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Enter the Mystic (Part 2) – The Amulet of Merlin in Practice
Learning his powers was hard work to do. All Travis could do for the time being was lift items off the ground and make them float. Concentrating on holding something in his hands he closed his eyes and imagined hard. He thought of something simple to test it. He imagined a baseball bat in his hands and it being light as a feather. All of a sudden his hands were weighed down by a glowing bat that light but at the same time looked powerful. He began swinging it around the place. Then he realised using his powers here, in his small apartment, would be worthless. He had to go out in the streets and test these powers out. Off he went out into the streets to discover just how strong he was now. He grabbed his coat and the ski mask he got when he was on vacation last year in the Swiss Alps. He felt like some kind of superman or something and with this thought he left his apartment and went out into the streets.
This was Spiralcity it was known for three things: Crime, smuggling and drugs. The as the street lights illuminated, the bums were wasted and the junkies were shooting up. Why did he live in this town? It was more than the fact he was raised here, Hell half the people leave at 16 to go to Mecaopalis or one of those better cities in the country. Spiralcity was a huge city that was basically a hell hole. The mayor was a drunk and a dope head, half the cops were corrupt and those who aren’t don’t stay that way for long or alive, the only decent people in this town are the ones you find in the most troubled areas. No he didn’t stay because of some pipe dream of making it a better place, the only reason…no person… he stayed for was his daughter. As a young man Travis found love in the eyes of Kitty Branson and, as teen’s eventually do, they spent the night together. They were underage but in love can ya blame them? This resulted in Candace being born and Kitty dying shortly after the birthing process. He didn’t have the funds to support his daughter and neither his parents or Kitty’s wanted anything to do with the child. He had to put her in an orphanage so she could be brought up right. Almost every day Travis would try to visit her, but juggling work and deadline’s made it hard to do so. As he walked around the corner of the store he saw some woman screaming for help while a man chased her with a knife. “Showtime” Travis said and ran down the alleyway and into history.
“Hey dirtbag”Travis said as he approached the mugger. “Why don’t you pick on someone your own size?”Travis said trying to sound like a hero. “Listen here bud I’m gonna deal with her first and then I’ll get you Mr. Tough guy if you don’t leave right now!” the thug said while he shoved a needle into her arm. “Why don’t you just leave the girl alone and surrender right now?” Travis said as he concentrated on the trash can lid. “Levitate damn it ” he thought as the thug stepped closer. All of a sudden the can flew up and was thrown towards the mugger. “THE HELL WAS THAT?!?!” The mugger said and suddenly in a fit of fear ran towards Travis screaming. As he ran toward Travis fear suddenly gripped our hero. All of a sudden Travis was protected by some sort of aura. “The hell is this?!” the mugger said in fear and all of sudden magic was streaming from Travis’s body. “My turn” Travis said as he let the magic flow. The thug was lifted into the air and was thrown against the wall of trash cans and covered in garbage. Travis dialled 911 and ordered an ambulance and the cops. Then he ran from the ally and hoped they would be there in time before some pervert came along and thought she was easy prey. Before he had the chance to leave the alley two thugs came around the corner and smiled as Travis stood his ground. “Look at the freak thinking he’s Batman” said the big one. “Ya look at the tool” Said the small one with the gun. “I am the one who’s going to make sure you never hurt that girl.” Travis said as the gun in the small man’s hand was loaded. “Well prepare to die Mr. Tough guy. Let’s see if you can withstand a bullet!!!” the small one said. Concentrating on the gun, it began to melt in his hands. The thug screamed like a little girl and Travis started laughing. “What the hell just happened?”Said the biggest thug. “Do I look like I know you idiot, my damn hand!!? STOP LAUGHING! KILL HIM BUDDY!” the small thug screamed as he held his hand tight as the metal burned him. Concentrating on the bat he had in the apartment he ducked from the big thug’s primary assault and suddenly as the bat appeared he jumped over the thug and smacked him in the head with the bat. The towering thug fell to the ground like a bag of bricks and all Travis could think was “I AM INVINCABLE!!†At that moment a knife was plunged into his leg by the first thug, the one who was supposedly knocked out by the garbage cans. His mind centring on the wound, the bat faded away and Travis was left screaming at the mercy of these three thugs.