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Run if you can! by Steilhex

English is not my native language and I use Google translator so there may be some mistakes. Also, this is just the beginning of the story.
(I like to write out scenes for a long time before moving on to the action).
Also the beginning is quite innocent. But the further the story goes, the darker and crueler it will be. I have a sketch in which direction it will develop, but if you want to give me an idea that I can fit into the plot, I will add to it.
I would like to believe in my productivity, but I will try to write one chapter a week) if there is inspiration, maybe more. So this is beginning…

                                                   Power is cruel 
                                                   1)  Bad luck

Damn weather. I sat in the excavator waiting for the rain to stop.
I just had to clear one area when it started. The boss sent everyone home, realizing that the rain would last until the evening and I, like the last fool, had to wait, because if I didn’t clear the site today, I’d get rain tomorrow because of my mistakes.
To hell with it. I started the excavator and began to clean the area, removing layer by layer.
Suddenly I heard the impact of metal on metal and my excavator stopped. fuck
I came out and immediately got wet to the skin. I saw a strange metal chest with an old-looking lock. it was strange. The depth of the quarry where I worked was more than 30 m. So it’s very strange. For a second, I was happy, I thought that I was finally lucky and this was some kind of cache of treasure. I tried to open this chest with a crowbar. but the ancient crap did not budge.

I had to go get a gas burner. My boss Mike grinned at me as I was soaked to the skin. (We are not on very good terms because I burned him for fraud with gasoline). He didn’t even ask why I needed a burner. Taking it, I headed to the chest and soon opened it, but instead of the treasures in my fantasies, I saw a strange book wrapped in cloth. Fuck, of course! We didn’t live richly, so there’s no point in starting.
Having hidden the book in my bosom, I headed to the boss.
Me: “Mr. Mike, I dug a pit, although there were some minor problems. Can I leave?”
Mike: “Of course you can when your shift is over”
I could hardly restrain myself not to punch him in the face. This smug asshole became a boss only because of his connections and dares to push me around. Believe me, you will pay one way or another for your bestial attitude towards me.
After finishing my work hours, I headed home. After 40 minutes by car I was home.
I put the book on the kitchen table and went into the shower to wash off the fatigue of the working day.
Coming out of the bathroom, I brushed my teeth.
Looking at myself in the mirror, I saw a 32 year old man. tall, 194 cm tall, yes I was overweight, but this is the only obvious drawback. I was proud of my strong-willed chin and smug look.
But the narcissism did not last long. thoughts of what a mess I was in at work and in debt quickly brought me back to earth.
I went to the kitchen where there was a book wrapped in cloth.
I opened it and it looked strange with incomprehensible symbols on all the pages. like the ravings of a madman. I tried to find something similar on the Internet to understand how much it could be sold for. But I realized that it was clearly something ancient. While turning the pages I cut myself on the edge of the page.
A drop of blood fell onto the page.
suddenly the room lit up and I heard in my head “offering accepted”
On the pages of the book, the symbols began to turn into letters???
And at that moment I passed out.
When I woke up, I thought I was just glitched. but looking at the book on the table I was shocked.
I clearly saw the title. “Sacramentum”
Not believing my eyes, I started reading the book and came to the conclusion that this was some kind of nonsense. 90% of the book was about ancient rituals of “real history has passed” and all that crap
10% was a description of rituals and spells.
Moreover, obviously ridiculous things in terms of purification. Increasing the strength of things, etc. But one of them attracted me.
It read: “You will have the power to change both things and people. Only by thinking about it.”
I immediately ran to the bedroom and brought a gold wedding ring, the only thing I had left after the divorce.
I put it in front of the book and read the spell that was under the description. But nothing happened. I imagined copies of my wedding ring appearing in front of me, but nothing happened.
“Eureka”
I took a knife and carefully cut my finger, dripping blood onto the page. She illuminated the room with light and its flow hit my body.
“Well, it should work now!”
I again looked at the wedding ring, imagining copies of it appearing on the table, but nothing happened.
“I’m not fucking 32, but I believe in fairy tales”
Annoyed, I pushed the book away and opened the refrigerator, taking out a beer. With nothing to do, I flipped through the pages. After drinking 5 bottles I got pretty drunk.
But not enough to pass out.
I headed to the 24 hour store 5 blocks away. Even drunk, I didn’t feel comfortable walking through this area (I lived in a shitty area where even a police patrol car was afraid to drive by at night).
Taking 2 packs of beer, I headed to my home. When I saw 2 people wearing masks in an alley and 2 people sitting on their knees right in front of them. To my horror, I saw that they had guns pointed at the victims.
I realized the best I can do
This is to get away and call 922.
But at that moment when I tried to leave, I felt a poke in my back.
Unknown: “Turn around, baby”
The voice was clearly female, I turned around and saw a girl in a mask, about 165 cm tall, with a 45 caliber pointed at me.
unknown: walk
She told me pointing the direction to the victims in the alley.
“No, this can’t be real, I can’t be so unlucky!”

