The Elementals- Jak's Story

As I ran through the alleyway, I saw the Peredurian Police catching up to me. Pulling out my Gauss XD Rifle, I was prepared to shoot for my life. Unexpectedly, they stopped and started to run into the other direction. I knew my XD was impressive, but scaring away five heavily armed Peredurian Police Enforcers? That just wasn't possible. Unless of course those PPE's were just a bunch of wusses who didn't know how to fire a gun. Not likely since the Peredurian Police Academy only accepted veterans of combat or those who had many implants in them.

Suddenly, I saw a vast explosion in the sky. There was shockwaves coming out of a gigantic blue sphere, traveling at the speed of sound. I braced myself since I knew what was going to happen. The PPE's started to run away the explosion, but the shockwaves obliterated them. The first two were simply blown apart by the shockwave and the last three had parts of their body sliced apart. Me, with my rather powerful shields protecting me like a coating of adamantium alloy, was thrown twenty feet into the air. I smacked head on into a large building. As I hit the ground, I blacked out.

As I slowly regained consciousness, I realized how open and exposed I was. Not that I was naked or anything, but how vulnerable I was to attack. Standing up, I felt very dizzy. Everything was spinning out of control, and it sure wasn' t helping my headache. I gingerly touched the top of my head and felt a small bump on it. Seems pretty strange for a person who just flew twenty feet into the air, smacked into a building, and then dropped back down 20 feet to the cold concrete ground to just have a small bruise on his head, right? I should probably be dead right now, just like every other time, but being born with psychic powers is pretty cool. You see, the year is 5782 and the human race has had enough time to develop technologically and mentally. Some could fly over 300 light years away from Earth; others could unsteadily pick up a small piece of stone with their mind. I'm leaning more to the first, but not only could I build my own battleship, I can make this impressive shield I have on me right now. Now you might understand why I'm still alive. Shaky, but still alive.

Finding the remains of my still somewhat impressive XD Rifle, my first order of business was to buy a new gun. My second was to find some new clothes, since mine were torn to threads. At least they covered my private regions. My third order of business, of course, was to take a huge piss in this alleyway. Maybe taking a piss should be my first order of business...yeah; it probably should be my first order of business. I hadn't gone to the bathroom in over twelve hours and the pressure sure was starting to build.

I pulled down the remains of my pants and relieved myself right on the side of a 160 story high building. Ah, the simple pleasures in life. Too bad they can't compare to the bigger pleasures in life, such as owning four of your own Fighter-class Jets, or the even bigger pleasure of knowing you have over 700,000 credits in your account. The life of a mercenary. How great it is even though hundreds of people want to kill you.