The phone's consistent ringing awakened Phil. After rubbing his eyes for a few seconds, he grabbed the phone and answered the phone. Kingsley's voice came rushing out.
Kingsley: Yo Phil. you have to head over to my place right now. I need to show you something.
Phil: [still in a sleepy state] Ain't we going to school?
Kingsley: No dummy. It's saturday
Phil was startled.
Phil: Saturday? So i was asleep for two days?
Kingsley: What?
Phil: Ne..never mind.
Kingsley: So..., are you coming?
Phil: What about your parents?
Kingsley: They travelled 4 days ago. I thought i already told you.
Phil: Oh yeah.
Kingsley: Well?
Phil: I'll be there
After hanging up, Phil quickly headed to the living room to find his mom speaking to a doctor. The doctor was trying to reassure Phil's mom that he was absolutely fine but she was still worried.
Mrs Turkson: He has slept for 2 days straight and you keep telling me he is fine
Doctor: I really don't know what made him sleep like that but my tests show that there is nothing really wrong with your son.
At that moment, Phil decided to speak up
Phil: Mum?
Mrs Turkson quickly turned and upon seeing her son, breathed a sigh of relief. She quickly arose from her chair and hugged her son tightly.
Mrs Turkson : Oh Philbert. I was so worried
The doctor arose and left seeing that they no longer required his services
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Kingsley paced about his backyard continually. Isn't he coming? , he thought to himself. A few moments later, Phil in a white shirt and denim trousers came round the backyard. His black hair carefully styled.
Phil: Why'd You call? What's the big occasion.
Kingsley: Well I wanted to show you something. You really might not believe me but, ( sigh) I think I can talk to animals.
There was a long pause before Phil began to laugh.
Phil : C'mon bro. I didn't come here to listen to jokes
Kingsley: I'm serious. Look I'll show you.
As if on cue, The falcon from before came flying about and landed on Kinsley's shoulder. It squawked loudly and to Phil's utmost surprise, Kingsley replied.
Phil: Did you actually understand or are you messing with me and how in the world did you tame a peregrine falcon.
Kingsley: It's a long story
Phil: Cut it short then.
Kingsley narrated the events to him in great detail. It was after he narrated that Phil told him that he had had a similar experience.
Phil: Mine was a blue stone or should I say emerald
Kingsley: Cool. So what powers do you have.
Phil: I'm not sure. Where did they come from anyway. I thought these things weren't real
The falcon who Kinsley claimed was called Rex, started to make bird noises. Kingsley nodded and sometimes answered. But he soon realised that Phil couldn't understand and began to translate.
Kingsley: The bird keeps muttering something about a guy called Rexen. Sound familiar?
Phil: I don't.... Wait did you say Rexen? I think I've seen the name somewhere.....,.... Yes I saw it in a certain book in the library. But it was a long time ago and I don't really remember what he did
Kingsley: The library has not been in use for years which is rather unfortunate since we can't get access to that book.
It was about then that Phil's phone began to ring. Without checking who it was, he picked up and turned his back to Kingsley. It was Claire; the schools most popular girl. She was calling to find out why Phil had not called her. She had really needed him to help her with a certain project. Phil apologized and quickly hang up. He turned back to face Kingsley only to have the shock of his life.
Kingsley: Hey how the hell did you get so big? Your power must be enlargement
After seeing the look on Phil's face, Kingsley realised that something was wrong. Phil was acting all startled and continued to point at him. He raised his hands to his face,only, they were no more hands, his hands had transformed into feathers. In fact, he had transformed into a bird. No wonder Phil looked so huge. Phil shock was now replaced with amazement.
Phil: How did you do that ?
Kingsley: Believe me, I got no idea. Must be one of my powers
Phil: That's so cool
Kingsley: Cool? i may never be human again. Oh my God. My mom's gonna freak out
Phil: Hey look on the bright side. You can fly. You can survive as bird. Get a job at the circus maybe? King The Talking Bird.
Kingsley: This is not a joke Phil
Phil: Hey relax Just think about becoming human again. That's how it works in most superhero movies.
Kingsley took a deep breath and closed his eyes. He reopened them after a few seconds and found that he was still a bird much to his dismay. he began panicking.
Kingsley: It didn't work
Phil: That's because you didn't wait long enough. Try again
Kingsley tried again and this time, he successfully transformed back into a human. he breathed a big sigh of relief
Phil: You really gotta workshop those powers.
Kingsley: Yeah, Hey you said something about sleeping for 2 days?
Phil: Yeah the past few days events have been hectic
Kingsley: That's why I didn't see you at school. Claire got detention because she didn't complete her homework
Phil:No wonder she was so furious when she called.
Kingsley: So what happened the last few days
Phil: I'm not sure but it's something to do with blasts and electricity.
Kingsley: Maybe that's your power. Electricity. That'll be so cool. Electricity is one of the most powerful powers. Maybe you can ran fast too like the flash
Phil: I don't think that's how it works
Kingsley grabbed a small bottle and propped it against the wall.
Kingsley: Here try shooting electricity at this
Phil jerked his hand towards the bottle but nothing happened. He tried again and again and again but nothing happened. After the tenth try, he gave up.
Phil: Maybe that's not it. I mean if it is then it should come out immediately I do this.
He jerked his hand towards the bottle again and this time a bolt of lightning emanated from his hand and struck the bottle bursting it immediately. Kingsley was amazing and began to laugh and praise Phil.
Kingsley:Whoa..... Maybe you can use that to quietly shock Claire to sleep when she decides to beat you up on Monday.
Phil: I won't be meeting her on Monday. It's a holiday right?
Suddenly , there was small tone from his phone. His expression changed as he checked it.
Kingsley: Who's that
Phil: It's Claire. She says I should meet her on Monday
Kingsley: Ooh can I tag along. Maybe she'll give me her number.
Phil: Nigga. You don't even care that I'm going to get my nose broken
Kingsley: Okay, Okay, I know I'm black but you don't have to rub it in my face. Hey maybe i can protect you
Phil: Screw you.
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