I went where I was ordered, next to two people in the alley.
They were clearly not from this area.
A fat 50 years look like man have brunette hairs and was dressed in an expensive three-piece suit. with obvious marks of blows on his face. There were marks on his wrist from the torn off watch.
Then I looked at the woman near him

She was blonde girl that look like 23 years old she has green and long hair fall on her shoulders .She was in black dress with a provocative neckline revealing her huge breasts. I see she wearing expensive high-heeled shoes. She looked more like an ideal image off woman not a real person.
Looking at the girl, I didn’t see the blow to the stomach that brought me to my knees.
unknown 2: Did you like the bitch?
Unknown 3: stop with this, it’s time to end this!
Unknown 2: damn, let me at least play with the bitch, I haven’t fucked for so long.
Unknown 3: in your mind, bitch, she saw my face!
I looked at the masked man who was clearly their boss and saw fingernail marks on his neck.
I realized that this would have been an ordinary robbery if the girl had not scratched the leader and tore off his mask. Having realized what happened, I realized that the bandits were going to get rid of the witnesses.
unknown 3: time to finish. finish them off!
“Wait, I beg you. Don’t kill me, I just passed by, I didn’t see your faces and I wasn’t here at all, and I’m also drunk, please let me go.
(I tried my best to save my life).
Unknown 3: Sorry man, one way or another you are a witness.
It was as if in slow motion I saw the bandits’ weapons pointing at me. (the masked girl stood behind them)
“no no I don’t want to die, not like that, not in this fucking alley on my knees. Damn life and you bitches!!! So that all of you, you fucking bandits and a couple of rich people, also feel what it’s like for me!!! So that you are a bitch small and life has crushed you like me!!!”
At that moment, time seemed to stand still for me.
And suddenly the people at the front line began…to decrease???
I saw how the gang of robbers rapidly lost their height until they became like toy soldiers. I looked to the right, the girl and the man were also rapidly decreasing in height.
The moment the bandits became only 5 cm tall. I saw small flashes of light from their side and something tickled my face.
Only a moment later did I realize that they were shooting at me.
unknown 2: die bitch!
“I heard the voice of an unknown bandit, albeit muffled.
unknown 3: “Run, you moron!” he said to the counterfeiter
I saw one of them trying to escape instinctively, I blocked his path with my palm.
Suddenly a petty bandit (unknown 1)
She walked towards me without fear.
unknown 1: “I don’t know how you did it, but you better grow us back to normal.
“You see a car nearby. Our guys are there, and if we don’t get out soon, my friends will come and shoot you, you fat fucker.”
I couldn’t believe what was happening, much less the reaction of the reduced bandit. But in panic, I turned my gaze and actually saw a car parked nearby with its headlights on.
Panic took over me. I understood that I was a dead man if their friends saw me now or if I grow the bandits back to normal as tiny bandit woman demand.
In a panic, I grabbed the unknown 2 and 3 and the bandit who screamed in horror. and threw them into the pocket on my jacket. Then I grabbed the fat rich man who froze with fear and put him in another pocket of my jacket.
Having already calmed down, I squeezed the girl in a black dress in my hand and examined it for a second. she was simply magnificent.
her attempts to break free and bite my fingers in the hope of freeing herself, even for a second, made me smile.
But remembering that danger was close, I put it in another pocket. And he headed towards the exit of the alley. And passing by a parked car, I actually saw 3 people in it who were clearly not Samoritans.

My heart was pounding furiously on the way home, and every now and then I looked around to see if there was a tail behind me.
But when I came home, I exhaled.
I took out 2 plastic containers with high sides and placed them on the table.
I took the bandits out of my pocket and put them in the first container. And the girl and the man in the second.
I couldn’t believe what I was seeing in front of me was real. “maybe I went crazy?”
But the screams coming from the bandit’s containerstold me that I had not gone crazy and that what I was seeing in front of me was real.

                         2)This is no damn fairy tall

I went to the sink and washed my face, trying to come to my senses in the hope that all this was drunken nonsense. But no matter how I try to deny it, it’s all real.
I walked over to the table and sat down on a chair. I saw unknown person 2 hitting the container with the butt of his pistol in a pathetic attempt to damage it. his boss is watching me with visible fear. The bandit girl went to the corner and leaned on it, trying to look fearless.
I looked at the little people in the container, still drunk. “What the fuck should I do with you now?” I saw and heard how unknown 2 shouted to me “fat fucker, you’re screwed, our people will find you and kill you.”

I really didn’t like that this asshole constantly called me fat and threatened me with death. I put my hand into the container and grabbed him.
“Watch your tongue” I said coldly.
"Fuck you! You’re already a dead motherfucker. Dead!!! he scream back to me.
This infuriated me and I began to slowly squeeze him. I saw him trying to hit my hands to get free and screaming.
“bitch. quickly let me go!! now.” !.
I saw how I literally squeezed the air out of his lungs and he stopped screaming.
I opened my hand and let him breathe in again.
“Fuck ribs bitch! You almost broke my ribs!” him scream again
in Furry i squzee him again "you better cut your toungle and stop
insult me right now or I swear there will be consequences!!!
in my rage, I squeezed him too hard and accidentally broke his rib.
when I unclenched him again, I saw him grab his ribs.
“man, wait, wait, please, I got it, I got it!!”
Seeing how this asshole finally realized that he should treat me with respect, I grinned.
“that’s better”
I saw him hiding his gaze from me in horror and realizing that his life was literally in my hand, and at that moment I realized.
For the first time in my life I hold other people’s lives in my hands, and in my case it’s literally.

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