The Strongest Vessel of the Void God

In silence I often find solitude; a place to clear my head and finally get my thoughts in order. I always enjoy the long car rides to work taking the scenic route where everything is relatively peaceful and the scenery is beautiful. It feels like I never get time for my thoughts anymore because I'm constantly drowning in paperwork and talking to countless people so I savor the moments of quiet I still get. Many people don't understand why I'm so quiet but they're also probably the same people who don't appreciate the silence like I do. Sometimes I wish for things to be exciting in my life despite how I enjoy the tranquility of it. But in my case I wasn't going to get any excitement from working at the Bank of Neonhaven in my home city of Neonhaven, Illinois. I continued down the road to my job as I zoned out my surroundings and focused on the almost never ending road once more. Finally, I made the turn into the City and pulled into the parking deck to park on the 3rd floor like I do almost everyday. I shut the car off and open the door to hop out of my car. Secondly I made my way to the passenger side door to grab my things and head onwards to the elevator to take me back down to the ground level. I walk down a few blocks to the bank I work at and go inside to find my spot right at the front desk where I talk to customers and get left out of all the interesting things. It was a relatively slow business day so as usual I found myself listening to the same boring playlist on spotify and tapping my fingers on the desk while shuffling paper so I look somewhat busy at least. This time I thought things would be different and finally I'd get to see why people are actually happy to wake up in the morning, but I was sadly mistaken. "Ughhh just another boring tuesday working the 9 to 5", I say to myself quietly as I take the one singular earbud out of my ear to greet the client standing before me. I struggle to focus on the man's words as he rambles on and on. My attention wanders elsewhere as I zone out again to be alone with my thoughts. Everytime I think hard about myself I always get caught up on the same questions. What am I doing with my life? Why am I here? Where would I be right now If I had chosen another path? It's hard to grasp onto the answers for those questions when someone won't stop droning in your ear. "Hey I'm not paying you to sit there and day dream all day on the job Victor!" My manager says practically yelling at the top of his lungs at me. His screaming startled me out of my daze to find out the man once standing in front of me had suddenly vanished. How had I not noticed; was I really zoned out that long? I was so lost in my thoughts that the man had simply walked away and I never even knew he did. Thank goodness my manager hadn't seen that or I'd be getting lectured in the breakroom for 30 minutes on why paying attention to our clients is important and good for the business. I spent the rest of my time sorting through paperwork and answering the same repetitive phone calls from people who can't handle their own issues. Since they can't handle their own problems they leave it to me to fix everything but at least it gets me a paycheck. Although I could go on about that, the day dreaded by and as each second ticked away on the clock it felt like seconds turned into minutes and minutes into hours. The telephone rang one last time before it eventually had been time to close. Everyone was starting to pack up their belongings so they could head home. "Who could possibly be calling right before we close; don't they know I have somewhere better to be right now." I picked up the phone and put it to my ear. "Hello this is Victor at the Bank of Neonhaven; how may I help you?". I mumble to the unknown caller in a monotonous voice. A deep voice responds back "Do exactly as I say or everyone in that bank of yours gets a bullet right between the eyes!". Clearly this just has to be some kind've sick prank right? Kids do prank phone calls all the time; they clearly couldn't be serious. "Yea right I bet you're just some kid with a voice changer doing some kind've prank call to impress your buddies." I say to the person on the phone hoping that it really is just some kind've youngster screwing with me. "Oh really, that's all you think this is? Why don't I just prove to you this isn't some kind've twisted joke," said the unknown person, this time in a more serious tone than before. At that very moment a loud explosion or more so a gunshot could be heard. I looked over my shoulder as I heard one of the windows shatter from the impact of the bullet. Right before my eyes one of my coworkers' heads exploded in front of me leaving me and the wall covered in blood. The whole bank erupted in screams and terror as someone had just been killed. One woman and many others began to run for the front door hoping to make it out with their lives. More gunshots were fired slaughtering countless others who tried to flee. People began to freeze in place including me as they didn't want to be the next victims of this mass murder. I knew I had to take action though because if not more people might die because of me. "Alright alright I believe you I'll do whatever you want! I'll do anything just don't kill more of my co-workers! Please, they are innocent and they have families!". I say to the mysterious voice frantically over the phone. For a brief second it's almost as everything around me fades away and I'm left in a black empty space within my mind. One of those three questions just keeps coming up over and over again. Where would I be now if I had chosen another path? Right now I was seriously hoping this was a bad dream and I was still asleep in my bed tucked in beneath the covers with the T.V. still on. How did all the events in my life lead up to this one moment; every choice I ever made had led up to this. very point in my life and now I'm wishing I had altered my decisions and choices I made down the road. "Tell everyone in that bank that they better not make one move or even think about reaching for a phone and calling the police or they get shot too!" The voice said to me angrily. All of a sudden everything set back in and this isn't a bad dream but it's very real and now I'm the only person who can possibly stop the rest of these people from dying. "Everyone, don't move or even try to call the police or you will die too! They have full surveillance over the bank and any sudden movements might make them pull that trigger!". I shout out to everybody else who is still unscathed. "What this can't be real why is this happening to me!" One man screams as he begins to curl into a ball on the floor out of straight fear. Others begin to panic too as this all begins to hit them that this might be their final day on earth. "Alright everyone stay calm please I can get us out of this I just have to do what the man on the phone says and we all get to go home." I say in a much calmer voice hoping maybe it will provide the people with a little reassurance. All the pressure of this predicament is on me now and I'm not even sure I can actually save all these people. Who am I to give them all some sort of false hope