All-Powerful And Brazen - Chapter 4

Therion is having a bad dream and has a disturbing conversation with his sister.

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Therion's face lit up with a smile as a warm, salty breeze caressed his skin while he leaned against the ship's railing. The next stop on their journey was already visible - some notorious party island known for its wild nightlife and promiscuous partygoers. This is the life, he thought to himself. He turned to look at two attractive girls standing behind him, patiently waiting for him to finish admiring the endless expanse of blue ocean glistening under the bright sun in the sky.

"I'll be right over, ladies." He flashed a cheesy smile reminiscent of a playboy and accepted a glass of martini from a passing waiter. Downing the drink in one gulp, he tossed the glass overboard to be swallowed up by the sea before joining the girls. He squeezed himself between them with a hand on each of their cute bottoms. "How about we have some fun together?" He licked one's cheek and passionately kissed the other, exploring her mouth that had the sweet taste of bubble gum with his tongue.

As Therion strolled by, flanked by the two girls clinging to his arms, a piercing scream from the pool caught his attention. He glanced over and saw a girl on an inflatable mattress thrashing about on the water, pointing towards something behind him. Whipping around, he gasped in shock at what he saw on the horizon: his mother looming large in the sky. She was gigantic, taking up a sizable portion of the sky with her posture and forcing him to strain his neck to meet her twinkling eyes. Her upper legs were visible, clad in frayed denim shorts that hugged her firm thighs as she loomed above the ocean.

Therion gazed out at the endless ocean, spotting a naval fleet of hundreds of ships bombarding his mother's colossal thighs with their weapons, their weapons even more pitiful than their ships compared to his mother's godlike stature.

Therion glanced at his mother's expression and realized that she wasn't even noticing it. Her focus was fixed on the party island, where loud sirens were blaring, signaling for everyone to take cover.

Without warning, her arm extended towards the island. As her hand vanished in the sea it created a disturbance in the water as if some epical sea monster had just taken a dive there. The resulting waves were powerful enough to rock the entire cruise ship like a rubber ducky in a bathtub.

With gentle care, Therion's mother effortlessly lifted the entire island with one hand. The island shook and chunks of earth broke free, crashing down into the ocean.

She brought the island closer to her curious face, allowing the island’s panicked inhabitants to admire its beauty from up close.

Another figure appeared behind his mother, someone Therion was not expecting to see, nor did he want to.

It was his younger sister, Joy, who was almost as big as their mom. The two towering females commanded the skyline with their sheer size, making Therion feel small and insignificant in comparison.

Joy's playful gaze zoomed in on their ship, and she reached her hand towards it. Panic spread throughout the ship as they realized they were about to be snatched up like a toy by a mischievous 13-year-old girl. Therion's only thought was for his own well-being, so he forcefully pushed away the two girls who were holding onto his arms and made a mad dash for a lifeboat. In his haste, he crashed into another person and experienced a sharp ache as he tumbled onto a nearby chair.

Therion woke up abruptly, drenched in sweat. He sat up in bed, heart racing as he looked around the gloomy cabin. It took him a moment to realize it was just a dream, and he released a shaky breath. Across the room, his younger sister slept soundly, her gentle snores a comforting contrast to his panicked state. The dream had felt so vivid, but Therion shook it off and rubbed his eyes. Suddenly, he heard Joy groaning in her sleep, and her eyes snapped open as she looked over at him.

Joy yawned and rubbed the sleep from her eyes as she turned towards Therion. "Did you have a bad dream, brother?"

Therion scowled at her. "None of your business! Now go back to sleep!"

"It's frightening, isn't it? Feeling insignificant," Joy said with a sly smile.

"You're insignificant! Now shut up!" Therion shouted so loudly that the noise could have woken up people in nearby cabins.

"Am I?" Joy's smile widened. "Do you still believe so when you see me doing this?"

Therion's bottom suddenly erupted in a fiery pain, making him leap up with an anguished cry. Turning around, he was stunned to see that his bed was on fire, flames flickering and crackling orange light onto his bewildered face. Joy's delighted laughter filled the air as she clapped her hands together. With a snap of her fingers, the flames disappeared, leaving the bed looking perfectly normal as if it had never been engulfed in fire just moments ago. Therion couldn't help but question his eyes and wonder if he had imagined it all.

