Chapter 1166 Baptism Of Fire
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B O O O O O O M M M!!!
"What the…?!"
A sudden explosion woke up Joan from his sleep, he quickly opened his eyes, glancing at his surroundings, fire everywhere. The foul smell of gas entered his nostrils, making his mind dizzy.
"Fire? What…?!"
He felt confused, but he had no time to think things through, a fire had broke out inside of his house, he had to quickly check on his family and escape. Quickly jumping outside of his bed, he rushed into the corridor.
"A gas leak? How?!"
He quickly ran outside of his room, as he saw the entire house in flames, the fire quickly rushing through the walls and ceilings, trying to catch him like the embrace of hell itself. Joan ran back as he remembered his sister and his parents, quickly rushing towards the room of his sister, which was next to his, finding her sleeping. Thankfully, the fire had yet to reach her room.
Joan ran inside, trying to wake her up desperately, his eyes feeling desperate as he thought she might had died due to asphyxiation.
"Natalia, wake up! We have to get out!"
"…"
Thankfully, she was still alive, he could see that she was barely breathing. However, she seemed unconscious due to the gases, if she stayed here for too long, she'll asphyxiate and die.
"Come on, we have to get out of here… Ungh!"
Joan summoned strength out of his pure desperation and the adrenaline rushing through his body, carrying his six-year-old sister with all the strength he had, thankfully she was still small.
Gritting his teeth, he rushed outside with his sister on his arms. His entire body was shrouded in sweat as he felt that it was becoming more and more difficult to breath.
"Ugh…"
Joan began to feel dizzy. His mind was beginning to spin around, oxygen was almost being completely consumed by the flames. However, he couldn't fall here, he couldn't let his sister die.
"JOOOAAAAAN!
"NATALIAAAA!"
"Huh?! Mom? Dad?!"
Suddenly, he heard the screams of his parents as he rushed towards their room, covering Natalia with his own body and protecting her from the searing flames that attempted to latch over him as if they were a vicious monster.
FLUOOOSH!
"AGGGH!"
He ran over the flames while resisting the enormous agony of his legs burning. The pain was horrid, yet somehow he continued moving forward. The adrenaline rushing through his body helping him exceed the limits of his young teenager physique.
Running towards his parents' room, he found his father opening the window, his father and mother planning to get out of the house through the window of their room, located in their house's second floor.
However, Joan knew that was way too dangerous.
"Wait, the fall is way too much, we might even die!"
"Joan! Natalia! Come here, quickly!" Cried his mother.
Joan gritted his teeth as he was about to grab her hand and gamble his life by jumping from the second floor.
"Wait…!"
However, a sudden bad feeling reached Joan's heart. He quickly remembered that the room of his parents was right over the kitchen, if the flames reached the kitchen and the gas, then an even wider explosion might happen at any time.
"Wait, it's too dangerous! Hurry up and come with me!"
Joan tried to help his parents find another way. His reckless father already realizing his mistake as he saw the flames covering the house's ceiling, his legs began to burn as he screamed, running back inside the house.
"Shit, shit, shit! Let's get through the stairs!"
Joan's heart began beating faster and faster. He desperately grabbed his mother's hand as his father ran to his side, the two were rather old already, as they had us after being 36 due to various circumstances. Their bodies were weak and they were barely standing as the flames slowly started to cover everything in their surroundings.
"Come! We have to get out of here! Hurry-"
BOOOOOOMMMM!!!
Joan's vision suddenly grew blurrier. In seconds, his parents were gone. Their room's floor exploded by the flames rushing from the kitchen, engulfing them. He could only heard the agonizing screams of his mother as everything was covered by the red color of fire.
His face seemed to twist in pain and sorrow as he gritted his teeth, without even a moment to talk or say goodbye due to the desperate situation, Joan began moving, even when his legs and his back burning.
"Aghhh…! Cough… Ugh…!"
Quickly trying to stand up, Joan felt the flames rushing across his legs and reaching his crotch, the agonizing pain couldn't be offset by adrenaline alone anymore. Deep down, he knew he was going to die there. He lost his parents right in front of him, he felt like he had nothing else to live for…
Yet his unconscious sister on his arms brought him back to reality. Somehow she was fine, he had made sure to cover her from the flames and aside from a few burns, she seemed still alive.
"Come on… A bit more Natalia, a bit more…!" Joan began murmuring. "Your brother will bring you to safety…!"
FLUOOOSH!
Joan fought against the flames of hell itself, rushing downstairs as more flames engulfed him, he protected his sister with his arms and his big back, rushing across the flames. A baptism of fire.
He screamed his lungs out. The agony was so strong it felt like his flesh was being torn apart slowly. Rushing through the corridor, Joan saw the open door and someone at the other side, it was his aunt.
"JOAAAN! HURRY!"
She was fearful to get into the infernal flames inside the house. Joan rushed with all his lasting strength, but his burning muscles and his melting skin couldn't take much more.
CLASH!
Suddenly, one of his legs fell off the wooden floor, as the sharp cracked wood pierced through his skin and bone, leaving him stuck there.
"Nnnnggggh…! Aagh! Fuck! FUCK!"
Joan's hope for survival was gone.
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