Journey Through the Omnipotent World

I woke up to hear Wix yelling at me really loudly "hurry wake up!" i opened my eyes still half asleep when i noticed something off about our room we were. "what's going on Wix? wait what's that smell?" i said calmly trying to remember where i'd smelled this scent before. to me it smelt like when someone smoked, but i hadn't seen a single person with a cigarette at all from when we arrived here. "you moron! the town is catching on fire!" she yelled. "what?" i asked now more awake. we ran outside to see fire engulfing our inn "good thing we left when we did." i said. i thought for a moment looking around to see every building past the inn either now on fire or already been on fire for quite some time. i tried coming up with ideas on how to stop it, but i couldn't think of anything that would work. then i got the idea of running around the town and making waterfalls appear above every flame i could spot, surely it would slow it down even just a little. i began doing exactly that until i came across the entrance. the ground had split into four area in front of the entrance. i saw a guy over there playing air guitar and singing "YEAH! Let's get this party started!" the man had a mostly blue Mohawk with a slight greenish-yellowish tone underneath near the bottom of his hair. the color seemed slanted too. the next thing i noticed was he was pale white. i also noticed his out had two spiked bracelets on his wrist and a spiked collar around his neck. his boots were also spiked around the trim of the top. he was wearing some sort of sleeveless punk t-shirt in all black, even his pants were. i assumed his pants were probably tights too. i then noticed the piercings on him had one for each ear in the shape as his collar with spikes. he had the same piercings on his stomach which was visible and his tongue when he began spinning his head round. i heard applause coming from nowhere after he said "thank you! thank you!" and began focusing his attention on me. he also was floating in the air, but walked down from it like he was walking down stairs. "you must be the newbie." he said with udder pleasure. "allow me to give you the entrance exam!" he said singing again with the invisible crowd cheering him on. "so, uh, are we gonna ignore the fact that the town is still mostly on fire?" i asked. "what? you got some sort of moral with these freaks? after all we humans rule this world and can do anything we want!" he said with that last sentence in a song tone. "figures." i said looking unimpressed. "oh i see you're one of those brats who care for lives, yeah they get chosen every so often and go 'you can't do that!' but then i'm like 'oh yeah? watch me!' and then they die just as fast." "now die pipsqueak!" the man said. "pipsqueak huh? unoriginal, I've heard better insults from a dwarf!" i said in a sarcastic tone. "why you little!" he began getting angry at me and started to get an idea. "i know what you're doing, i won't let you trick me into fighting you with my head out of tune!" he said. "out of tune? how lame is that?" i thought. he began thinking and soon starting making two long swords appear, they had some small points in between the blade every so often, and one big point still out like a triangle at the tip of the rectangle slanted blade. "how do you like my swords from hell! yeah!" he said singing again. i unsheathed my sword and we compared the two back and forth. "so, you may have an advantage with having one more sword then me, and also yours are bigger, but that doesn't mean anything!" i said trying to act confident. fighting a three way mixed hybrid monster-thing was a cakewalk compared to this guy. he charged at me and i rolled under one of his sides so he couldn't swing his sword. "aw, what's the matter punk? scared?" he asked. "ha, if only it were that simple, dork wad!" i said. he got mad for a second again and swung one of his swords sideways. i rolled underneath it again and slashed his body from just above the sacred area up to his chest. "ow! you'll pay for that!" he said. "by the way whats your name?" i asked casually ducking his next swing. "wouldn't you like to know! brat!" he yelled. "i take it as a...? what's a good name for a douche?" i asked curious. he got angrier and started making fire appear beside him in two symmetrical lines. "enough!" he yelled furious now. suddenly a bunch of guitars appeared in the sky and pointed down towards me and started shooting green lasers from the bottom of the guitars. "whoa, didn't mean to touch a nerve there dude." i said making a force field appear around me to protect me from the lasers. "i'm gonna enjoy killing your cocky, arrogant....arrrgh! your stupid!" he yelled. "clearly you couldn't think of anything." i said. "SHUT UP!" he yelled in a high pitched voice, as that happened the laser beams grew larger and bright forcing me on one of my knees. i kept struggling to find an opening for me to break free. i looked around the area