that they might actually be leaving this bank alive today. "Alright Victor, you are going to go into your boss's office and fetch that vault code. I want you to put all the money in the vault into a bag and slowly bring it out to me with your hands up." That wretched voice over the phone says to me with a grim tone as if he had calmed down a bit but still menacing nonetheless. "Alright I will just promise you won't hurt anyone else!" I had to think of every viable option to stop this from escalating any further. "Oh Victor, maybe just do what I tell you and possibly everyone lives through this if that is what you want so bad." The man says in that same tone I still so despise. I take a deep breath realizing maybe there isn't anything else I can do but give into what the man says. This is not the way I want my story to end though! Not as some bank desk clerk who makes slightly over minimum wage at least. Right then it had hit me what I could do, and maybe get everyone out of this without having to succumb to this man's orders. I very slowly move my hand under the desk towards the panic button hoping maybe at least I could notify the police of what was happening. The second my finger is almost on the button another shot is fired but this time as a warning shot at me. "You think you're one real slick person huh? You know I can see everything you do and I mean everything ,so don't even try to press that button!" This time the man's voice was very furious. "I'm sorry! I'm sorry! I won't do it again, give me another chance please I won't make any more mistakes." I reply back frantically hoping that wasn't going to be the last mistake I ever made in my pathetic life. "You're very lucky you caught me in one of my better moods. I will be more than merciful and give you one more chance so don't blow it." The man over the phone said as if he had just given me the best present of all time but in a way it really was. He had just blessed me with a second chance at life even though I had made a very idiotic mistake. I could've gotten everyone killed right then and there but now I get my chance at redemption I CAN BECOME A HERO! "Thank you so much for the second chance, I will not disappoint you!" I say as if I was talking to my father like I just got a bad grade on a test but next time I'd get an A +. "Good that's the attitude I want out of you Victor, now go get that code and open the vault." The voice says. I quickly make my way to the stairs to head up to the second floor where my manager's office is located. Strangely enough I don't think my legs have ever moved so fast and I wasn't even running. Maybe that was just because around 80 or so more lives are in my hands right now. I finally made my way up the flight of stairs and that's when I really gained speed as I dodged and weaved between cubicles, desks, and even chairs. The voice chimed in again "Tic Toc Victor you don't have much time left.". I hate that stupid voice. Why is this even happening today, you know when you think about it I don't even get paid enough for this. My legs begin to pick up the pace at the thought of the time really running out and finally I reach my Manager's office. I swifty open the door and begin rummaging through the desks looking for some kind've notes or confidential paperwork that could help me find this dumb code to the vault. Why couldn't they just give these kinds of things to employees so I didn't have to go on a scavenger hunt for it! After some annoying time spent digging I finally found the code to the vault. "HAH I found the code! I FOUND THE CODE! I did it so now I'm not short on time anymore!" I say to the man. "Good, Good you've made me proud Victor you are one step closer to gaining your freedom and everyone else's." He says back. I had never ran faster out of the room and down a flight of stairs faster than when I had that piece of paper in my hand. When I made it down the stairs I encountered a rather big and burly soldier wearing a white mask with a dark black plus sign right in the middle of the mask. Oh wow just my luck I am about to get turned inside out by a very angry muscular soldier now aren't I. "Hand over code now or I will kill you small man." Says the very mad, large burly man in front of me. "Yea right you wouldn't hurt a fly I bet, really you're just a big old softie ain't ya." I say with a very smug grin on my face. Oh stupid stupid Victor why would you say that you're not some kind've deadpool wanna be! Before I had time to look him dead in the eyes after saying that everything had gone black…he hit me so hard it instantly turned out my lights. Was that really it? That was my last mistake I was ever going to make and I didn't even get the chance to make some sort of hero's entrance at all. Everyone was going to die because of me because I thought instead of freezing up I could rely on some kind've dumb humor to ease the situation. I really am the most pathetic human on Earth and I don't even have any kind've cool powers to show for it like most others do. Why was I born without a Flare? Oh yeah you're pretty confused now aren't you like what the hell is a Flare? Well basically a Flare is a technique or an ability a human is born with that lets them be special in a way some are completely useless and some are just badass! So why don't I have one then you may ask well that's because I am the very rare 1 percent of the population born without a Flare. So bet you feel sorry for me now don't you? I'm working a dead end job, never touched a girl and I literally have 0 powers! I wake up after being unconscious to faintly hear police sirens and the sound of ambulances. Everything is hard to see as my vision is blurry and the room is spinning. I can barely even pick myself off the floor anymore. Blood is dripping down my face and I have a definite concussion. I just barely make my way out of the stairwell into the main lobby to find everyone DEAD. Every single person but me had been killed because I majorly screwed up. IT'S ALL MY FAULT WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH ME!! I begin to break down and collapse onto the floor crying even though I didn't actually kill all of those people I technically did. Once what were happy and nice people were now just lifeless corpses sprawled out over the floor with bullet wounds all over. Who could be this damn evil to take this many lives without a second thought? WHO COULD BE THIS HEARTLESS!? It was that damn bastard over the phone he was the one responsible for this! I couldn't save one single damn life, not one life but my own. I lose consciousness once again from the blood loss coming from my head and fall to the floor laying amongst my fallen friends and co-workers I failed to save. This is where I come to my conclusion I can never let anyone else die again. I will save others, I will become stronger, Villains and criminals alike will FEAR ME. I will change my life around now. I will not be some WEAK pushover anymore even though I may not have a Flare. I will become the strongest there is!! When I find that man he'll be dead within seconds because the next time we talk will certainly be his last I will kill him with my bare hands! I'll rip him apart limb by limb…