by Billy Miner
The blaze kept shooting fireballs, but it was hopeless. I almost felt sorry for it, as if I was kind of laughing at its futile attempts to incinerate me. But I kept going. I figured it was a pretty stupid creature, so it would follow me wherever I went. And it did.
Eventually, I came to the foot of the mountain. I looked back and saw that it was still behind me. What an idiot. Ha!
“Come on,” I said. “Come on and follow me. I won’t do anything to you.”
Of course it couldn’t hear me say it, since it was still a few hundred feet away, but I mostly said it to myself, taunting it to come closer.
After a while, I went up the mountain, still maintaining my distance. I climbed higher and higher on the path to the snow peaks. There, I grabbed some snow and made a large ball out of it.
“Heh… heh… Now, let that dumb fiery blaze come here.”
I looked around the tree.
Hey, where did it go?
I thought it was still following me.
Maybe I missed something.
I got a little scared. The tides had turned. I couldn’t see it anymore. Was it here already, or did it fall behind at the bottom of the mountain? Carefully and slowly, I moved forward. I held the snowball in my hand just in case. I looked behind every tree. The pine trees were thick and it was hard to see anyone if it wasn’t within a short distance.
Where is it? Where did the blaze go?
Suddenly, I turned around—and to this day, I am glad I did—and a huge fireball came at me, and another, and another…
“Whoa!” I jumped behind a tree, barely evading the lethal attacks by this monster.
How did it get over there? Did it take a shortcut?
I smirked. I guess I underestimated this enemy. It had disappeared and left my sight to sneak up on me and get me anyway.
Smart.
But now it was my turn. I knew this thing was allergic to snowballs. I knew it couldn’t stand the freezing temperature of this fluffy substance. So I waited for the opportune moment and stepped aside, threw a snowball in its face, and stepped back behind the tree, bending over while creating another snowball.
I took a peak.
The blaze was hit. It was extinguished a little, but not all the way yet. Ha! It was working! The information I read in all those books was correct. Well, what was I waiting for?
I hit it with another snowball. It fell to the ground and struggled to fly up again.
“Floating in the air isn’t so easy when you have a couple of snowballs in your face, is it?” I asked.
Then I took an incredibly large amount of snow and shoved it on the blaze. I heard it sizzling. The hostile creature was being quenched. Victory was mine!
4: Earth
After my tremendous triumph, I went back home. I took me a while to get all the way there, seeing that I climbed up on the mountain, but I have to say it was easier to descend down the mountain than to climb up, and I really enjoyed the view.
When I came home, I snuck back into my little science room, and I have to admit that I am not proud of what I did after that. I took the “zin” substance and put a few drops in the tube with earth in it. I knew at the time that it probably wouldn’t be a good idea, because of what happened when I had added it to the fire; but I was just too curious. I wanted to know what it would turn into.
And boy, did I know when it happened!
The earth grew larger and larger, making sizzling sounds and shaking heavily. Within half a minute, a huge iron golem stood in front of me.
Nice.
At first, I thought this giant monster was on my side, as is often the case with iron golems. I had read all about them. They protect villagers and are generally friendly creatures. But this one looked different. It looked evil. Its eyes were glowing read and its eyebrows moved down in the middle, changing his facial expression into a mean one.
Yikes! This iron golem was corrupt! It was an evil iron golem that was now going to crush me!
I was terrified, so again… I ran outside. The iron golem followed me and smashed everything outside of the house that got in its way. I was just relieved that it didn’t break any of my parents’ stuff.
But it came after me, and it was very angry. “Wraaah!” it said. Oh my… an angry iron golem. What now?
See, I totally forgot if it had one specific weakness, since those creatures are usually one the people’s side. Maybe I could just defeat it with whatever I came across.
I looked around me and saw a shovel leaning against one of the home’s walls. So I picked it up and swung it at the iron golem, which had already caught up with me. The iron golem grabbed the shovel I swung, as if it was nothing, and crushed it into a thousand pieces by banging it on the ground.
Whoa.
Now what? I had to do something, right? I took a pitch fork that was lying on the ground.
Same result.
The iron golem broke it in half.
Okay, almost the same result then, but still… this was pointless! Where could I find something strong enough to defeat it?
Then I saw it… I got an idea…
Aha!
I saw the blacksmith’s shop. He should have something that could help me. I ran as fast as I could and entered his shop. It was wide open, as if he didn’t even had a front door. I don’t if he used something to cover up his stuff or if he just trusted the villagers not to steal anything.
“What’s going on, boy?” he asked.
“It’s an iron golem! It’s following me!” I said in panic.
“Oh, but that’s not a problem at all,” he said. “Iron golems are perfectly harmless. They don’t hurt us.”
“But this one turned evil!” I said.
He looked at me weird. “Sure,” he said. “Like that’s ever going to happen.”
