Chapter 24 - Intervention

Chapter 24 - Intervention

A Chapter by CrossesOfTime

Jephtah had gotten of the truck as soon as they have arrived in the Traispe region. There were many tents set up in the vicinity implying that it could be a camp of some sort. There were people, mostly soldiers of the resistance preparing in case that the republic decides to launch an attack on their region. Jephtah carried Creed's body on his shoulder and began looking for the tent of Tenzan, who was the renowned doctor of that region. Jade had followed Jephtah in order to help him to look for the doctor as well.


The other truck had also stopped and Resistance soldiers got out from it. They carried Lycan's body and went to the holding cells of the camp. Lycan was kept as a prisoner by the resistance now. He was still unconscious due to the beating he had received in his fight against Jephtah and Jade. 


Jephtah and Jade found the tent of the doctor in a short while. Jade looked at Creed and she felt sad, because she had missed him. Creed looked lifeless on Jephtah's shoulder. It was as if Jephtah was bringing a dead corpse.


"Tenzan you in here? It's me Jephtah." Jephtah said.


A man got out of the tent. He looked in his late 50's but he was young for his age. The man had a full beard and a lean stature, he also had long salt and pepper hair. He was Tenzan, the great doctor of the east. 


Tenzan yawned and said. "Owww?" 



"We have an emergency. this man I'm carrying has been catatonic for a while now. He still has his pulse and breathing." Jephtah said and in an instant Tenzan demeanor has changed. 


Jephtah and Jade went inside the tent and dropped Creed on to the bed. Tenzan followed afterwards. He examined Creed to see if he could find out what was wrong with him.


"Eyes lost color, stable pulse, slowed breathing. No reactions to stimuli. I know only one person who could do this..." Tenzan thought.


"This is not a regular condition. His body's okay, but his mind's beginning to detieriorate." Tenzan said. "How did he get this?" he added.



"A person inflicted a telekinetic technique called Fear's Grip on him." Jephtah replied.



"Fear's Grip? Now I'm sure I know who did this." Tenzan thought to himself



"Feiryon..." He blurted out.



Jade and Jephtah were surprised when they heard Tenzan say the name of the man who did this to Creed.



"That's him! How do you know who he is?" Jade said.



"I've seen similar cases and all of them ended in the same way.." Tenzan said.


"They ended in what?" Jade asked him more.



"Death.." Tenzan replied coldly.



"That's why we brought him to you we ho-" Jade said



"You guys don't get it. There is no physical harm in his body so there's technically nothing wrong with him. His mind however doesn't respond anymore. He doesn't need a cure...He needs an intervention.. He has to fight this on his own.." Tenzan replied.


"So there's nothing you could do?" Jephtah asked him angrily.



"I've been presented with people with the same condition back then. I tried everything before but all of them died still. He must have the will to live inside of him." Tenzan said as he lit an incense in his tent.



Jephtah looked at him and he got puzzled. Tenzan was preparing a lot of things and it was like he was going to help them after all.



"Where are you going with this?" he asked.



"We are going to try an intervention. We are going to communicate with his mind and convince him to fight and snap out of it. This is the only thing we can do, because if we don't he will die.." Tenzan replied.



"Are you a psyche medium?" Jephtah asked.



"Yes, I'll explain later but now we have to save your friend. He doesn't have much time left.." Tenzan said as he looked at Creed's eyes which was beginning to lose its color entirely.



"It's over... You've lost.."  The Assassin said as he was standing over Creed's body. 



His body lay in the blackness of the void he has put in. He had no more hope of getting out of his situation for he had already lost everything. The image of Jade whom he shot ringed through his mind. 


"Now I have proved that you are weak. I think it's about time that you died." Feiryon said to him as he got nearer to Creed. 


He took off his mask and only his two red eyes remained to be seen. His face was all black and then he held Creed by his neck. Slowly Creed was being sucked into the void that Feiryon had produced when he removed his mask. He was beginning to consume the life force of Creed into his own.


"It's not over yet.." a voice said.


Feiryon dropped Creed in an instant when he heard the voice.


"Who's there??"  He said.


Suddenly a small light was floating above Creed's body. It tried to show him that there was still hope to get out of this void. Creed's eye began to lit up again as he looked into the light. Feiryon got near the light to destroy it but he failed. The light weakened him and he could not move. 



