PLANET CITARADA
(6 DAYS EARLIER)
Inside one of the Human Shelters inside a room, Selena was sitting in her executive seat quietly before the sound of the Room doors knocking could be heard.
"Finally" She said with a big sigh. "Come in"
The door to the room opened and when one looked at who was coming inside; it was Isabella Patrick. Two Anti-Meta Human travellers soldiers followed her but they remained outside the doors because of the order of their superior; Selena.
"You may have a seat" Selena said as she pointed towards the seat.
"Yes Ma." Isabella Patrick replied and she sat down.
Isabella Patrick was not comfortable with why she had been sent here in the first place, but she needed to remain composed to avoid suspicion.
"What are your Mutants Ability?" Selena asked.
Isabella was honestly confused with the question. All Anti-Meta Human branches had nurses and the criteria for being a nurse was if one had the ability to heal others. And she had been a nurse for a long time, so why the sudden Silly Question?.
"I am a Nurse, Ma, So i clearly have healing capabilities". Isabella replied.
"Is that true" Selena said as she got off her seat and started moving forward slowly with a smile.
"I want to confirm something" Selena said and with the blink of an eye Selena had made a slight cut on her forearm.
SPLAT! SPLAT! SPLAT!
Red blood was dripping heavily from her forearm. The sound of the red blood dropping on the table could be heard clearly as the entire place was very silent.
"Why did you do that" Isabella asked confused because of the actions of Selena.
"You said you have the Mutant Ability to heal, so please heal me" Selena said.
"Heal Me, Now!" Selena shouted as she could now feel the pain.
"Okay, Ma" Isabella said.
Isabella brought her arms over the injury. Green energy left Isabella's palms and with almost an instant, the injury convered itself, the blood stoped pouring, it was like the place had never been cut before.
"Thanks" Selena said as she touched her forearm. There was no single mark there, it was like the Forearm had never been cut before. It was clean like that of a baby.
Selena could admit: "Isabella you on a higher level scale of Mutant Healing Ability". Selena said surprisingly.
"Thanks Ma" Isabella Replied: "But why did you do that, i mean why did you deliberately injure yourself".
"I just wanted to see your capabilities that's all" Selena said.
"You can leave the room now, we can talk later i have other things to do". Selena said again.
"Yes, Ma" Isabella replied as she left the room.
Immediately the doors close behind Isabella, Selena brought out a big sigh as she said the words: "Disappointing".
The real reason Selena called Isabella was to find out if Isabella really had healing capabilities, if she didn't have the healing Ability, it would be a clear sign that she was not able to heal Derek from those severe injuries.
But this raises a question in Selena's mind: "If she really had the ability to heal, why did she let Derek die? Was she sent here for a mission".
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"Why did the council call me?" Ivo'Zen said as he was rushing at full speed towards the council hall.
Ivo'Zen was an Amargan.
Imagine the imposing figure of Ivo'Zen, a formidable presence standing tall at over 8 feet, his commanding stature casting a shadow over those around him. His skin, a vivid and radiant hue of orange, catches the light and adds an ethereal glow to his appearance. His piercing green eyes seem to hold a glimmer of ancient wisdom, shining with an intensity that reflects his indomitable spirit.
The rugged and battle-hardened physique of Ivo'Zen is a testament to his countless encounters on the field of combat. Scars crisscross his muscular body, marking the trials he has faced and conquered. Adorned in a sleek and intricately crafted suit of armor, he exudes an air of regal power and unwavering resilience. A massive sword rests upon his back, a symbol of his prowess and the weight of responsibility he carries.
But beyond his formidable exterior, Ivo'Zen possesses a depth of character that sets him apart. His gaze, while fierce, also reveals a spark of unwavering loyalty and compassion. He is not simply a warrior, but a guardian of righteousness and hope. In a world shrouded in darkness and uncertainty, he stands as a beacon of light, a guiding force that inspires those around him.
Known far and wide as Ivo'Zen, the Guardian of Light, he embodies the unwavering spirit of justice and protection. He is a legend among his people, a hero who has sworn to defend the weak and fight against the forces of darkness. As he steps forward to face the impending challenge, his presence alone instills hope and reassurance in the hearts of those who stand beside him.
What lies ahead for Ivo'Zen, the Guardian of Light, as he prepares to face the greatest test of his life? The fate of Planet Citarada hangs in the balance, and the battle that awaits will push him to his limits. Will his immense strength and unwavering determination be enough to overcome the enigmatic Kalzifrax and secure the future of his people?.
Ivo'Zen had just entered the council hall through the door. He bent down his head as a sign of respect for the leaders.
"We don't have much time, so we would be brief and very fast with it." One of them said.
"Ivo'Zen" Another one said: "You would be our representative in the contest".
"Time is not on our side" Another said: "N'chokat and Rael'Dor would follow you and kill a Targoshrax. We know killing a Targoshrax is very dangerous, but we need the crystal inside it's body to be able to craft a better weapon for you so that you can use for the contest".
"Do you agree to be this planets champions?" They all asked him in unison.
"Yes, i Will" Ivo'Zen said with A Smile on his face.
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