Harmonizer's Evolution (Balancer's Soul cycle) (91 page)

Three weeks ago when
the
plans were
still
forming, he
needed to see to something that had to be put to the test.
Connor
knew
that
he
could bend steel barehanded, but
there was
still
a
nother
theory that needed to be
put to the
test.
He
stopped by
his grandfather’s
to see if he could help
out
.
David
listened to
the
request, but didn’t laugh it off like
his wife
did.
Rhoda
thought it
to be
a joke until she realize
d it wasn’t humorous. David
said if it could help, he’d do it.
Rhoda
wasn’t thrilled
in the least
.

In response to the
request,
they
tried to see if
Connor’s
skin was bulletproof.
David
fired birdshot, deer-slugs and he even shot his hunting rifle. The
results were all the same and the
theory proved true.

T
he bullet seemed to slowly leave the barrel of the serviceman’s weapon in a spinning traject
ory, followed by a muzzle flash
and the shell being ejected from the chamber
.

Connor
simply
raised
his
right arm.
With only an open palm, the slow moving bullet finally connected with
his
hand.
He
felt the sensation of
the impact as if it were no more than a tennis ball being tossed by a child
, but no pain
registered
as the bullet flattened itself against
his
palm.

Before the bullet comple
tely flattened, another gun
fired
, and another, and another. Soon each man fired upon
him
till the clips became empty
.
Connor
used
his
left hand as well to stop each
and every
projectile. While they fired he
continued stepping forward,
as if on a humanly
casual
stroll
.
His
arms were
constantly
blurring
to stop and catch ever
y
single piece of metal.

By the time their clips were empty
he
stood ten feet away
from them all
. He
held up both fists and dropped every flattened bullet on the ground
,
in a
dramatic
sprinkle. When t
he final bullet hit the ground he
said “I told you your guns were useless against me.”

Suddenly one of the men still had a bullet left in the chamber and pointed it straight in the middle of
his
forehead.
The man
sneered “Stop This!” Just before he pulled the trigger
Connor
placed a small Pressure shield over each of
his
ears and made it to where the sound of the shot wouldn’t cripple
him
from
his
acute hearing.
He made himself go deaf for a moment.

The bullet that was fired hit dead on, on
his forehead. Just like with his
hands,
his energy reinforced
skin and bones offered prefect protection from
human weapons
.
“Still think you gentlemen ca
n take me on?” He
smiled
as the bullet bounced off
his
thick skull
. Before
t
he
man
could do anything else,
Connor
instantly grabbed his gun and ripped it from his hands.

Before each man
s eyes,
he
singlehandedly bent and crushed the gun as if it were
warm
butter.

He then
heard many footsteps coming
in
from behind
and all of them ran with
a single minded purpose
.
They were coming to rescue their leader.
Without looking backwards,
he
created a Pressure shield around the mouth of the White House. Many ran straight into it because they couldn’t see
the
barrier. Some tried shooting
their way through
and found out that they could go no farther.

“Whaa…? What’s going on!?” The Pres
ident asked as he looked past the intruder
.

“Mr. President, have you decided to come willingly or forcibly?”

He looked at
him
with both shock and clarity.  The president
pointed behind
,
to the gunshots and useless
shouting. “You…You did that?” Connor
nodded
and he looke
d at his men before answering
. “I choose option three. MEN RUN!!!”

They reacted to his words and turned around to run awa
y with him.

Connor
smiled and thought;
After all this, you still don’t understand.

As the
second to final
piece to
the
plan
started,
he
lifted
his
left arm towards the slow moving men. In
his mind he
pictured a large ring of fire that would surround them like a fenc
e. His
en
ergy and instinct flowed down the outstretched
arm. The warm sensation
w
as the first sign that the element Fire had been initiated.

Before the men had ran
even
four feet
away,
the heat in the atmosphere focused to a point and ignited into an inferno of an orange and yellow.
It became a Fire Fence.
The fire fed off
his
energy to stay lit
and remain just as intense
. Once the entourage realized they were surrounded they stopped to look for an exit.

