Jordan stormed out of the house. He couldn’t believe his mom. The ignorance! He ducked slightly as he marched past the door and then ran out into the streets. He stopped at the city pond near by and just sat quietly. Thinking…
As he thought about it, he did feel kind of guilty. His parents were doing what they thought was right. Though they did get a little side tracked. He couldn’t stay mad much longer, so he just ended up sighing and looking up at what ever stars we could see. The light pollution kept the stars to a minimal.
After a while Jordan groaned “What have I done!” He punches the water in front of him. He acted so rude and arrogant to his dad. He didn’t know if this would get an better.
Then he heard the revving of an engine. It was a black van with a missing door. The van was charging right at him. It was going to fast, and he couldn’t get out of the way in time.
Suddenly, he felt like someone plugged him into an outlet. His body surged with energy as it exploded in growth. His 7ft height surged forward making him a towering 10ft tall wall of muscle. In order to keep Jordan safe, the liquid he drank made him grow large enough to survive the impact. He was about 500lbs of bulging muscles. His pecs pushed 1ft off his body. His 8pack abs were as hard diamond. His watermelon biceps made him look like he could hug a tree and snap it in half without even trying. His giant legs grew so large that they rubbed against each other when he walked.
BAM! The van came to a full stop as it made contact with a wall of flesh.
Jordan “Oof. Ouch!” He felt like he was hit by a van. (Bless his imagination).
The people in the van jumped out with a couple loaded shotguns “Your’th goin’ t’th paay.” The guy was talking with a lisp, but I think he was say “You’re going to pay.” Jordan must have him his pretty hard because he was bruised everywhere.
Jordan saw the guns and ran up to one guy. He grabbed the open end and squeezed it shut. The guy fired, but nothing came out. He fired again and again until BOOM! His gun exploded from the tremendous pressure inside. Jordan turned to the other guys and they fired. There was the sound of bullets ricocheting.
Jordan was going to have some bruises, but other than that, he was fine. One of the men was hit by a bullet and fell to the ground clutching his groin. The others fired again out of fear, but when Jordan was un-phased, they turn tailed and ran.
When they were out of sight, Jordan looked down at his body in shock. He had to be the biggest teen or person on earth! He flexed his huge biceps and they rose high into the air. He started bouncing his basketball pecs and laughed. It always humored him when people did this, and it was funnier when he did it.
There was a honk behind him and he saw his dad’s car. His dad was inside waving for him to come in.
Your joyful mood turned a little sour. Maybe you’d give him a shot. You got in the shotgun and waited.
Dad was quiet “We talked. The family and I. You were right.”
Jordan was slightly shocked that he had such an impact, but then again, a 10ft behemoth is hard to ignore. “You did! I am? Wait. I am!”
Dad smiled slightly “We, your mom and I, agreed to limit your brothers a little more. I though about what you said, and I see that I did make a few large mistakes. I hope I can fix them before its to late.” His dad sounded kind of de-motivated. Like he had aged 10years in that one day.
Jordan looked at his dad and felt partially guilty, but he was satisfied for the most part “So what are we changing?”
Dad “Your mom and I are going to try to raise Jesse and Jacob more like you. You’re responsible and dependable. I’m sorry I didn’t see it before. I guess that you were growing up so fast, I couldn’t keep up. I clung to the closest thing that I remembered of you and then Jacob came. I didn’t want to move on any more, so I wanted him to be mine for a long time. But then this happened and then that, and I felt like it was all falling apart. I’m sorry. It’s just that your old man loves you all to much. I can’t see the day I have to let you all go.” Dad voice was croaked and he was crying lightly.
Jordan stared at his dad in surprise and shock. Today must have hit dad more than he had thought “Dad. It’s not like I’ll be gone forever. I’ll visit, and I’m not gone yet.”
Dad “I know that! But the thought that I have to let go… it… I can’t.”
Jordan put a firm hand on his dad’s shoulder. It looked kind of odd. His hand was big enough to grasp the entirety of the shoulder and more. This growth was much to big, but he didn’t care. The moment was to emotional. “Then stop thinking about it. Just go with the flow, and don’t fight. It’s easier that way.”
Dad smiled “You heard that from Grampa didn’t you. O’ he kept telling us… You are getting bigger and bigger every day. I love too see you get stronger, but I hate to see that you’re just ready to go. It’s hard not to think about it, but I’ll give it a shot. I’ll fill your mom in later. Promise me you won’t tell anyone I cried like that. I’ll look less masculine if you know what I mean.”
Jordan looked at his dad in surprise. That was that. The chat was done, and he was relatively satisfied. He smiled. Less masculine indeed! “Fine, but if I see things relapsing. Pack your bags. Your going on the carpet of shame.”
Dad smiled “Blackmail… Hmmm. Maybe I didn’t raise you that well.”
Jordan “What’s that supposed to mean?”
They laughed their way home.
Jordan walked up the stair. They groaned under his weight. When he got to his room, both his brothers were fast asleep. Jesse had the idol, and the wall still had a hole in it. Jordan sighed. Then he glimpsed himself in the mirror. This all happened because of an old relic. Jordan looked under his bed and pulled out the real idol. He lifted Jesse’s arms and slipped the real one in and took the fake one out.
It was his turn after all.
Jordan sighed and went to bed.
The next morning…