Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 24
"If, however, the attacker somehow managed to completely surprise us and stab you in the manner you described, I would again slow time. Even if he stabbed you in the heart, the human body does not lose all life for several seconds. All would need is an instant to completely heal your wound. After that, it would merely be a matter of constructing a believable story for the aftermath of the situation. I would likely subdue the attacker so that he could do you no further harm, and I would alter his memories to make him believe that he couldn't stab you squarely, with his knife getting caught on your jacket, or something similar to that. This would fall under the powers of anonymity and privacy, preventing suspicion from being raised by you surviving a fatal stabbing.
Slowing time? Altering memories? Holy shit...
Mike now knew he had made the right decision to keep Melody around. It terrified him to think of what might happen if the wrong person had gained control of such abilities.
Melody's face turned more serious. "Mike, there is one other ability my powers afford me. Do you remember, when we first met yesterday, your concern for what would happen to you 'once your number was up' and you had to answer for your decisions in life?"
Nodding, he responded, "How could I forget?"
"Well," she continued, "There is nothing that says your number has to come up. My powers can keep you safe and healthy from anything, even a death of natural causes." She rubbed his knee softly. "We can, for all practical purposes, live forever."
Mike pondered this revelation for several moments. "I honestly don't know if that's something I want. As great as it sounds, it stands in direct contrast to everything my faith has taught me."
"What do you mean?" Melody had a confused look on her face.
"I believe, along with almost every other Christian in the world, that death is merely the beginning of eternal life," he responded simply.
Extremely surprised by his answer, she gazed at him, marveling at his confidence, yet more afraid for him than ever before. "Are you saying... you don't fear death?"
Mike smiled. "Not in the least. I fear the uncertainty of it, the not knowing when and how it will come, but fearing death itself is pointless in my mind. Death comes for us all, eventually. No discrimination, no favoritism. It's the ultimate equalizer, the one thing that connects every living thing in this world, whether we like it or not."
Melody paused, realizing that he was quite resolute in this topic. "Master... will you be angry with me if I bring up this subject again in the future? know you hold firm to your faith, but I will be required to constantly ensure that this is what you truly want, for me not to prolong your life beyond a death of natural causes."
As he pulled into a parking space, Mike immediately took notice of her calling him Master. He turned to her, brushing her cheek with his finger, and said, "I will never be angry with you for looking out for me. I can tell it'll take time before we can fully understand each other's perspective on this subject. There's nothing wrong with that. It's part of a healthy relationship. Just promise me you won't ever hold something in if you're concerned about it. You can talk to me about anything. Literally anything in the world."
Melody smiled and kissed his hand sweetly. "I promise."
Operning the car door, he beckoned her to follow him.
"Where are we going now? This isn't your church, is it?"
Mike laughed. "Nope, my church is a block north of here. But I thought I would teach you one of the universal truths I've learned over the years. We all know that death comes for us all and time marches on, right?" She nodded. "The third universal truth: where there's churches, there's doughnuts." His trademark smartass grin spread across his face as he pointed up to the Dunkin' Doughnuts sign, Melody giggling all the while.
Walking up to the counter inside, Melody began to inspect the menu. "Oh wow, so many choices!"
Oh, yeah. She's never been to an actual restaurant before.
"Yep, they've got almost anything you could want. My advice is to start with the traditional favorites. Glazed or chocolate frosted are probably the most popular," Mike explained.
his confidence, yet more afraid for him than ever before. "Are you saying... you don't fear death?"
Mike smiled. "Not in the least. I fear the uncertainty of it, the not knowing when and how it will come, but fearing death itself is pointless in my mind. Death comes for us all, eventually. No discrimination, no favoritism. It's the ultimate equalizer, the one thing that connects every living thing in this world, whether we like it or not."
Melody paused, realizing that he was quite resolute in this topic. "Master... will you be angry with me if I bring up this subject again in the future? know you hold firm to your faith, but I will be required to constantly ensure that this is what you truly want, for me not to prolong your life beyond a death of natural causes."
As he pulled into a parking space, Mike immediately took notice of her calling him Master. He turned to her, brushing her cheek with his finger, and said, "I will never be angry with you for looking out for me. I can tell it'll take time before we can fully understand each other's perspective on this subject. There's nothing wrong with that. It's part of a healthy relationship. Just promise me you won't ever hold something in if you're concerned about it. You can talk to me about anything. Literally anything in the world."
Melody smiled and kissed his hand sweetly. "I promise."
Operning the car door, he beckoned her to follow him.
"Where are we going now? This isn't your church, is it?"
Mike laughed. "Nope, my church is a block north of here. But I thought I would teach you one of the universal truths I've learned over the years. We all know that death comes for us all and time marches on, right?" She nodded. "The third universal truth: where there's churches, there's doughnuts." His trademark smartass grin spread across his face as he pointed up to the Dunkin' Doughnuts sign, Melody giggling all the while.
Walking up to the counter inside, Melody began to inspect the menu. "Oh wow, so many choices!"
Oh, yeah. She's never been to an actual restaurant before.
"Yep, they've got almost anything you could want. My advice is to start with the traditional favorites. Glazed or chocolate frosted are probably the most popular," Mike explained.
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