'I thought all of our non-boundless abilities were thrown away once I left Eratonia! What the fuck is this HERE for?!' Aaron yelled out in his mind. He believed that only his boundless abilities were left with his soul, so, after hearing this, he was bound to be shocked.
[Well, Aaron, it appears to have been bound to your soul. It's like a boundless ability, but not one you can control, I'm afraid. It's always active.]
'So, no matter what variable comes forward, the outcome will always be multiplied by an unknown number?'
[I'm afraid so. You have no choice in this. Look on the bright side though! Now, you have a way to get more powerful quicker!]
'That's what I don't want, System! Last time, I got extremely powerful in three days, and caused a large group of important people to die out of pure anger. Now, I'll be doing that again. Although, if I'm being honest, it might be more fun this time around, considering that some people might not be too happy about my existance.' Aaron thought, as he continued to lick on the condensed ball of blood with his black tongue, with his mask in his left hand.
He stopped licking at the ball of blood, and began to put his mask back on, but, the second he placed the mask to his face, the door into the infirmary burst open, as gunshots rang throughout the room. A group of heavily armoured soldiers had burst into the room, and were searching for someone. Aaron jumped back, and tried to evade the bullets, but some of the bullets pierced his legs, and caused him to wall over, but he successfully turned around while falling, so he didn't smash his mask off of the ground.
He landed on the ground, and looked up, only to find the end of a gun barrel pointing towards his skull. The person holding the gun was one of the armored soldiers, and he began speaking.
"Aaron Stone, child of Steven and Elise Stone, you are being placed under questioning as one of the suspects for the creation of a giant light that lit up the sky. Such a deed is known as light-terrorism, and caused three people who suffered from epilepsy to die." The man recited, having memorised the speech off by heart.
'System, is there any way we could get out of this?' Aaron frantically asked the System, as he didn't know what would happen if he were to be shot in the head.
[Calm yourself, Aaron. Currently, your body has no brain. It's managed by me, albeit subconsciously, so there's no need to worry about a simple bullet to the head. Only an ability which could erase someone's mind from this world would kill you instantly. Other methods which could kill you include being stabbed through the heart, and other means. Although, it will be very unfortunate for him to shoot right now, as one of your Corrupted Gems would be destroyed, so, to save the mask, it would be best to just follow along. You also might want to hide the gun and the suspicious ball of red.]
Just as Aaron was about to mentally reply with something, one of the armoured soldiers finally noticed the head and body of Jacob Highland-Sidener lying in the ground, behind one of the empty beds. The sound of them vomiting soon followed.
'You'd think they'd be somewhat conditioned for that kind of sight.' Aaron internally commented. He honestly thought they'd be more prepared for sights like that. The soldier with the gun then grabbed Aaron by his left arm, and didn't notice Aaron sliding the gun into the sleeve of the robe. His hand was now empty, but you could say he had a little trick up his sleeve.
"Your next line is 'Now, you'll be talking to the boss', right?" Aaron predicted, trying to see if he'd just follow along. "Now, you'll be talking to the boss..." The soldier repeated, realising that Aaron has just predicted what he was going to say. How was that possible? Nobody knows, although some say it was perfected by a certain person in 1938...
Aaron was simply pulled along the ground towards the door, like somebody dragging along a sack of potatoes, because they weren't strong enough to lift it. Of course, the armoured soldier would definitely be strong enough, it was just that they were an arse.
He was dragged out of the school, as other first-years lined the hallways, wondering what the fuck was going on, Because it wasn't every day you got to see a fellow student being dragged out of the building by people with guns. He was then dragged into a car, where he was placed in handcuffs, and forced to sit in the back seat. He wondered how easily he could break out of those handcuffs, so, out of pure curiosity, he used his Boundless Gravitational Manipulation to force the metal under extreme pressure, and, almost instantly, the thing snapped in half. It must be designed to hold back Ki.
"Hey, uh, sorry to bother you, but the handcuffs broke!" Aaron yelled to the person in the front seat, who didn't hear him, as Aaron had failed the noticed the pane of soundproof glass that seperated them. He had just tried to be annoying, but it didn't work, so he just laid down in the back seat of the car, and just closed his eyes beneath his mask. He was just gonna have to wait out this car drive, wasn't he?
There was just one question he had though. Why did they think that HE, of all people, had created that light? He didn't expect to kill anyone either, but that's just a side thing. He wondering who had tipped them off.