“No, believe me. It’s true!”
And before we could end our conversation, the iron golem was standing right in front of us.
“What the…” the blacksmith said. “What is wrong with its eyes?”
“I told you. It turned evil. And now it’s out to get me.”
“Quickly. Hide in the corner,” the blacksmith said. “I know how to deal with this.”
I saw what he was doing, and we were lucky enough that it was there when we were being attacked, because between the blacksmith and the iron golem was a huge tank with lava in it, which the blacksmith had probably used all day to melt and mold the iron he used.
“Stand back, boy,” he said as he put on his gloves and pushed as hard as he could. The tank fell over and the hot stuff spread all over the floor. He made sure not to touch it, but it certainly touched the iron golem. Its feet were the first to go, and as it slowly melted before our eyes, I sighed and was glad this evil creature had been taken care of as well.
I thanked the blacksmith after seeing the last bit disappear: The iron golem’s head.
“Don’t you get into any more trouble, boy,” the blacksmith said. “How did that monster turn evil like that anyway?”
“Oh, don’t worry about it,” I said.
“Should I inform your parents?”
“No, I’ll tell them about it myself,” I assured him. “Thanks! See you later!”
5: Water
Wow. What an adventure. First the blaze, then the iron golem, and then… well… there was still some water left and some wind blowing around in a tube. But why would I want to continue if all that would happen, was creating new monsters?
I doubted for a second, but I was too curious. I just wanted to see what the water turn into. Besides, maybe one of them might not be evil and then I would invent some new medicine or something. I could become rich that way. So yes, I was going to try it again. You can call me dumb, it as stubborn as I was, I was not going to let this opportunity pass.
I got a drop of zin and added it to the water.
It exploded immediately.
Boooooom!
But it wasn’t fire. It was an explosion of water, and
half of the basement was full with it. All of a sudden I was standing in water that came up to my waist.
That was strange.
No enemy?
But I was wrong. There was an enemy. When I looked under water, putting my head underneath the surface, I saw an angry guardian staring directly at me.
I had learned about their spikes. They could shoot them, and they always extended them when they weren’t swimming, but when they would swim, their spikes would retract. This one was shooting spikes at me though, and I wasn’t in the mood to get hit.
“Pffff…” I said. “I’m not impressed. This is why we have a sewer system.”
In the bottom of the basement, there was a pit, a drainage system that was clogged by a plug. So after evading his spikes for a few seconds, I dove under and swam towards it, pulling the plug within a short time period.
Whoooosh!
The water was draining. The guardian got sucked into the drainage, but it got stuck. It didn’t fit, since it was too big.
It started squeaking and flopping around a little, but it didn’t seem to suffocate. Its spikes were extended, and I didn’t have the guts to pick it up.
“Serves you right,” I said, “shooting spikes at me and all that… You deserve to die.”
He really did.
But I didn’t know how, so I looked around a little and saw a pitch fork in the corner. I walked towards it, grabbed it, and used it stab the guardian to death.
“Pfew…” I said as I felt my heart beating.
By the way, I always acted cool when confronted with an enemy, but the adrenaline was rushing through my blood, and each time, I had to talk myself into killing it. This time, it was harder than before for some reason.
And now there still was wind…
6: Wind
I looked at the pathetic water monster I had just permeated with my farmer’s weapon. Then I looked at the tube with the wind in it that was going in circles. Was I really going to try and add that weird “zin” substance to another tube, to another element?
Yes.
I decided. I couldn’t resist the temptation, and perhaps this would be a success instead of a monster.
But I was wrong again, or so I thought…
When I added the zin, the tube got some bubbles and started to make some eerie noises, or actually, the eerie noises were coming out of the tube. It was super creepy, almost like howling.
“Eeeeeehaaa!”
I saw gushes of wind take shape and emanate from the tube like white fumes from a pipe.
“Oooooaaah!” the ghost said.
“Okay, no more experiments after this,” I said to myself. “Now, how do I get rid of this creature?”
You can’t kill a ghost, not with anything physical at least, can you? As I was contemplating this for a few seconds, my mother came in.
“What on earth is going on here?” she asked.
“Well, it’s not exactly on earth, more like in the air,” I said calmly, pointing at the ghost that was hovering about the floor.
“Eeeeeh!” my mom shrieked. “What is that thing?”
“It’s a ghost. Do you have any idea how to kill it?”
“Eeeeeh!” my mom screamed again, after which she ran upstairs and got my dad to come down.
“What is it, son? Your mother is really upset.”
“It’s a ghost,” I said.
“Whoa!” he said when he saw it. But I was surprised that the ghost still hadn’t attacked me yet. All that time, it could have killed me here in the basement, but it was just floating. Why wasn’t it moving? Perhaps this was the element that wasn’t going to be hostile if mixed with the complicated “zin” substance.