His
calm tone gained their attention. “Mr. President, I understand this is sudden and completely overwhelming for you, but you really must come with me. I know that this demonstration lacks tact, but being politically correct isn’t my style. Nothing gets
done
,
politically,
as
quickl
y as it
used to be and you need to understand that politics are a waste of time when you realize what is c
oming after you.” To show that he
was
n’t here for
their
blood Connor
ceased the flow of
his
energy and the fire ring disappeared
from around them
.

The President and his men stood in utter astonishment. It took only a few short seconds for the clearheaded leader to ask “Who is coming after me?”

“Our time is short as the attack can happen at any time. Will you come with me, Mr. President?” Apparently he cou
ld hear the honest urgency in his
voice.

As the Pres
ident took a cautious step in Connor’s
direction, his
protectors
surrounded him
once
again. “At
e
ase,
Gentlemen
.” The Secret Servicemen
all
looked at him like
he didn’t really
say what he just did
. Then he said “The thirteen of you should have figured it out by now. This young man, whoever or
whatever
he is
,
hasn’t harmed a hair on any of us, when we
all understand
that he could
have done so easily
. If he wanted me dead
,
I would be. Look over by
the
front door. He has somehow barred everyone from coming to aid us. He can stop bullets, disappear and reappear instantly and can even do that trick with the fire.” Then he seriously and calmly said “Stand down, boys. That’s an order.”

With great reluctance they allowed the President to walk closer. The look in his eyes was still mistrusting, but he had made up his mind.
He still didn’t believe the
honest warning.
He stopped far enough away to speak casually, but only just. His body-language said he was listening and open, but his tone
hinted on
calm and clear. “As a show of good faith
on your part
, please let my men go.”

“Certainly.” Without moving or turning around
he
ceased
the
energy flow that barred the
frustrated
men inside the Pressure shield.

Connor
focused
his
eyes on
the
target as he looked away to see that his men were
all now
free. Men were shouting as they realized their freedom.
His
instinct warned of a mediocre danger
,
coming
up
from behind. In response he
crossed
his
arms and locked all of
his
joints to become a statue.

Suddenly ten, or so, full grown men tried tackling
Connor
all at once, but they seemed to have
wished to do so against
a steel wall
instead
. They tried in vain to
force him into
submi
ssion
. They all finally quit when the President yelled “STAND DOWN!”

Connor
finally looked away from the frustrated President and saw that the entire front yard of the White House had come alive
, like an enraged beehive
. Many of the hundred or so men in Service uniforms had their guns
trained upon him
, but none fired. The men who tried tackling
him
were backing away and many were injur
ed by their own making. By now he
counted over two hundred people
with more on the way
, without moving from his
location. People were still shouting and trying to get the president away from
him
.

“I told you men to stand down.” The President said again
, but much calmer than many others
. It finally had the desired effect because the yard quieted. “Sorry for that, son. They were
just
doing their jobs.”

“There is no need for an apology. By the way, my name is Connor. It is truly an honor to meet you, but remember our unspoken agreement.”

“Connor,” h
e said calmly so that he said the young man’s
name right. “I haven’t forgotten your request. But you must know that even if I go willingly, you will still be charged with kidnapping the President of the United Stated.”

“Human politics don’t apply to me.” his eyes widened at hearing what
he heard
. “Yes, I might be human in many aspects, but I am
so much more than
a mere
human. If it will help you to understand our differences, let me give it simply. I am an immortal called a Harmonizer. All of the elements of the world and possibly the universe
are
at my mercy to control. Your laws only apply to those of humans. We immortals have our own laws and an evil and bloodthirsty faction of our people are on their way to break our highest law.” The President and everyone on the front lawn
became
quiet and attentively listen
ed
to
him
speak. “Our highest law is the freedom to life. This faction’s goal is to destroy human civilization and in time you will be nothing more than mere cattle for them.

“Today is independence day and they will show the wor
l
d just how weak the strongest nation in the world really is. You’ve seen nowhere near a half of a percent of my true strength. How can you even hope to survive without the help I’m
committed
to
using to save humanity? You have the right to live just as every other living creature, but what is approaching will be your
untimely
end.”