"Hmm" stirring in his meditation Abbott's focal point shifted to Samson. "What in god force? What is this influx of aura?" Popping an eye open The Omega head leaned to the side. "He owns yet another form." Narrowing his eyes inspecting his Abhah a fire lit within Abbott. "How intelligent. He is determining what genes are more suitable for this moment." inhaling the pure brilliance of it all he sat back and spectated at the scrambles of data moving and sliding in all directions in different sequences until the right one was met.
Glowing red the number sequence released a blue light which stretched seven feet out in every direction. Returning to its source the light revealed its master's new form. "Magnificent, I would've…" eyes twinkling with awe and admiration The Omega inhaled and took it all in. "The head of a goat…" laughing softly he said, "...brilliant. Goats use both their nose and mouths to identify smells and pheromones. Through scent alone, they are able to tell sex, health, strength, emotion, and even species. This ability hones so much more. Then his glimmering crab shell I wonder what..." watching his abhah vanish before his very eyes Abbott shook with glee. "His opalescent exterior was built for camouflage. I bet it is by the collection of aromatic data in the environment.
Tossing his head back and flipping his lip upwards Samson made a path for the various scents to flow to the roof of his mouth. "My body…" Pressing his three toed ostrich foot onto the soft yet stony earth, Samson thought. "My body has a mind of its own." watching himself like a movie the EVOL fell into the rhythm and flow of intuition and instinct. Boomf bolting off the only evidence of him left was a raptor imprint left in the dirt.
"To believe that I am your guide is an error." spoke The Omega to himself. "For though I believe that enlightenment is a mutual relationship between both recipients." Bobbing his head as if making a confirmation, a spark and crackle in the air drew his awareness. Looking off in the direction of the disturbance, aweea, a purple bird made of light, flew in from nothingness. "It seems I have a request." Stretching his arm out for the avian to land, a flood of information flowed into Abbott's mind. "That is simple enough. We leave tonight."
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Tit, toof, coming to a halt hundreds of yards from his quarry, Samson flung his nose up to space taking in the crisp air around and tasting the cool fresh water of the waterhole along with everything and everyone behind it from the birds and the bees,the stones and trees, even the plants and the beasts.
Distinguishing location, mood, and species with each flick of his tongue to the roof of his mouth Samson tasted the very essence of his target, the foul beasts encompassing it, the moist rich soil and the cold refreshing water a few meters off. Signaling out all other scents only one aroma attracted him at the moment.
Lolling around basking in the sun living in paradise the Quintessence made no move only laid there underneath his tree next to his rock.
Closing in on his target fast, yeent, Samson sent electricity shooting up from the earth. All knowing within his domain the Gomorrodox slung a hammer fist into the ground tumbling over the tree and sending both dirt and slabs of earth flying in all directions.
Wish, catching himself in the midst of the rubble, Samson found himself feet away from his quarry when a slab of earth flew across his path, boosh, bursting through the rock his target was no longer in his view.
Turning one eye upon the direction of his mark Samson gazed at the slabs of earth breaking down into an army of smaller rectangular pieces. Covering his face, poof, he turned into a log.
Floating in midair on a slab of earth the Gomorrodox could sense Samson running through his domain.
"I will…" beaming up at his quarry, all of Samson's nerves went on alert and his body jerked backwards left, right, and every other direction to avoid molten streams of lava spewing from the ground.
Dashing towards the watering hole in an arc zig zag Samson dove in. Taking control of the water, toop, toop, toop, toop, toop he let loose a hellfire of water bullets before launching himself out of the water like a missile as well.
Hopping to its feet the Gomorrodox stood erect with its ram horns curved back and its colossal form blocking the sun. Stretching out its gorilla arms boom, with a thunderous clap the quintessence released sonic waves at his harasser.
Covering his face vooom the waves sent Samson hurling back towards the ground at high speeds. Hawam inhaling deeply, poof, he puffed out like a puffer fish displaying black and red feathers which appeared to be hidden within his shell.
Hitting the ground with a soft thump Samson deflated then went back into camouflage mode.
~Village of Tumaini Mwasho Part One~
"You can't get me." a child teased before dodging one ball then another. "I'm going to burn you with my fire." Scooping one of the balls made of vine off the ground. The little girl hurled it across the field.
Scurrying through the flowery fields and dodging the ball uff another child took a ball to the back. "Ha! you have been hit with my ice cannon now you are frozen in place."
