The Jinns Amongst Us

Chapter 09

"And, did it work? were the nulgaths casted out?" asked Follome. "Yes, I was shortly imprisoned after the taking down the barrier, but, I'm sure we repelled against their invasion, under a cost." said Khayun. "It is a shame, to do a good for your community and be casted away for it." said Follome.

"Yes, precisely, that's exactly what I was saying them, sure some people died, but because of me, the Jinns thrived against the Nulgath." said Khayun. "Yes, an unfortunate, but truth, you were the only possible solution to their problem, so they used you." said Follome.

"What?" asked Khayun. "Don't you realise? they used you to take down the barrier, and blamed it's destruction on you as well, banishing you here." said Follome. "No, I did it, it wasn't the Alqada or any of the Jinni clans, they were all against it." said Khayun.

"Against the only way to save their kind? are you that blind?" asked Follome. "I'm not blind! you are, you do not even know what a jinn is, till you meet me, now you think you know better than me?" said Khayun. "You are right, I do not know Jinns, but I've lived among humans, long enough to know when people manipulate others to do their bidding without their knowledge." said Follome.

"Shut up! you're starting to piss me off!" yells Khayun. "I understand how it must feel to be used, but think of all the facts, hadn't you taken down the barrier, the Jinns would have faced extinction, was it their plan?" asked Follome. "They're stupid." said Khayun. "No, they're... human, actually, I've learnt alot of deals that happened over the course of history in days like this." said Follome.

"You think these humans are better than the Jinns?" asked Khayun. "No, they are worse, much worse, in fact, more terrifying than any other living beings in the universe." said Follome. "What makes you say that?" asked Khayun.

"Look around you, earth was a beautiful place before, and they destroy it, they've pulled the resources from this land, turned thousands of places into a wasteland, not to mention how much millions of souls they've tortured and killed amongst themselves." said Follome to which Khayun remains silent.

"Aren't you going to speak back?" asked Follome. "No, you spoke some truth, to be honest, the place where I come from, Alj'ahim, was nothing more than the piece of hell itself, created to t*****e us for Shaitan's betrayal, and yet we turned it into a place of glory, using the resources we can find, but this place, it's a paradise, like you said, and they've destroyed it." said Khayun.

"Yes, they did, as will you, if you're left to linger." said Follome as her eyes turns grayish blue. "What?" asked Khayun. "Foolish i***t, the link we built wasn't to communicate, I was merely biding time to gain control over you." said Follome as her physical body vanishes into thin air, then slowly begins to feel unwary as his body begins to feel controlled by a presence. "What? what is this? my hands... I can't move." said Khayun. "I'm still here." said Follome teasingly.

"You little b***h! what are you doing to me? why?" asked Khayun. "One, you're a i***t, second, I have more uses for this body, bye." said Follome as she relinquishes Khayun from his host body, as does his powers as he turns away back to a form of dark cloud once he's released from the body, which comes into the full control of Follome.

Meanwhile, few blocks from there, Tim has been viscously training in the Ata Black Belt Academy where he enrolled after his departure from the clinic. Soon he almost begins to feel vary of training and exhaustion.

Unable to proceed any further, Tim decides to head home as he takes his things from the locker room, he takes out his phone to see nearly twelve missed calls from his mother, but without even bothered about it, Tim switches it off when suddenly his new classmate, Mark Douglas approaches him. "Hey man." said Mark. "Hey." replied Tim.

"Saw you training back there, looked pretty intense." said Mark. "Well.. no pain no gain right?" asked Tim to which he smiles. "I'm Mark." said Mark. "Timothy, people call me Tim." said Tim. "Right, Tim, you're schooling right?" asked Mark. "Yeah, what about you?" asked Tim. "Pretty much a dropout, got kicked out of my parents house, now I work in the sheds." said Mark. "That's... bad." said Tim.

"It is, for most immigrants, black or white, what about you?" asked Mark. "I.. I am just a normal guy." said Tim. "Nerd, normal nerd, you mean." said Mark to which Tim smiles. "A nerd you don't wanna mess with." said Tim jokingly. "We'll see about it, listen, if you wanna blow off some steam, get to know people like us, meet us at the Ridge Sunday, I get the feeling you might like us." said Mark.

