Shatter Gets Axed

    As Carli ran off in the Seattle snow, I felt my heart break. I then felt my ribs do the same as Wolfie squeezed the life out of me. 

Let me explain.

    When I was ten, I found a mask. 

    This mask put me into the body of a baby in the Stone Age. Since then, I have reincarnated over and over and over again. I have lived many lives over the years but three things have remained the same. 1. I have superpowers. 2. I have a list of bad people that I either have to kill or capture in that life time. 3. I fall in love. 

When I died the last time, I reappeared in my original body at ten years old, at the very second that I touched the mask for the first time. Now, seven years later, I continue to use the mask to help free the world of as many bad people as I can. In my first life I was given a name that I decided to keep as a handle for my crime fighting alter ego: Shatter. 

    Now that that’s out of the way, here’s what just happened:

    Carli flipped the switch on the radio I gave her and I teleported to Seattle which was where she was. When I got there, I was surprised to see Tania (or as I call her, Wolfie) running towards me. You see, Wolfie was my wife in one of my past lives. I loved her so much, but that was in Medieval England! Before I could say anything, she ran up and kissed me. Carli, seeing me kiss another girl, then ran off. 

    Now that you’re caught up, here’s what happened next:

    I pried Wolfie off of me and removed my mask. 

    “What are you doing here?” I asked, “How are you here?”

    “It doesn’t matter, my love,” she said, “what matters now is that I am here with you and I will never leave you again.” 

    Then, all of a sudden, 

    BONG!

    I heard a loud noise as if a giant clock had just struck midnight. 

    I looked at my watch, and all the hands had stopped moving. In fact, everything had stopped moving. Humans seemed to be unaffected, but everything else froze in place. 

    Wolfie and I looked at each other, confused. Then, I heard the all powerful voice of a woman boom through the air.

    “MY AVATARS HAVE BOTH EMERGED,” the voice said, “ONE BORN OF SPACE, THE OTHER, BORN OF ICE. SISTERS UNITED. BUT WILL THIS WORLD SURVIVE?”

    Once the voice was gone, everything began moving again. 

    Wolfie looked at me and said, “Aldway, I’m scared.”

    I put my mask on and said, “Let’s go find Carli, if something’s going on, I need to know that she’s safe.”

    Wolfie smiled and said, “Ah, the noble Sir Shatter, always wishing to defend the weak, some things never change.”

    I ran through the snowy Seattle night, with my undead wife in tow, to find Carli. Knowing Carli, I ran through an ally cause that’s what she would do if she wanted to lose a tail. She would run through allies and then through the back door of some restaurant or bar. A few moments after I began my chase, I found the transmitter I had given Carli for Christmas, abandoned in the snow. I stored it in my pocket dimension, ready to return it to Carli by any means necessary.

    “My love, my husband,” said Tania, “we have so much to discuss. It has been so long and…”

“Tania!” I said to interrupt her, which scared her because I never called her Tania, it was always Wolfie, “Something is going on and I could never forgive myself if Carli got hurt.”

Wolfie looked at me for a moment, sighed, then smiled and said, “You and I against whatever this strange world could wage against us. Oh, I have missed you so.” 

We looked into each other’s eyes for what felt like forever, until I heard Carli scream. 

Me and Wolfie immediately ran down the ally towards the scream as we heard more sounds of a struggle. When I arrived at the scene, Carli was gone, but it was obvious that she had put up a fight. There were two sets of footprints in the snow. There was a gun in the snow that looked like it came out of a comic book with Carli’s name carved into the handle. I stashed it with the transmitter. Then I saw something scary. Lodged in the ally dumpster was an axe made of ice, but as sharp as a steel sword. It looked like an axe that I hadn’t seen in a long time but it seemed impossible. 

I needed to find Carli, so I followed the footprints down to Elliot Bay. Me and Wolfie hid under a boat dock as we heard Carli and her captor, apparently female, conversed. 

“What is this?” Asked the kidnapper, “”Is this Valhalla? Where am I? And what is this language I am speaking?” 

“Valhalla?” Carli asked, “This is Seattle and if you don’t let me go, my associates will bring a world of pain down upon you.”

“Ah, war language,” the woman said, “now that, I understand perfectly.”

Upon hearing that, I jumped into my PD (Pocket Dimension), pulled out my favorite sword, and reappeared behind Carli and her kidnapper. 

“Don’t you dare lay another finger on her!” I shouted. 

The kidnapper turned around. She had many scars all over her body. She was wearing a coat that still had the tag on it. In fact, all the clothing she was wearing looked to be stolen. Her hair was braided like they did in Viking times. There was something familiar about her, one of my lives was in the Viking age, though I was a girl in that life, so there was no way that this young woman, who looked to be no older than 20, could recognize me. 

“That sword,” she said as she let go of Carli, “where did you steal that blade?!”

At that moment, another axe of ice formed in her hand like magic.

“Wait,” I said, “you know this sword?”

“Yes, it has belonged to my family for as long as anyone can remember. Let the history books show that Embla The Strong slayed the strange man who wrongfully wielded her family’s sword!”

Embla charged at me as I realized who she was.

She was my sister from a past life! 

Honestly, I was happy to see her, until she swung her axe at my head. 

I ducked and when she swung again, I blocked with my sword. When Embla went for a third strike, seaweed came up from the lake and grabbed her. The seaweed then lifted her up a few feet into the air.

Honestly?

Weirdest day of any of my lives. 

Wolfie walked over and said, “I believe you should know, I have special abilities now.”

That would have been useful to know before then, right?! But I didn’t want to tell her that seeing as she is my wife and has just come back from the dead and can control plants apparently!

Man, my life is complicated.

But wait, 

Cause just like a bad infomercial,

There’s more!

At that moment, helicopters flew in from every direction shooting spotlights onto me, Embla, and Wolfie.

“STAND DOWN!” They said, “THIS IS THE HOUSE OF THE UNKNOWN! YOU ARE ALL UNDER ARREST!!”

I just looked at Carli and said, “What have you done?”

“My job,” she said with tears rolling down her eyes, “and now you’re coming with us.”

I didn’t even try to run. I couldn’t. Not from her. They took us somewhere, I don’t know where, but that’s where I am. Is it messed up that I still love her? Yeah, I said it, I love Carli Evans. Is that messed up? She betrayed me! AND I have a wife who I also love! But none of that matters, does it? Either way, I don’t get a happy ending. So I guess I should tell you my name. My name is Jack Smith. I’m not the HOU director’s grandson, I didn’t ask for this life, but it found me anyway. It’s sad though, isn’t it? I’m gonna die here, and I’m pretty sure that this time, I’m not gonna come back.