Falsely Accused – Encounter
Author’s Note: Just so that
people aren’t too confused, the following chapter is written in first person
from the perspective of Lizzy.
It’s been a year since Tom cleared the campsite of
terrorists and recruited me onto his team to track down all of the resurrected
protectors in order to work out how they had come back from the dead. We’d made
a little progress in that department, but not nearly as much as we’d have
liked. However, our investigation was thrust onto the back burner when Jack came
to us saying that he’d found a data cache in the year 3067 which gave him
Jackie’s movements in the past, including her currently location.
Tom ordered Connie to begin working, and attempted
to make me do the same, but we both have the same history with that bitch that
claims to be our mother, as such he allowed me to tag along. After around a
half hour of arguing that is…
Anywho, basically the data gathered pointed
towards a leisure centre just outside of a secondary school called Kirk Balk
Academy, apparently the previous owners of the place had run into money and
then vanished, leaving the centre to fall into ruin, for the most part. In
order to make it look like it was abandoned, Jackie had let the outside
deteriorate, only patching up any holes that formed. The inside, however, was a
different story. The walls were white, and the entire thing was as sterile as
could be, like there was nothing that hadn’t been bathed in one type of
disinfectant or another.
As we slowly marched inwards, a sense of unease
developed between the three of us as we began to suspect a surprise attack from
Jackie or more of her mind controlled lackeys. But nothing came. No burst water
pipes. No spray of bullets. No sudden appearances of Jackie. Nothing. At all.
We eventually came to where the swimming pool was
once situated, although it had since been paved over by white slabs, where we
found something that we’d hoped we’d never discover Jackie having: A PPA, or
something of similar design anyway. And for those of you who don’t know a PPA
is essentially a small semi-portable personal power amplifier that is fine
tuned to each individual’s powers. However, unlike ours, Jackie’s appeared to
be permanently be stuck within the leisure centre, whereas ours were attached
to small hovercraft that we could use in a much more offensive manner.
‘Bobby,
run diagnostics,’ Tom ordered as he attached his watch to the computer
terminal.
‘Running,’
Bobby reported as his catlike avatar materialised on the computer screen.
‘Lizzy,
Jack, see if you can find something that might point us to where she went
next,’ Tom suggested as he began going over the data with Bobby.
Jack and I nodded in acceptance and then began
moving around the room, searching for anything that might point to Jackie’s
whereabouts. However, what I found wasn’t anything pointing to her ever leaving
the place.
‘Um…Tom,’
I shouted out of the makeshift kitchen that had been sealed behind an extremely
heavy automatic door. ‘Kettle’s freshly boiled. She’s here.
‘Jack,
can you hide us?’ I heard Tom asked as I used my telekinesis to pull the kettle
to me to use as a weapon seeing as there was quite literally nothing else
present within the room.
‘This
amplifier is strange,’ Bobby stated simply as Jack waved his hands through the
air and seemingly disappeared from sight for a few seconds
‘Elaborate,’
Tom sighed.
‘The
amplifier doesn’t work on all of her abilities, only on her mind control
ability,’ Bobby explained. ‘However, it is equally more powerful than yours,
focusing on one power, and being stationary allows for it to draw more power
from whatever power source she has ad then amplify her range, and maybe even
her maximum captivity.’
Following this I became stressed out and paranoid
about where Jackie could’ve been hiding, however, this tuning out of Tom and
Bobby caused me to miss their warnings completely until Jackie was right on top
of me. As I realised she was behind me, I spun around and threw as much of the
boiled water into her, unfortunately quite a bit of it bounced back to me, and
then I realised that the water had hurt me more than it had hurt her as she was
able to control the water and ensure that it never actually touched her, bar a
few drops here and there.
‘You
really think water will work on me?’ she sneered.
‘I’d
hoped,’ I chuckled nervously, before getting hit by the water that she had
taken control of. The force of the water sent me flying backwards and straight
into Jack who flew into the wall behind him.
‘I
really thought that you lot would’ve put up a much better fight,’ she laughed
before Tom blindsided her and essentially threw her into the door to the
kitchen. As I attempted to stand, he formed a sword of red, temporal energy
that seemed to be a much deep red than usual, possible as a result of Tom’s
anger that had been building up for the last year. And then he was gone, moving
faster than I’d ever seen him move before.
Jackie, however, seemed to somehow match his
speed, forming a sword out of ice, she disappeared into a blur and then
proceeded to rush around the room, and possibly even the school outside while
they tried to kill each other. Eventually they returned to the leisure centre,
just not through the door…
Without warning, the pair crashed through the
ceiling and plummeted downwards towards where the swimming pool was, although
they appeared to fall in slow motion, this might just be because my brain tried
to erase what happened next.
I finished helping Jack to his feet, the adrenaline
from the fight wearing off and the burns beginning to show themselves, before
Jackie, who looked terrified of the direction that they were falling, and Tom
collided with the tiles in the centre of the room, which they subsequently
smashed through. While at first I thought I’d imagined the green flash that
appeared around Tom and Jackie, I later discovered that it was in fact Tom
forming a force field around himself to protect him from Jackie’s PPA’s core.
They struck the core, which set off an immense
amount of energy that erupted outwards, engulfing me. Then Jack. Then the
school. And then Hoyland.
I wouldn’t wake up again for another ten months…
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