Then, with a naughty smile on his face, he said; "Not today sweetheart. Not today."
As soon as Alex left the building and exited a two mile radius, the boss and the manager snapped out of the effect of the Eye of god. Though it lasted for barely ten minutes, to them, they had just spent a whole month in that dreadful nightmare. By the time they came to, their physical body could not sustain the shock. They both fainted.
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Alex's daily routines were a bit overbearing, and quite frankly, they were also a bit of a bore. But, seated right at the very center of his daily routines, reigning over his affairs with oppresssive dominance was the terrifying Catherine. The girl hovered over his every move and dogged him on all sides. Today was not going to be any different. At least that was what she thought.
Alex's normal duties included (but were not limited to) completing her assignments. In the past, he actually prayed for the assignments gleefully. Because on days when special projects were issued, his worst nightmares came through because he had twice the workload to do. As Alex trudged the hallways on his way to class, the familiar screeching voice of the Catherine assaulted his ear drums;
"Oi! Alex!!!" The bitch sounded like a harpie. Alex ignored her but that did not in anyway stop her. She screamed even louder; "ALEXXX!!!!!! YOU SCUM!! Have you suddenly gone deaf as well?!"
Panting heavily, she came up from behind him and blocked his path. "Your stupid deaf ears made me run! Trust me you're going to pay for that! Now where's my homework?!"
For both of them, this was the normally how they started their day. Catherine would boss him around, and he would cower like under her 'fire and brimstone,' approach. But much to her suprise, Alex ignored her completely. Acting like she did not exist. he simply stepped around her and marched onward.
There was no telling her fury. Just as she was about to erupt like a volcano, the bells rang, indicating that classes were about to start. Alex was literally saved by the bell. But the storm had not yet passed. All through the school day, Catherine somehow managed to maintain a level of anger that was supposed to have been diffused with time. Being the psycopath that she was, she spent a good portion of school hours dreaming up ways to torture Alex. The mere thought of inflicting body harm on him made her tremble with excitement.
So, during lunch break, she gathered some of her gangster friends together to let them in on her nefarious plans; "Huddle up gang, I've got a score to settle with some punk after school. I need you all to have my back."
"Sure. You know we've got you. Who's the mark?"
Catherine sneered. "Don't worry about it. Just meet up with me at the school gate immediately after school. I promise it'll be worth your while."
That was all she needed to say to get them hyped. It was the universal language of bullies worldwide. The mere prospect of giving someone a beat down was more than enough to get them going.
About three hours later, the unsuspecting Alex took his normal route home from school. Typically, he preferred to take the alley ways and backroads because it shortened his commute time by a significant number of minutes. That afternoon, the shadows of the buildings seemed a little bit more darker. And even the regular sight of one or two people could not be seen. The streets were empty, it was the perfect set up.
Lurking at end of a particularly tight corner was Catherine and three of her friends. Like a bunch of vipers, they slithered in the shadows, waiting for their unsuspecting prey. When Alex finally arrived at the spot, they immediately jumped out and encircled him like a pack of hyenas. The ambush was complete, and their intentions were far from honorable.
In that peculiar hateful mocking tone, she scoffed triumphantly; "You picked a very bad day to grow a pair of balls Alex. I am going to shove them back into your gut and leave you hanging from your nutless sack!!" The other three snickered delightfully at the gory picture she had just painted.
Alex was more irritated than annoyed. He had actually planned to leave the bitch alone, but he never thought she would go out of her way to purposely stand in his way. Now she was really asking for it!
His godlike powers returned after he had sex. He could now have fun with the girl since that was clearly what she deserved.
"Tch, tch, tch..." He clicked his tongue as he dropped his school bag. "Poor Catherine, You know, I just realized that I am the only thing that makes your miserable life interesting. You really are just a pathetic weakling that enjoys picking on the weak..."
The blood drained from Catherine's face immediately. Was she dreaming or had Alex somehow acquired a maddening air of audacity overnight?
He continued his verbal assault on her ego;
"What, you want to deny it??" he smiled as he spread his hands and pointed at the other three; "Take a look around! You brought three of your friends to help you pick on a boy who never fought back against you?! FOR WHAT??? To make others say you're tough?? What a fucking joke!"
For a few seconds there, his words really hit home and for a while everywhere was silent.
Then out of the blue, without any warning at all, Catherine opened her mouth and erupted into rich, powerful peals of laughter. The nature of the laughter bore all the traits of a deriding, mocking, condescending tone. The others soon joined in and altogether they bore into Alex with their sharp cutting edged laughter. It was a painful sight.
With actual tears in her eyes, she fought to speak through bated breaths, "Alex you crazy son of a bitch!! You really had me there for a second!! One would have thought you were some kind of god or something!! Look at this fool---"
But the time for talking was way over.
Catherine had barely finished her sentence when Alex moved at an inhuman speed that their lazy minds and eyes could not follow. It was like a blip. He appeared to have glided towards the punk on the left and struck him squarely in the face with a balled fist. The unfortunate punk was sent flying from the force of the impact.
Looks of pure astonishment registered on the looks of their faces. Alex's punch had broken a steel pipe in the process! Something definitely did not look right about this. The other two guys were still dawdling on their feet, confused as to what to do in that moment. They both tore their eyes away from Alex, and stole a quick glance at their buddy who was literally knocked out cold in the distance. That was all it took. They turned on their heels and fled with all their might.
Surprisingly, Catherine was already ahead of the other two! None of them had ever been knocked out cold! Also, they were not exactly eager to find out what it felt like. As the image of the other guy lying cold on the ground after flying through the air, haunted them, Another morbid thought crossed their minds- what if he was dead?!!! They forced their legs to respond to the urgency of the situation and ran even faster!!
But Alex was not worried. He simply watched as those who sought to harm him fled before his sight. He was in no hurry. Running was now beneath him. With space and time now at his command, he allowed Catherine to run ahead. Just when she was starting to think she had escaped her appointment with fate, Alex unlocked the chilling effect of the Eye of god.
This time, it was his telekinetic ability that took over. Poor Catherine almost went crazy. At first it started out slow. She suddenly felt like she was trying to swim through a highly dense swamp. Then gradually, her entire body felt like it was made of concrete. Terror in her eyes, she watched the other guys zoom past her, until they became a blur in the distance.