The Grave

Few weeks passed by. John slowly started recovering. It took him a few months to recover mentally. Everything returned to normal.

After fighting head-on with Seto, he realized everything made a connection. He remembered, for the first time when he paused time by posing a threat to his life there was a flying object that wasn't paused. Before he went back in time he saw his father's hand slowly disappearing. The man he saw in his dreams a month before awakening his power was Pica. Seto was ordered to kill Pica and him. By whom and why? Who is Pica and how is John connected to him?

'Ah come on, my head hurts.', John thought to himself while lying in his room.

'So there are people who have power similar to me. Can I reach that level if I keep increasing my power?'

He started recovering. He started going to school again. The fight with Seto made him realize he is too weak. He wanted to be stronger so he could protect his loved ones but he wasn't quite sure how to do so. After his school was over he was returning home. While on his way to school he felt something weird. A feeling he couldn't express in words. He stopped for a moment to take a deep breath and try to understand what was happening to him. John felt like he was having a strong hallucination. He felt like reality was fading. It was a very strong feeling which he couldn't quite understand well. Anyway, after a minute he started feeling well. He calmed down. That weird feeling faded away.

'What the hell was that? This is the most bizarre experience I had in my life. I felt like...the dimension of time broke for a moment. It's good I returned to normal.'

He reached his house. He entered his home and took off his shoes. Mom was in the kitchen. "Mom, I am hungry.", said John. "How was your school today, John?", said Mrs Vincent as she put food on the table.

"It was normal as usual."

"You are slowly recovering so I request you not to play heavy games in school.", said Mrs Vincent.

"No, I don't play. My friends are crazy about my safety. They won't let me play even if I wanted."

"That's good.", Mrs Vincent replied.

"Anyway, Mom where is dad? I don't see him."

Mrs Vincent suddenly stopped and glared at John.

"What? Did I say something wrong?", said John.

"If this is a joke then stop it. This is not funny", said Mrs Vincent with a very serious face.

"I just asked where's dad?", said John. He was astonished.

"You are taking the joke too far. Your dad died years ago. He died the very same day you were born.", Mrs Vincent started crying.

"What's wrong with you? He died of an unexplained death years ago. I had already told you when you were five. You were the one to tell me no to think about him. You were the one to tell me to move on. So what's wrong with you, John?", said Mrs Vincent. She couldn't stop crying.

John got out of the house. He knew there was something wrong with mom. He went to ask Mr Michael, one of Mr Vincent's best friends. He reached his home.

"Hey, John. What brings you here today?"

"Have you seen my dad? I don't see him."

"What are you talking about John? You are acting weird today."

"Just say where's my dad?"

"He died the very same day you were born. The cause of his death is still a mystery. He was found dead on one of the streets."

"That's just bullshit.", said John with his eyes red.

"He was there with us till yesterday. I am not the one acting weird. You are the one.", John added.

Mr Michael was furious. "If you don't believe me just go to the cemetery near the city hospital." John left. He went towards the city hospital. He ran as fast as he could. He had a lot of questions in his mind.

*****

John reached the cemetery after some time. He started searching for graves. There were a lot of graves. Suddenly he found a grave at the upright corner of the cemetery. He saw a grave with the following writings.

RIP

DAVID VINCENT

MAY YOUR SOUL FIND ETERNAL PEACE IN HEAVEN.

1975-2005

John was shocked beyond his comprehension. He didn't even know how to react. His heart started beating faster.

"Then who the hell was the one who taught me to walk?", John shouted facing his father's grave.

"Who the hell was the person who sat beside my bed when I was ill? Who the hell was the one who was there for me every time? Who was the very irritating person whom I very strangely admired and respected??!!!".

Tears started rolling down John's face.

"It was you dad. I remember everything. Every moment I spent with you. I don't believe anything. All these memories just can't be illusions."

"WHERE ARE YOU, DAD?!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"