to see if i could think of something, but when i looked back to the clock there was a man in pure white, he looked like a butler with his red tie that he was straightening and tightening. his suit was so clean i zoomed in all the way on my vision and scanned his entire body to find not a speck of dust or dirt on him. he wore his shirt, pants, and gloves as clean as they could be in the color white. his shoes were a very squeaky clean black and well polished. he had the face like you normally see a butler would too, although he didn't feel like one he certainly looked the part. as i blinked for a second he was gone, the only thing i saw left was a single white feather falling from where the man was. this gave me an idea, a few actually. i turned my body into autopilot and began to think. suddenly i felt no pressure on me at all. i had teleported. i was on the other side behind the punk rock guy. i opened my eyes and saw him confused looking all around until he fixed his face upon me once again. "ha! gonna take more than teleportation to beat me kid! soon i'll be, one of the elites!" he said singing. fire began appearing in a sequence again beside him. "now to drag you into my hell!" he said. "alright i'll play your game, do it!" i said. "kid, you may be the dumbest kid i have ever seen, which reminds me, how old are you? 4, 7?" he asked pitifully. "i'm 15. i'm not even that small!" i said. "oh, i just assumed you were very tall for your age, especially with how dumb you are!" he said while having the invisible crowd laugh with him nodding his head like an idiot. "man this fight should be labeled the 'Pun of Fire." i said. "heh, not a bad name actually, considering it was meant to be sarcastic." he said. "man i hope if i meet any more humans they won't be as dumb as you." i said. the invisible crowd gasped with the punk man like it was their first time hearing me truly insult him. "well, i'll admit i'm not the brightest of our organization, but i take offense to being called dumb!" he said. "seriously?" i mumbled sarcastically. "long ago..." he began talking about some boring back story of how he became offended by being called dumb, but i fell asleep right on the spot when he began with 'long ago.' i felt the punk guys air guitar shake me when the guy says "hey brat, wake up and fight me! i want a promotion and can't get it if i kill you, while you're sleeping!" the guy said. "i have no idea what you're talking about, and i don't really care." i said turning over to sleep again. then he bashed me with his guitar waking me up instantly. i sighed and just made a wide and shallow crack in the ground making a shoving motion with my left hand to push the man down into the crack. he wobbled losing his balance moving his body and arms back and forth, until he finally fell in. "hey! get me out of here!" he yelled i readjusted my sheath and began walking away, but the guy came up riding on a geyser of fire. he made flames appears in his hands and began shooting fire balls at me. his eyes began to light up in flames as well. i took my sword and used it as a shield. "if only i had a better shield!" i thought "oh wait!" i got an idea. i took my sheath and began imagining it expand and turn round in shape. "i saw this on a YouTube original series once!" i said. "what are you talking about?" the guy asked. "i still haven't caught your name have i?" i asked changing the subject. he didn't respond by talking instead he kept throwing even more intense fire balls at me. i thought of what i should do, and then it dawned on me. "i should make 'that' real!" i thought. i had many made up abilities when i got bored i would stand in my room and think of stuff to do to get my mind and body active. one ability was the five souls. "heh, now pay attention as i show you my five souls." i said holding my hand out with my fingers straightened. "the first soul, the green flame of Will." suddenly a green flame appeared on my thumb. "the second soul, the red flame of Anger." a red flame appeared on my index finger. "the third and my personal favorite, the purple flame of darkness." a purple flame appeared on my middle finger. "next, the white flame of light." a white flame appeared on my ring finger. "the last and most powerful one, the black flame of lost emotion." a pure black flame appeared on my pinky finger. they disappeared and the punk dude stared for a moment and than began laughing. "those flames were so tiny! and they didn't even stay lit for very long!" he said laughing even harder. "you weren't listening were you? those were my five 'souls' they weren't meant for fighting you directly." i said he stopped laughing and became intrigued, also a little mad for looking stupid. "now flame of darkness." suddenly i thought of a purple flame lit inside an empty room in my mind. my appearance now changed to fit a cold blooded murderer with no emotional state. i got up from my laying kneeing position and started swaying my body back and forth. my