glitch I felt. Nothing seemed to fit, I was more lost than ever, but something kept telling me that I should be taking this more seriously as much as I tried not to, I mean, it’s all just a game… it should be just a game. I mentally shook my head in disapproval, ‘Will, don’t be stupid it is a game.’ I told myself, how do I know that’s not what Amy’s doing, just a playing a game, and maybe these battles are just people trying to play against the rules of the game, finding glitches, cheats and what not but I feared I was failing to be optimistic, especially if the rumors are true and the Gespos’ really are involved in this. But is this really their sort of thing? I let my mind calm and focused on where I was walking. The woods got darker and darker so I summoned a death ball in my hand to provide us with some light.

A distinctive low growl came from behind us followed by the sound of twigs snapping. I turned myself around and enlarged the death ball to brighten the small vicinity that it illuminated.
“Nothing’s there.” Randeep confirmed while comforting Coleen.
Just as we all turned back around the low growl came again, but it was much closer, much louder and more menacing. Again we turned around nothing there.
“It sounded much closer that time, I could of sworn it was behind us.” Ray said.
“It’s just this forest, it’s meant to scare us, otherwise it wouldn’t be a challenge.” Brett spoke for the first time, and I looked at him. He looked pan-faced into the woods, not one bother on his face, or any sign of enjoyment. I noticed how strangely close Rachel was to him, standing maybe a few centimeters apart, a month ago, Rachel found it hard to be close to him, telling us he was a nice friend but a creepy sleaze. I then noticed how them being close sent jealousy through my body and I realized how distant Rachel had been with me lately, since I attacked Brett under some strange anger influence. Just thinking about it sent more of those foreign anger emotions back. I stopped myself from lingering on that thought.

Coleen broke my trance with a scream. We all turned back to face forward and there were three dog-like creatures, no bigger than a golden retriever and similar in features but they had scraggy fur, more browner tints and sharp stanley knife for claws. Their crimson eyes like neon signs in the night when the light from my death ball hit them.
“There Moffits!” Randeep told us. I’d never seen a Moffit before, but I had heard about them, normally found in dark woods, their protection animals. When you come into contact with one, you have to beat it to be allowed to pass.
“There’s only three?” Rachel said. “They come in packs of at least ten.”
The growling trio stepped closer to us. Then one barked. A wave of thin transparent greyish light jet dodged me by an inch and hit the tree beside me. The tree trunk burst into large splinters but it didn’t fully penetrate the trunk.
I fired my death ball, and Randeep and Brett fired their powers. Randeep used his Pince Attack, shooting small but fast green energy pellets like a machine gun. Brett conjured and shot an Energy Grenade which burst a powerful creamy white which lit up the forest and revealed about twenty more Moffits.

“We got to run!” I shouted but no one needed telling, we ran left of where we was, shooting powers behind us when we had the chance. All of us were tripping over ourselves but regaining balance in the adrenaline of our panic. A swarm of deafening barks clouded behind us, along with the sounds of splintering trees being hit by their attacks.
“Wanweird.” I shouted, conjuring a wanweird bottle in my hand. We all stopped letting the Moffits come a little closer and it didn’t take long. I forced the wanweird bottle to the floor and a shockwave of smoky earthy yellow mist expanded and forced the Moffits back, thrusting some into trees, four of them closest to us were defeated and exploded into sky blue orbs. It wasn’t long before the scene was met by more oncoming Moffits. Running again and shooting more, our efforts seem futile, or rather I was getting more impatient. I gathered my focus and singled out the sound of the barks. Everything else, the sound of our breathing, the sound of the wind, the running and the birds dimmed into a muffle, like when you hear the distortion of music from a closed car. All I could hear perfectly was that swarm of barks, but that’s all I needed, their power is sound based, but so is my Forte. I’d never used my Forte