The Extreme War Of Darkomega

My uncle Kodyack told me that story. I always asked him who Shirak was although he never told me. He always said that I was too young to know. He is kind of right. I was only 6 after all. My alarm went off at 6am. “Skylar Ridian Crop, get down here or you’ll be late for school!” I jumped out of bed and got into my uniform. I grabbed my backpack and raced outside as I raced downstairs. He looked at me . “Go get in the truck, I’m taking you to school today.” I ran outside and got in the truck. He walked outside as walked up to the truck and got in.. He started it as he looked at me. “Please don’t tell anyone about your dad.” “Uncle Kody, what do you mean?” “I mean, don’t tell them that he’s the famous singer, Alex Crop.” “Why?” “Just don’t.” “Why?” “Don’t argue. You’ll already enough of a freak because of your height.” “I’m not that tall.” “I’m not arguing with you.” We pulled up onto the highway as Kodyack turned on the radio. “Bloodbringer Brian Henderson started his s

The next day I overslept. I basically slept past my alarm. My uncle also slept his alarm. My alarm was set for 6am. When I woke up though, it was 10 in the morning. I woke up to him being super mad at himself because he would be late for his college classes and I was way past the time school would start. My school starts at 8pm So I would be over two hours late depending on the traffic. My uncle was swearing all over the place. He walked into my room. He glared at me. “The head mistress called me.” “What did she say?” “She has to enroll you for your cithian power class. So you have 15 mins to get ready. I also need to get ready.” “Meet you downstairs then?” “Yes, Sky.” I got dressed in my purple shirt and blue jeans. I headed downstairs. Just like I thought, my uncle was not waiting for me and walked up the stairs and over to Uncle’s bedroom . I knocked on his door. “Unkie, are you comin’? We’re gonna be late!” “Go wait in the living room for me. I’ll be down in a minut

I will say that I didn’t expect what happened surrounding meeting my childhood nemesis. It was definitely not a normal day. When I got to school that day, I heard this on the radio: “Bloodbringer Gunderson has become even more crazy. He is now predicting that in 2050 the cithians will definitely invade Siraka and start the next war against them. Some people say he’s going beyond crazy. The war of 2024 was what started this whole thing some experts say because that was the last time Cithians were talked about and eventually outlawed. Ever since then it's like our minds have been erased of memory of all cithians and terror that surround them.” “Uncle, how come Bloodbringer Gunderson still remembers our people?” “It is said that he is not truly a hiton so the rule does not apply to him.” “What do you mean? Is there something you aren’t telling me?” “It is said that after the hitons' minds were erased, The human embodiment of Shirak made Bloodbringer Gunderson touch the Maroon He

I awoke from a weird dream. In the dream, I was standing in front of a Shadow. The Shadow was standing in a beam of light. It looked at me. “Skylar Ridian Crop, it is the day of your awakening...” was what I heard from the shadow before I woke up. I knew what this meant. Today is the day I might get my powers. We talked about this day all the time in my warrior powers class at Haystead Academy. Miss Bloom was always the teacher who talked about it. She always talked about how it will be different for everyone. She said if we weren’t supposed to get our powers that we would get our power rings taken away from our bodies in a way that would be a different experience for everyone. But if we were supposed to get our powers, then something spectacular and special would happen to us. For me at least, I also hoped that it would be something special and spectacular and not the other one. It was also my twelfth birthday. I will admit that I didn’t think that both my awakening and my bir

The strikers’ truck arrived in front of a white dome. They dragged me inside as a woman with black hair walked up to us. “You must be the person to thank.” “For what?” “For giving us our memories back.” “Why is that a good thing?” “Because your kind don’t deserve to live. Plus, I have a job again now.” “That may be good for you but, it means my kind is no longer safe from harm.” “True. But I'm just glad that no one can say that the Bloodbringer is crazy anymore.” “True. But I can’t ever guess what you people plan to do with me.” “Oh believe me you’ll find out soon.” “What’s that supposed to mean?” The lady whistled loudly as two strikers appeared. “Men take him to the initiation room.” The strikers dragged me to a small tent. They locked me down to a chair as an old tv was put in front of me. I looked at and a small black man appeared on the screen. “My name is General Ellison. All cithians are jerks and assholes. They say their lives are hard from the minute t