Pursuit of the Zodiacs by Nathan Walsh

have his hand chopped off by a man with fire in his eyes, wearing a Zodiac mask and wielding a samurai katana. He approached Ozias. “My name is Sagittarius. I am aware that you are no ordinary man. What is your business on this plane?”
    A confused Ozias tended to his unconscious wife. “You’re going to wish you never had the gift of entering dreams, Demon!”
    He altered into a two-headed water dragon and blasted his hallway with aqua-meteors. He forced a deceived Sagittarius to retreat. Sagittarius evaded all but one, blocking it while his boots gripped the dirt. He laughed in his success.
    Ozias said, “Your laughter will be stopped shortly.”
    Ozias attacked. He shot more water-filled meteors in midair. Sagittarius, abruptly blocked every attack with his special shield. He shot rising Sunrays. Ozias was unable to maneuver and escape them all. One entered his shoulder and he crashed into a nearby fence. With a piece torn out, he held onto what remained of his bloody shoulder. Sagittarius smelled blood and approached. Ozias regained focus and altered his appearance into a water beast in the form of a grizzly bear whose paws contained enough power to end the fight with one strike. Caught off guard, Sagittarius covered up with his wings. He was knocked from cars to fixtures and walls. Desperation settled in, his wings grew weak. He forced Ozias’ luck to runout as the Pursuer swung and missed one of his attacks. Sagittarius capitalized and cut Ozias clean to the point where the pain caused him to wake up from his dream.
    “My God! Sir, are you ok? You’re bleeding!” A passenger asked a wounded Ozias. A beaten up Sagittarius headed towards the bathroom, but collapsed in the aisle. The fight injured him more than he thought.
    “What the Hell is going on? This one over here seems to be in trouble as well! Is there a Doctor on board?”
    The flight attendants instilled calmness on the plane by instructing everybody to remain in their seats.
    “He was fine a second ago, and all of a sudden I heard a tearing noise or something, and now he’s bleeding profusely,” the passenger testified.
    “Apply pressure to the wound!” Came orders from a flight attendant.
    Another passenger a few rows down came forward, identifying herself as a registered nurse, and tended to Ozias. She motioned for her Brother to get her luggage out of the overhead compartment. “I have some medical supplies in my bag.”
    “What’s going on back there?” A few onlookers from first class yelled.
    Someone yelled back, “We need to make an emergency landing. This man is in serious trouble and in need of a hospital!”
    The nurse responded, “I’m not sure I can stop the bleeding in time to save this man’s life.”
    Despite being in enormous pain, Ozias struggled to speak. “The man that collapsed in the aisle, is he still alive?”
    The nurse glanced down the aisle. “I’m not aware of his condition yet. You seem to be in more jeopardy than he is at the moment, Sir, so just relax. We’re going to get you some help.”
    He saw a huge gash running from his chest all the way down to his abdomen.

    LEVI’S DREAM
    “This is a true testimony of what is to come and what shall be.
    My name is Master Levi Marcus, an instructor at a Private School for the Gifted. Despite our secrecy, we did not discriminate. All beings that had gifts to share were welcomed. It was not long before all classes of species and humanoids from nearand distant Galaxies attended our school. We’ve had children spanning all ages, including orphans and runaways. Secret organizations also got involved by enrolling individuals with special abilities in hopes of learning their associate’s full potential. And lastly, people who simply wanted to control their gifts.
    I want to recall an event that proves there is an active Zodiac program. An old friend of mine named Ethan, was very gifted and seasoned. For reasons of his own, he was not an attendee at the school. Some