"No, No" pretending to freeze over a little boy fell into the soft grass laughing.
"Jovie, look what you done!"
Whipping his head in the direction of the ball the caster of the ice spell shook his head with terror. "It wasn't me." Tossing his head his eyes landed on his associate laying there still frozen. "It bounced off Koto."
"Hey!" Shouted Koto sitting up. "You threw the ball."
"Well, go and get the ball, Jovie." spoke all of the kids.
"But we're not allowed to go near the well." Jovie countered.
" Shouldn't have thrown it."
"But the..." sweeping through the faces of his friends searching for help he mumbled. "The witch."
"There's no witch."
"Yea huh they hurt the people that don't pay for their wishes. Elder Tia told me."
"No she didn't!"
"She did."
"Can someone go with me?"
"What ya'll doing over there?"
"Nothing big sister Chala" The children hollered tossing mischievous eyes across the pasture at the five foot six Chala striding across the grass in her brown skirt.
"It's time to eat, come on now."
Shifting quick peeks toward the ball the kids all ran in the direction of Chala skipping and singing as if nothing happened.
~City of Atrium~
"Now that we are free from that transport." Peering down at Samson a grin flexed on Abbott's face. "Tell me Abhah the motion of obtaining the hair of a Gomorrodox?"
Revisiting his conquest over the Gomorrodox in his mind, every sensation dashed through his mind as if it were currently happening. "It was amazing I saw everything through my eye while my body used its mind."
Gazing at his disciple Abbott, eyes shifted in question. "When you say your body uses its mind, explain."
"My body moved on its own. I could feel and see but it wasn't me."
Laughing, The Omega said, "I see. Are you aware of its shifts as well?"
"Umhm I can transform and use the talents of anything in my Kingdom."
"Is this reality and where is your Kingdom?"
"In my mind." answered Samson with pure innocence.
"So you know?"
"Yes she told me she will teach me the power of it and how to use it. Valkum will instruct me on battle."
"Are there others?" Asked The Omega.
"Yes one hundred eleven and thirteen Quintessence."
Studying the preciseness of the population Abbott asked Samson. "Are you able to communicate now?"
"Nope but I can transform into them want to see?"
"Move!"
"Ayyy" lashing out at the hooded boy pushing past him Samson slashed through his jacket.
"Peace Samson." Spoke The Omega with a tap of Abhah's shoulder. "And tell me more about this Kingdom of yours."
Yanking his head around with excitement Samson glowing red eyes lowered to an amberish honey gaze with a twinkle. "My Kingdom of Ruhkian"
"Ruhkian."
"Yep the collective call themselves Rhukin or Nafki it means Soul Beings."
~Village of Tumaini Mwasho~
"I was told that the witch can grant you any wish." whispered a child as they trotted behind their big sister.
"Yea but it comes with a price." whispered another.
"Yep Death."
"How can death be the price when you have to receive the wish stupid."
"Because you don't die, someone else does."
"And how do you know that…" Wagging her finger and rocking her head, the little girl's face lit up. "I get it. You're just like the grown ups. Want all the wishes for yourself."
"Wishes?" Whispered Jovie replaying the day's event while staring up at a pasty brown ceiling with tears rolling down his cheeks and his mothers crackling cough playing in the background. "I'm going to make you better." Rolling off his mat and slipping on his shoes, Jovie crept out into the night.
"I can do this." Slipping through the shadows Jovie's voice came in short, shallow breaths as anxiety kicked in. "This is for Murabbi." Placing his hands over his chest the beat of his heart and the exhale of his breath rose above the chatter of insects and the calls of the night.
Racing from one shadow to the next, eyes darting in every direction Jovie made his way out of the village and to the murky forest which hid it. "Almost there." he told himself, envisioning the end, standing in front of an ancient dilapidated well.
Focusing on moving forward step by step Jovie found himself at his final destination standing there knees trembling. "The ball." Gazing at the object of question, the culprit which set everything into process. "You can do this." Taking a deep inhale the young boy shuffled his way to the once spell of ice. Picking it up he took another breath to fight back tears and the urge to run and scream. "All…right…" residing little over an arm length away from the shaft the boy inched closer until a push of the wind could have sent him tumbling over.
"Excuse me, witch lady umm man. Can you grant me a wish?" He whispered while picturing his intent.
"Lamm" hummed the air before an unseen force snatched Jovie into the hole.