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XI: True or Faux

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[WP] One morning, you woke up with the ability to see true and false when written down. If it glows a golden color then it is true, but if it glows a dark color, then it is false. Out of curiosity, you go to the library and walk into the History section, and to your horror, all you see is darkness.


We had finally clashed with our pursuers. From the moment the professor left Flames and me in that car, I knew within myself that she was not going to continue on the run until she dropped me off at the rendezvous point, or until they caught up to us. She had a personal vendetta against them. and she n=knew them enough to know that it wasn't possible to run away.

Deviating from the normal route to the longer, less used route was an act of avoiding the risk of endangering innocent civilians who could get caught up in the exchange of firepower. And she needed more room and fewer cameras to do what she wanted to do. For some reason, she then asked me to write some specific actions down on a paper, about sixty-three of them, and then her major organs, and tell her when each one glowed gold.

I was just finishing the writing as the both of us squared up to face each other, and then it was when I was done that I realized what she was trying to do.

It was a battle sequence. She thought up 63 different actions, patterns, attacks, plans, movements, and strategies that Meek and Mill would use, and asked me to write them down. As soon as they were about o perform that action, it would glow gold, while the others would remain pitch black.

It was the strangest way to use my ability yet, but Flames was going to predict the future or something like that. By seeing all their feature moves before they performed them, they could not anticipate her reaction.

A mic was fitted into the collar of my shirt and the buds were in my ears, and the same went for Flames. We would secretly communicate during the time.


Mill scrutinized the duo thoroughly, unable to hold back the anger brimming in him. He'd masked it with a smirk, but the grin on Flames' face, full of mockery, told him that she was not in the least fooled by that.

She had grown and filled out in the right places. Five years was really a long time, but that look in her eyes was still the same. The look of nonchalant, brazen confidence. The fire-filled condescending look on her opponents; that one that said she knew the contents of her vessel and knew that they were superior to her opponent's.

Superior to Mill's.

Enraged, his parotid gland began to produce saliva at ten times the normal rate as he prepared to shoot four tiny, needle-sized crystals of ultra-high-density aimed for her eyes, two to each eyeball.


As the text began to glow, I read it out to Flames quietly.

He's going for a small attack. He's shooting from his mouth, and the target is your eyes. Small crystals that you cannot see. In the event that you dodge. Meek is going to shoot and direct the bullet to hit you on the forehead, which means they expect you to bend down if at all you do dodge.

Flames smiled as two orbs of red fire burst forth from her arms, and circled her body. They began to turn yellow, then slowly turn white.

"Do you know what will happen if you get even grazed by white-hot flames, Meek?" She asked the man at the back, ignoring, Mill at the front."I'm asking because Mill is about to be hit with full force by these two, and I'm sure he won't survive it. The question is, how much damage do you think -"

Anticipating the attack, I saw Mill inhale silently, and I whispered, "Now!"

He blew, and Meek fired a second after, but Flames was one second faster than both and twice as smart. Bending down and shuffling to the right even before Mill blew the needles. The bullet didn't hit her either, and she sent two orbs of yellow fire flying at the men, who managed to dodge it too.

But they didn't notice something because they were caught up wondering how she managed to see through the two attacks and still let out two of her own. The orbs she had fired at them were yellow. So what happened to the white orbs she had created.#


Meek was still confused about what had just transpired.

"I see your reflexes have sharpened over the years," He said.

The girl gave them a mock bow and produced two orbs again, this time of the yellow fire, They'd managed to dodge that last attack; the heat of those orbs was beyn=ond anything they'd ever experienced. It seemed she couldn't use that sort of thing in quick succession anyway.

"Something didn't feel right about that," Mill said. "If I'm not mistaken, she moved at the same time I blew, or even shortly before. And even if lightning-fast reflexes - which aren't even ability of hers - saved her that time, she moved down and to the right in one movement, almost as if she knew that you were going to shoot too."

Meek nodded.

"It must have had something to do with-"

They were cut off by the yellow flames flying towards flames. Mill vomited saliva copiously from his mouth, which solidified as it hit the air, and managed to block the flames, even though it melted due to the intense heat and the fact that those crystals were produced at such short notice.

He then slit his arm and allowed himself to bleed, rapidly forming crystals of high density. He was looking to form a good shield when he saw a shadow on the ground.

He looked up and saw two huge balls of blue flame - the hottest of them all - flying to hit them from the top.

"Where the hell did they come from?"

The two balls of white flame she'd hid when they were not looking and fed with heat until they became blue. And now, there was no dodging that attack.

Mill swore as the flames hit the two men.


To Be Continued,

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