“It’s just floating there,” my dad said.
“Can you talk?” I asked the ghost, although I didn’t have the guts to come closer.
It didn’t respond. It just shook its head, which meant that it understood me.
Wow! A ghost who could understand us! And it was friendly… or so we concluded.
“Looks like you have a new buddy,” my dad said. “Just don’t show it to your mom.”
But I wasn’t sure yet. “Are you going to hurt us?” I asked.
Again, it shook its head. But that’s all it did: Shaking its head… so I asked, “Can you do anything else besides shaking your head?”
The ghost nodded.
Ah, okay. It did understand me. Good.
“Take care of Oliver, okay?” my dad said. “I’m going back upstairs. You don’t seem to need me now.”
My dad left, and I was alone with the ghost.
“What’s your name?” I asked.
The ghost made the shape of a finger and started writing in the air.
“GEEBANEE” it spelled out.
“Ha! That’s a funny name. I like it. Say, Geebanee, will you be my friend?”
The ghost nodded.
“Great,” I said. “I know some kids whom I can really scare with you. Would that be okay?”
The ghost nodded again.
From that time on, we were best buddies.
7: My New Buddy
It seemed pretty ironic to me that an iron golem had turned into an enemy, although they usually were friendly, and that a ghost, a naturally hostile creature, turned out to be very kind. I just didn’t get it. It probably had to do with the mysterious “zin” that I had added. It has some strange effects indeed.
I never told my mom about Geebanee. It was my friend and didn’t want her to freak out about it. So I just hid him in the basement. Whenever my mom would go to the basement, I would warn him by knocking hard on the basement door. Then Geebanee would hide and my mom wouldn’t discover him.
Geebanee was awesome. We played together, created more chemical formulas together, and went places… and whenever I needed him, all I had to do was whistle. He recognized the tone of my whistle above all other sounds, and he would always appear within seconds when I whistled.
It’s worked ever since.
I also used him at school a few times. And before you start judging me for scaring a few innocent children, let me tell you about these kids first. Then you can decide whether or not I did the right thing.
So these were bullies… they were mean to almost everyone. It was a trio, and they had stuck together for years, always terrorizing the geeks and the introverts. And I had just HAD it with them.
One day, they were stealing someone’s lunch money again and beating up a child behind the school walls. The reason I knew about it, was because the girl I liked, Sariah, came running towards the teacher and us.
“Harry, Larry, and Gary are beating someone up behind the school,” she said.
But the teacher wasn’t listening. He was too busy talking to other kids and didn’t pay attention at all.
“Teacher, teacher,” Sariah said again. “Didn’t you hear me? Three kids are beating up another kid behind the school!”
The teacher still wasn’t listening. But then I tapped Sariah on the shoulder.
“Oh, Oliver… what’s going on?” she asked.
Wow. She knew my name. I had been staring at her so many times during school hours, but I didn’t know that she knew my name. I had always been too shy to introduce myself, but now, I had the feeling I needed to step up.
“I will help you out,” I said.
“You? But you can’t take these guys. They’re bigger and stronger than you.”
“No worries. Just show me where they are.”
“O-okay,” she said. “But don’t blame me if they beat you up.”
I followed her around the wall and saw the three bullies beat up a smaller kid, a nerd I hung out with every once in a while. Someone needed to teach these boys a lesson.
“Try doing that with me!” I said.
They turned around.
“What?”
“You heard me!” I said. “Try beating me up, you cowards!”
They let go of my friend and came at me.
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�What did you say, you little snot?” Larry asked.
“Stop beating up kids or you will face the consequences,” I said courageously. Sariah was watching from a corner; she was afraid I was going to get whipped.
Larry laughed, and as soon as he did, the other two laughed as well.
“Ha-ha-ha! You dare to challenge me?” he asked. “Well, get ready to receive the beating of a lifetime.”
“Okay,” I said. “Suit yourself.”
I whistled and Geebanee floated towards us.
“Aaaah! What is that thing?!” Larry said.
“This is my friend. He is a ghost. And if he ever sees you do something wrong again, he will beat you up with his ghost hands. Show them, Geebanee.”
The ghost formed a large fist and some muscles on an arm made from white smoke, threatening the boys.
“Let’s get out of here,” Larry said, and they ran away.
My friend thanked me and went back to the playground. Then Sariah came out.
“I like your ghost. What is its name?” she said.
“His name is Geebanee,” I answered.
“Good job for being so brave,” she said.
“Oh, it was nothing,” I bragged.
“I thought it was awesome,” she said, and she kissed me on the cheek. Then she ran away to play.
I smiled.
“Thanks, Geebanee,” I said. If nothing else, combining the elements was worth it, especially after a kiss from Sariah. It was my lucky day.
THE END
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