Famer's Story-writing debate tournament Round#1 Famer VS Kinesis

Jonathon felt fire rushing out of his mouth. A flame so hot that houses instantly melted towards the ground. The flames released from his mouth slowly began decimating the entire town in front of his eyes, no, it was rapidly causing destruction that was beyond any human control. Jonathon completely lost control over his actions and was unable to do anything except allow this spirit or demon to take control. He was enslaved to something with a much greater power, something that he didn’t recognise. Whether or not he could resist this force, he wasn’t sure. Everything about it was unknown to him. Although he wasn’t able to have control over his own actions, at least he was able to think. “The thing, or whatever it is only laid there hidden within a camera for most of its time spent within this mortal world. But now… but now it has taken control over my own body. What on earth will happen now? Someone please kill me right now! It’s for the greater good of humanity.” A devilish laughter rang in Jonathon’s head. It seems like the spirits can even hear his thoughts! “Yes I can you stupid boy” Confirmed the voice of the spirit. “You are an interesting little boy you know. It’s such luck that I chose to possess your body over others. The results of this will be truly entertaining for me.” “You have proved to me that you can kill living things with a snap from that camera, and destroy any none-living thing you devil. But how, how exactly, do you plan to destroy the whole of New York? How will this even be possible?” Jonathon thought, directing it to the spirits controlling him. “Never you mind. I’m bored of this. Allow me to show you something more interesting” it responded. Without any response from Jonathon his surroundings suddenly dissolved away until his eyes hit the light of an entirely different scene. Now, in front of his eyes, he is witnessing something totally different, something totally unfamiliar to being human. Devilish orbs rotated on a spinning axis in front of him. These objects all seem to have a devilish effect on Jonathon whenever he looks at them. He felt like he lost all sense of self as he looked at those objects… like he was hypnotised or something. He wasn’t sure what it truly meant, but new these powers were not from the mortal world of earth, something that can never ever be recreated on the delicate lands of earth. From here onwards, Jonathon began to regain full consciousness and ability of his own body and whereabouts. He was not able to understand anything that was going on. His comprehension of this entire matter was clouded with contradicting ideas. “I’ve got control of my own body, but I can’t escape… The whole of New York was being destroyed by own body, but against my own will-power… This room contains objects that are going to be used to destroy New York, but weren’t those fires charging from his mouth more than enough? And the most confusing thing of all, if this spirit used a camera to kill without mercy, why is he still alive?” Jonathon wasn’t able to see the spirit. He assumed the devilish spirit was somewhere in the air, making it immortal to be eliminated at his own will. The devil spoke up to Jonathon, and a shivering feeling went down Jonathon’s spine. “Let me show you something. I think you would find it rather special. Rather intriguing to be honest with you.” Jonathon followed the mysterious spirit’s voice and its god-awful humming. After a huge amount of confusion for Jonathon himself, he arrived at the room the spirit was referring to. “In there you will find something from your memories. Go on, have a look” He sidled into the room that the spirit was referring to. The spirit was right, it did show of one thing that was part of his memory, and countless duplicates all over the entire room. It showed the camera that he purchased, originally for the wedding that he would be attending to. Hundreds of these cameras, no, thousands, no, tens of thousands of these cameras stood there, facing Jonathon. From here, memories began clouding his brain against his own will. He remembered grandmother dieing, rover being crushed by the careless truck driver, the man his father was attempting to resuscitate with CPR and finally, the whole of New York in flames. "Once a foolish human like you captures a picture of something like a human or specific object, we simply destroy it. You think we would want to trully destory our own cameras? Do you really think we would want to do that? FOOL!" screeched the spirit. Being unable to face all of this, Jonathon collapsed, in that room as the only way to escape all his fault, and his desire to live. Meanwhile, whilst Jonathon fell unconscious after envisioning those cameras right in front of his very eyes, the spirit gain it’s visibility and arrived to meet another spirit. ß [Spirit from the camera is on the left and spirit being met is on the right] “Are you familiar with what ultimate fear is?” Said the spirit with an ever so calm voice. “What are you getting at, spirit master?” By another spirit with a higher-pitched voice. “What do you think makes your subject experience the greatest fear of their life? I have delved into this matter plenty of times and thought simply dieing would be enough, yet now I beheld a fear even greater still. Did you see how that little humanoid reacted simply after that stupid grandma of his got incinerated by our simple pathogen that completely disappears after its kill? Let me show you the greatest fear a human can possibly experience. Let me show you what it is truly like to force that child to kill his own family members. One by one” responded the spirit. “What would that be like for that little human?” “I’m not sure” Then the pair of spirits began laughing hysterically. It was a moment of true joy for the two of them, devising methods of implementing ultimate fear to their victims. That was the only thing they were able to do, and as one would expect, both of them thoroughly enjoyed it. “You are truly a maven at this. Everything like this comes so easily to you.” Once again, the laughter started up again, until at one point, the second spirit asked: “Don’t you think something like this could help him discover the problems with body control? How anger can disrupt your designated commands? If he discovers this and musters up enough steam, nothing will work…”