limbs were just dangling there going with my body as my head and body stayed hunched down. "uh, you're freaking me out man. i'm getting bad vibes from this." the guy said. i turned my head up suspensefully and ran toward him. i was instantly up to his face with my sword close to his throat. "now prepare to die." i said. "no don't! i...i...i just wanted to get a promotion!" he said terrified now knowing he had let a true terror out. i blew out the purple flame in my mind and lit the white flame returning myself almost back to normal. a side effect of using the more intensifying abilities is the mental state, or facial expression stays for awhile. the punk dude fell to his knees badly shaken up. i backed up and started walking away again. "you fool, you should've killed me!" the punk guy said getting back up making his attacks from before appear. all of his guitars and fire balls reappeared in the air. he was now holding his two swords which were now also on fire. "now i'll definitely kill you!" he said. he fired all of his attacks that were floating in the air first. then threw flaming swords at me after i blocked all of his attacks. he ran to pick up the swords after i blocked them to the side and started swinging at me. i kept raising my shield and sword to hide from his attacks. i found an opening after awhile and rolled in between his legs. i got up and kicked his back onto the ground. i put my sword up to his chin and said "you know what, i think all is forgiven. after all you attacked me first." with that i rose my sword up high and gave the finishing blow. a few hours later the residents of the town were now settled down and worked on rebuilding the town together. "you've done us a great pleasure, human." said the mayor of the town. the mayor was a humanoid kola bear in a fancy blue suit. "it was nothing. i hope that arsonist goes to a very secure prison." i said. "oh yes, he will indeed, we have our military forces on their way from the kingdom to come and lock him up for good." "speaking of the kingdom, which way is it from here? i'd love to visit the area." i asked. "you must go over seas, you'll have to ask around to get there." the mayor said. i thanked him for the info and along with Wix who had disappeared during the fight walked past some dude stripped in nothing but his underwear tied up. "where were you? i could've died!" i yelled. "the good news is: you didn't! i had to be somewhere else." Wix said. "else where?" i asked. "anywhere where that guy wasn't" she said. "why?" i asked. "us faeries don't like those kinds of humans, one their too noisy. two he was working for that organization that keeps popping up." she said. "what organization?" i asked. "i don't know it's name, but it's a bunch of humans who feel their power makes them gods, and do terrible things for fun and pleasure." she said. "hmm, well oh well. i'm not getting mixed up with those guys, even if the 'fun' part sounded nice." i said. "did you forget i mentioned they did terrible things before that!?" Wix asked. "no, of course not. i'm just slightly sadistic, in the non sexual way of course." i said. "great, cause that helps me from trying to get you to stop thinking of that stuff." she said. "what stuff? stop? i haven't even started!?" i asked. we continued walking up to the docks when we came upon a ship ready to sail for the kingdom. "hey, uh can i....." i asked as a big hefty dude with an orange beard said "oh, no worries if you want to ride with us we'll gladly take you for free. after all you did save everyone, and me, and my family from that awful creep. thank you so much!" he said graciously hugging me, i felt my bones starting to crack even with them more durable. "ow! OK, OK, that's enough!" i said making him back off. "sorry come inside, i'll show you around." the hefty man was named Gurd, i had asked him after the fight what his name was, since i began lifting up rubble and looking for any trapped residents who might not have escaped. i found Gurd under some rubble with two kids in his arms, they were all in tears. i looked over inside their house and noticed a burned skeleton wearing a dress, and a knife in its hand. Gurd told me his wife had died in the fire, when she thought they were all going to die in the house she had gone insane and tried to murder them when she grabbed a kitchen knife. she most likely was going to kill herself too when she was done. i tried to look sympathetic and understand what he must've felt, but i couldn't with the side effect from the purple flame still working. Gurd was not only big and tall he had two pointy elf ears and a lot of hair on his legs and chest, he was wearing green lederhosen, with a tiny white shirt that looked ready to rip at any moment. his children were twins who looked like their father, with one exception. their eyes blinked sideways, i guessed it was from their mother. after Gurd was done loading up the docks to sail to the Kingdom we began another part of our adventure.