"What is this?!!" Feiryon said as he tried to move.



The light moved closer to Creed.


"Do not give up yet.." a familiar voice said.


"That voice...Jade??"  he asked the light.



The light then began to take form of a human being. She was wearing a simple white dress, her eyes were as beautiful as emerald gemstones. She had long brown hair and had skin as smooth as marble.



"Kira..." Creed had said.


"You remember me after all."  Kira smiled at him. "I'm here to help you" she added


"Why?? Why do you want to help me?"  Creed asked her with regret.


"Because It's my obligation. You helped me out a lot back then right?" She said to him.


"Kira..." Creed said again.


Kira got closer to Creed and she embraced him deeply. Creed had felt his body begin to be filled with life again. His health was being replenished as Kira tightened her embrace. She was giving him her life force in order to get out. Creed began to move and embraced her as well. The two embraced for some time, and never let go of each other.



"It wasn't your fault..." Kira whispered to him.


"I'm sorry...for everything..." Creed said as he let go of the embrace. He felt no fatigue in his body and he was ready to fight. Feiryon had seen what happened and he began to be angry.



"What is this?!!" he shouted as he broke free of the spirit energy that was inflicted on him.


He then sent a psychic wave on Creed but it did not hit him. He tried again but still it did not hit him. Creed now in return rushed at Feiryon and attacked him continuously. He noticed something different, his attacks were landing and hitting Feiryon himself and he knew that this was a good thing. Feiryon fell to the ground exhausted. He was struggling to stand back on his feet but he failed because Creed had stood in front of him. 


Creed stepped on his leg and he felt the anger rush through his blood. He wanted to kill him for everything that he had done in this void. He wanted revenge to soothe his pure hatred of him. Feiryon had sense his emotions and he knew he could use this to psyche him out again.


"Yes...give in to the anger. Slay me as you have slain the once who were important to you." Feiryon said with the hope of psyching him out.


"No.. Don't. He doesn't know who you really are Creed. You are not the assassin you once were. Let go of the anger, let the hatred flow out of you, leave the regrets behind. You have someone to protect out there and if you go back to being the old you, then you will have broken your promise..." Kira said as she put her hands on his shoulder.


Creed listened to her say those things and she was right. It was about time that he let the hatred go. He now had lost his revenge and desire to kill Feiryon. 


"You're weak!!!" Feiryon shouted as he attempted to attack him with another psychic wave but as he did, he noticed that nothing came out. For the first time ever he was powerless inside his own void.


"It's over. You have nothing on him anymore." Kira had said as she let out a blinding light from her body. Creed looked at her and she began to disappear from him.


"KIRA!!!" Creed said.


"It's okay he will never bother you again. GO NOW!!!" Kira said as she signaled him to get out of here. Creed saw the other end of the void, there was light shining at the end of it implying that it was the way out of Feiryon's void. Creed ran to it as Kira held Feiryon back with the light. 


"KIRAAAA!!!" Creed shouted at her.


"GO NOW!!!" Kira said as light began to fill the void. It made Feiryon perish in thin air. He was no longer in the void causing terrors for Creed.


Creed ran towards the light. He was almost near it and he ran even faster. The light grew bigger as he got near it and finally when he did, he had gotten out of the Feiryon's Fear Grip.


Tenzan was still trying to bring back Creed with the use of Psychic intervention. He was using his Telekinesis to cure Creed of Feiryon's grip. Jade was now looking at Creed's eyes. She noticed that the color of his eyes had somewhat returned.


"CREED!" She said to herself.


It was only for a short while then Creed shut his eyes. The three noticed that he let out a huge sigh as he passed out.


"Hmm. He's going to be okay." Tenzan said while checking his pulse. He opened Creed's eyelid and saw that he had color in his eyes again. "He's just tired. We should let him rest." he added. Jade and Jephtah got out of Tenzan's tent and both of them gave out a sigh of relief.


"He's going to be okay." Jade said while shedding tears of joy.


"Yeah he is." Jephtah said as the both of them walked their way.


"I haven't even started the main Psychic Intervention, but he was already better. Could've he have fought it on his own?"  Tenzan had said to himself. "Whoever this guy is he's no ordinary person.." he added as he pondered on the matter more.


© 2012 CrossesOfTime


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