Joy giggled as she spoke up, "I must admit, I quite enjoyed watching you lose your cool after our tennis match yesterday. The way you threw that racket like a total idiot was quite entertaining." She sat on the edge of her bed and looked at her brother with a mischievous sparkle in her eyes.

Therion spun around to face his younger sister. "So, it's true then? You do have powers?"

Joy nodded, standing up with the intention of getting a glass of water. However, she stopped short when she noticed her brother taking a few steps back, as if she were some dangerous animal. She couldn't help but smile at his reaction. "Just relax, I just need to quench my thirst. Want something, too?"

Therion was faintly aware of his head shaking from side to side as he gaped at her in awe.

"How long have you been hiding it?" he asked, hearing the sound of water pouring from a bottle into a glass in her hand.

Joy turned to face him, perching her butt against the cupboard with her piercing green eyes fixed on him.

She shrugged nonchalantly. "I guess I can never say for sure. In my memory, these powers started manifesting itself when I was nine years old. But who knows? Dana may have tampered with my memories, just as she did with Mom's."

Therion's face showed apparent confusion. "Dana? Are you talking about Dana Rockwell, our niece?"

Joy casually drank from her water glass and affirmed with a nod. "She's the true powerhouse in this story. She even makes Mom believe that she has powers. Yes, Therion, it may sound unbelievable, but Mom is just as ordinary as you. Without Dana's influence, she would not even be able to light a match with her thought."

"And what about you?" Therion asked.

"Me? Oh, I have powers, alright; I don't borrow them from anyone. They are all mine." She jolted her brows.

Therion pushed aside his uncertainty as he prepared to ask the next question. "What can you do?"

Joy met Therion's gaze, her eyes revealing how much she enjoyed getting this question.

"You mean how powerful I am? Puh, powerful enough to relocate New York to the Sahara or give the sea a purple color if I want to. But Dana is far more powerful than me. Don't tell anyone." Joy took on a conspiratorial tone and leaned in closer. "But I actually believe that Dana is the Almighty one herself. I think we should worship her."

A chuckle escaped Therion's lips before he could stop it. "Dana Rockwell, the Almighty? Are we really talking about the same Dana here? Because that sounds utterly ridiculous. She's just a spoiled rich kid, and only 16 years old, for goodness' sake. I've also heard that she's been kicked out of three different schools for aggressive actions and making a death threat towards the principal and her own father even."

Joy let out a small laugh. "She's only playing around. Do you want to know what she really wants?"

Therion shook his head, looking curious.

"Dana Rockwell wants to rule the world, to hold it literally in the palm of her hand."

He raised an eyebrow skeptically. "Well, if she's so all-powerful like you say she is, why doesn't she just take it over then?"

Joy gestured to herself with her thumb. "Because I convinced her it's more entertaining to manipulate and toy with the world and its inhabitants rather than rule it. She disagreed with me but offered me the time to play with the planet and its inhabitants nonetheless until she has enough of it and decides to subjugate you all to her whims."

"So what is it you do then with your powers?"

Joy paused, considering how to explain. "Well, it can be intriguing to showcase my abilities to others and observe their reactions of disbelief or fear. But the most entertaining thing for me is using my powers without anyone realizing it was me." Joy snapped her fingers. "There, a category four hurricane in the southeastern Caribbean, named after me. And bam!" She snapped her fingers again. "With a flick of my thoughts, a massive tidal wave surges to life in the South Chinese Sea. What do you think I should conjure up next? Perhaps a magnitude 5.4 earthquake in South America?"

"Stop it!" Therion stepped towards her, his voice stern. "You can't just cause natural disasters like it's nothing!"

"Sure I can. I do it all the time. Ha! And to think all those scientists are blaming it on global warming," Joy chuckled as she stretched and yawned. "I'm going back to sleep now, and you better not tell Mom or Dad about this in the morning, or else I’m going to shrink you."

She climbed into her bed, pulled her blanket over her body, and curled up on her side before drifting off to sleep.