"Yeah, sure.. Sunday, don't really have anything to do, besides some complicated stuff." said Tim. "I can tell.. anyway, it's great seeing you man, keep up the training." said Mark. "You too, I'll think about it." said Tim when suddenly a strange person enters the dojo who they all notice, he is oddly dressed and aged, but still remains strong as ever, he approaches one of the student with a firm determination.

As Tim and Mark leave out of the locker room, they witness the strange looking person grappling down the student and breaking his arm. Seeing this, the rest of the students begin engaging him to which he dodges and fights back quite masterfully. "What the hell is going on here?" asked Tim.

"No idea." said Mark. "We better leave." said Tim as they start to leave, only to stop when one of the student who grabbed is thrown down at the front door. "Halt!" yells the strange looking person. Both of them turn around and see him standing still looking at them.

"Wait there, do not leave." said the strange looking person. "But I have to.." said Tim before getting interrupted by the strange looking person. "I said, wait!" yells the strange looking person as the students who got beaten up slowly begin to get up and stand in line, looking down upon the surface.

"Pathetic! Useless, Utter waste! is this all you are capable of?" asked the strange looking person. "Apologies, Sensei, I.. I failed, it was my fault." said one of the student. "No! it was all of yours, especially him!" said the strange looking person who kicks the student whom he broke his arm.

The kick was so devastating, it nearly broke his skull, as he gasps breathlessly, Tim approaches to offer him treatment but is stopped by Mark who nods in a disapproval way. "This is my final warning to you all! if even one of you, fails in defeating me! all of you, shall suffer his fate! all of you!" yells the strange looking person once more looking at Mark and Tim, with his time, his pupil glowing red which fades away quickly as he turns back.

"Yes, Sensei, I promise you, it will not happen again." said one of the student with a bow. The strange looking person turns away without a response, then within a milliseconds, he appears right in front of Tim and Mark. "s**t!" yells Mark terrified while Tim, despite being scared to death and witnesses something paranormal within him remains still. The strange looking person pushes aside both them, then walks through the exit, vanishing from view.

"What, the hell, was that?" asked Mark as the students begin tending to the injured one. Tim rushes to give the injured one treatment but is blocked by one of the student. "Walk away like you've seen nothing if you know what's best for you." said the student. "Move aside, I can help him." said Tim as he pushes him aside, and checks on the injured.

"Dude, you know nursing or something?" asked Mark. "No, my cousin is a doctor, I know a thing or two." said Tim as he tries his best to check on him. "He needs a doctor, that.. thing, sprained his arm, and his chest, it's clotted, we can't delay this, he'll die." said Tim.

The students start carrying the injured one away outside for treatment while the student who warned him remains still in the dojo. "Thank you, I'm sorry for getting you both in our trouble." said the student. "What trouble dude? is that the Sensei? I'm relieved that dude didn't come here for my training." said Mark. "He didn't look like a human at all, what the hell is he?" asked Tim.

"He's.. he was a good trainer once, but.. he changed over the course of years, became more ruthless and more aggressive, then he never appeared in our dojo in daylight, we usually close the dojo once sundown, but we really thought we could take him down this time." said the student.

"Didn't you inform the cops or someone about this?" asked Mark. "Master Shelia suggested the same, she killed herself the moment she stepped in the police station." said the student to which Mark gulped. "The crazed killings, that was this guy?" asked Tim.

"Not just that, if anyone here is to tell about his existence outside, he will choke himself with his own hands, only those that witnessed him first hand will be allowed to know about him." said the student.

"You've should have closed this dojo then." said Mark. "What if he kills us all if we did, the risk is high." said the student.

"How does he know when and where people expose him?" asked Tim. "We don't know how he does, or what to believe in, but the only way to take him down, is through combat." said the student.

"Good luck with that, we're outta here." said Mark dragging Tim with him to the exit. "We can't just leave, we have to do something." said Tim. "Do what? train to fight a ghost? that thing, I've never seen something like that in my entire life." said Mark.