The Arsonist Part 2

Prometheus couldn't bare to watch nor did he have the time to. Jake had sacrificed himself to allow Prometheus to escape. So he ran for the docks, keeping a low profile. Just as he thought, there were soldiers posted near the docks. He read the instructions off the paper Jake had given him. It told of where his boat was, it was hidden behind fake rocks and grass, that was under the dock.

Prometheus was on the beach, hiding behind a rock that was a few feet away from the docks. He was looking at the docks, 'Too many soldiers,' he thought. 'How am I supposed to get under there without any of them seeing me? I wonder if Jake is doing okay, there were so many gunshots. What if he died to them for my sake? It's not worth it, I'm not worth it. The government will only get stronger if he lets himself die to them.'

"All units! Go to the Free Garden Stadium!"

The shouts of soldiers disrupt Prometheus' thoughts. 'The stadium, but why.' Within seconds all the soldiers from the docks run toward the stadium. Prometheus knew why after they left and made a dash toward the boat.

Meanwhile by the stadium, Jake was driving his motorcycle into it. With bullet holes in his body and small amount of blood gushing from his wounds, he leaps off the motorcycle, crashing it in the hallway that led into the stadium. He rolled on the ground as the motorcycle exploded, bullets had hit the motorcycle, it was bound to explode at some point. Jake looked around himself, he noticed stairs on his left and ran up them, they led to the seats of the stadium. There he was greeted by an army of soldiers all over the stadium, helicopters surrounded the stadium.

Due to the stadium's open roof, the helicopters dropped in soldiers from them. Jake began to sweat as he saw the massive amount of soldiers, he carefully crept along the floor of the seats. Soldiers were searching for him, seat by seat, every nook and cranny was searched. It wasn't long until Jake was found by a soldier, it wasn't long until he had to kill the soldier.

He didn't hesitate, he grabbed the soldier's leg, instantly lighting his hands on fire, burning the soldier to simple ashes. He gained XP for it, he continued without any delay, crawling on the floor, he burnt soldiers instantly, they never screamed or gave any indication that they had died. Jake was able to keep this up for eight different soldiers until the coal in his mouth had completely burnt out.

"Shit," he whispered letting the remnants of the coal fall out of his mouth. He attempted to reach for one of the other lumps of coal in his pocket, that's when he noticed a soldier pointing his gun at him.

"Don't move! I have found the target!" The soldier yelled, alerting every other soldier in the area. It eventually spread throughout the whole stadium. Jake knew he was defeated in that moment, he rose up with his hands up, allowing himself to get arrested.

He was brought to the center of the stadium, where Dr. Blythe was standing around, waiting for his soldiers to bring back Jake. Upon seeing Jake he smiled, then started frowning. "Where is the other one," he asked as the soldiers dragged Jake to Dr. Blythe's feet.

"How would I know?"

Dr. Blythe kicks Jake in the face, blood gushed out of his nose and mouth. 'How much did he put into his strength stat,' Jake thought as his mind was jumbled from the kick.

"Who are you? Are you one of those rebels I've been hearing so much about," Dr. Blythe asks moving closer to Jake's face.

Jake looked up at him, smiled, and spat blood onto his face.

Dr. Blythe paused, he wiped the blood from his face with his hand, then looked at his hand. His face grew as red as the blood that was spat on his face. "Sir, I'm not a fan of torture. I find it very unscientific, but right now, I would not hesitate to try some new torture methods on you right now." Dr. Blythe's face did not match his words, he had a calm and collected face while making angry threats.

"Doctor," a soldier called, "look what I found." The soldier held out Jake's flare gun, Dr. Blythe got up and looked at it, then looked back at Jake. "Were you going to rendezvous with someone? Huh? Come on, tell me. Maybe I'll spare you if you tell me. How about you tell me how you were able to cause a silent explosion on my car! SPEAK!"

Jake stayed silent, 'I need to buy more time,' he thought. 'Prometheus needs to be on the boat at least. I'll wait for another minute or so.'

"Fuck you," Jake said finally after a long silence, he had counted to about a minute before he finally responded to Dr. Blythe's questions. "Your kind is corrupt to the core. Fuck the government, fuck the nobles, and fuck your King!" That struck a chord with Dr. Blythe, he wanted to kill Jake immediately for disrespecting his King. "My title is The Arsonist," Jake continued, "Anything that can be fuel, I can use to my advantage."

Jake began munching on the grass of the stadium that was below him. Dr. Blythe quickly noticed, "Stop him! Knock him out! You dead brained soldiers stop him!"

[Skill Activated: Blood-lust]

Jake activated his blood-lust skill, causing the soldiers holding him, and the rest of the soldiers in the area to fall to their knees. In deep fear, some even pissed their pants. Jake then took advantage of the moment, instantly igniting his whole body with fire, then rushing at his flare gun. Dr. Blythe acted quickly in the same motion of Jake going for his flare gun, Dr. Blythe went for a syringe in his lab coat.

Jake barely grabbed up his flare gun as Dr. Blythe plunged the syringe into him. Before the syringe could take an effect however, Jake felt it hit his skin, instantly igniting the syringe and it's contents on fire. Scared, Dr. Blythe backed away as Jake fired the flare into the sky, just barely missing a helicopter. It was high enough for Prometheus to notice out on the sea.

He was a fair distance away from the docks. Far enough to not be seen from the soldiers in the stadium, and close enough to see the flare light up the morning sky. It reminded Prometheus of a phoenix rising from the ashes. Prometheus gripped the button in his hand, then pressed it, waiting for something to happen.

At the stadium, Jake laid on his stomach, his arm pointed upward. He felt his stomach turn, then forced himself to turn and face up. The sound of soldiers and helicopters were slowly being drowned out by a beeping within his own head. He smiled, smoking leaking through his mouth, nose, and ears. 'What's wrong with me,' he asked himself, 'I trusted that kid with so much, I dragged him into a fucked revolt. We haven't progressed a single bit. I doomed him for the rest of his life. I let him join the very thing I wasn't sure about.'

Jake fell silent, laughing on the inside, the beeping becoming louder, his heart beating faster than ever before. "I'm an idiot," he said aloud, "I passed on my troubles to him. At least now, I can finally be rid of this world. I'll die in a glorious flame."

Tears fell from Prometheus' face as he looked at the stadium and the sudden message he got from his system.

[You have gained XP.]