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I swiftly wandered
out to the back door, perplexed. My hand started to flutter; it was like I was
shivering but extremely rapid. When I tried to run I instantaneously appeared
across the street. I was so baffled. Did the lightning do this? I went
to Star Labs to try to figure this out.
"Ready! Get
Set! Go!"
I shot off like a
bullet, tearing the road, feeling the wind, energy going through me. It was the
greatest feeling ever. I was doing fine until I started remembering something,
the night my mom died. When she died there was a sphere of red and yellow
lightning around her, and inside the lightning was a man’s face. I only caught
a glimpse, but I knew I would remember his yellow mask, crooked nose and his
eyes. His eyes were grey like prowling clouds in the sky and were filled with
fury and determination. That’s when I realized he was like me.
Crash!!
I ran straight
into the barrels of water.
I went to Star
Labs where Caitlin x-rayed my hand. I had sprained it, but that wasn't the shocking
thing. The shocking thing was that it healed in three hours!!! Dr.Wells said it
was speed healing. Since my cells now moved at a faster pace I could even heal
quick. I thought it was awesome!
I picked Iris up
and we were taking a stroll. All of a sudden there was a black Toyota car
recklessly driving on the road, going way above the speed limit and crashing
everything in is way, like cars and signs. A few feet away from the vehicle
were three police cars chasing after it. I pushed Iris aside, and I went after
the car. I was moving so fast no one could identify me. I chased after the car
and got in the front seat. Right as he was going to shoot me I turned the
steering wheel and raced out of there. The car drove off and tipped over the
sidewalk. He stood and sauntered toward me. He rose his hands; instantly fog
appeared, and out of nowhere he vanished.
The police were
investigating the scene to find evidence. I went up to Joe and told him, “I
know who did this.”
“Who?” Joe said.
“Mark Mardon, and
he can control the weather.”
“That’s
impossible; Mark Mardon died in the plane crash when the particle accelerator
hit,” Joe said.
“Did he? The
police never found traces of the body,”
I said.
“Even if somehow
he was alive, controlling the weather is impossible. I can’t believe we're
having this conversation again. When your mom died I thought it was a scared
little boy trying to save his father. Guess what, Barry, there was no lightning
that day, and there is no man who can control the weather.”
“Okay okay, that’s
enough,” Iris said with a strict voice.
I shook my head and darted off to Star Labs.
Eddie Joe´s
partner came in with a sketch of a man's face. "The sketchers drew the
face that the banker described. Now if I didn’t know any better I would say
that’s Mark Mardon."
At Star Labs, I
marched in. "I wasn’t the only one
who was affected that night, was I?"
“No," Dr.
Wells replied, " when the dark matter blew there was no way to find out
who was affected and who wasn't."
Cisco dropped in.
" We have been tracking down some sightings of metahumans.”
"Meta-Humans?"
I asked.
"That’s what
we’re calling them," Caitlin said.
"Well, I saw
one today. A man who can control the weather."
"Cool!"
Cisco said.
"No, not
cool. This man Mark Mardon has been using his powers to hurt people and rob
banks."
"What do you
suggest we do?" Caitlin replied.
"We stop him.
After all, you guys are the ones who created him. So what do you guys
say?"
"We’re
in," Cisco and Caitlin said.
Joe and Eddie
began investigating. "I know the Mardon
brothers; if they were alive this would be the place they’re hiding," Joe
said.
They both walked
into the abandoned warehouse. It was dark and gloomy. With shivering hands,
they entered a small room with creaky floorboards. Mark Mardon was there.
"Put your
hands up, you're under arrest! " Eddie yelled. Joe shambled closer to him.
"The night
the plane crashed I woke up alive. Then I realized I am god," Mark said.
"The hell you
are. Why the heck would god need to rob banks?" Joe replied.
"You’re right.
I’ve been thinking too small," Mark said but with a deeper voice.
That’s when he
shot Eddie in the shoulder and rose his hands, creating a giant tornado. The
tornado whirled its way outside to the open fields, destroying everything in
its path.
Suddenly an alarm
started blaring. "What is that?" I said.
"I redesigned
Star Labs satellite to pick up any sudden weather spikes," Cisco said.
"There is a tornado at Mark’s warehouse, and I have the perfect thing for
this."
He lead us to a small, neat closet across the
hall. In there was a mannequin wearing a red suit. It had a golden lightning
bolt emblem that was attached to its chest.
"I designed it for firefighters, but it is perfect for you. It has
a two-way headset monitor and it is friction proof."
I ran to the farm;
Mark was in the middle of the tornado.
"Guys, what
do I do?" I yelled into the comms.
"Uhh. I don’t
know," Cisco and Caitlin said at the same time.
"We have to
do something. What if I run in the opposite direction of the tornado, cutting
off its legs? How fast would I have to run?" I said.
"Mach
2," Cisco replied.
"Mach 2, that’s
faster than the speed of sound. I can’t run that fast yet."
"You have to
try. The tornado is heading toward the city. If it hits there millions of
people will die," Caitlin said.
I started running
around the tornado, but Mark Mardon noticed me. He started to throw lightning
at me, and luckily he missed the first time. On the second time, I blew across
and fell. I caught my breath.
“It isn't working,
I can’t go fast enough."
"Yes you can,
Barry," said Dr.Wells. "You’re right; I’ve been trying to ignore this
problem, but that won’t work. I believe in you, Barry. Now run, Barry,
run!"
I slowly picked
myself up and took a deep breath. I raced back towards the tornado, running
around it, going faster than ever. He tried to throw me off again, but I was
too quick. I was doing it, the tornado got smaller and smaller.
I pulled off my
mask, panting.
"I didn’t
think there was anyone like me," Mark said, startling me.
I looked behind.
Mark Mardon was limping towards me with a gun. He didn’t have a chance to shoot
me though because Joe came and shot him. He looked at me in disbelief.
"I'm sorry I
didn't believe you before," said Joe. " You were right. Something
happened to this city when that particle accelerator exploded, and your father
didn't kill your mother."
"Yeah, he
didn't," I said.
This wasn't so bad
after all. The particle accelerator made us more of who we are. I made new
friends, found a new way to help people. I'm going to find out who killed my
dad and protect this city from metahumans like me.
-Nithya Gutta
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ReplyDeleteThis was an amazing writing piece that really made me feel right in the moment, you used figurative language to accomplish that! An example could be, "I shot off like a bullet, tearing the road, feeling the wind, energy going through me." Another example could be, " With shivering hands, they entered a small room with creaky floorboards."
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ReplyDeleteGreat job! I love all the effort you put into this. There are so many details that bring the story to life! For example, "When she died there was a sphere of red and yellow lightning around her, and inside the lightning was a man’s face. I only caught a glimpse, but I knew I would remember his yellow mask, crooked nose and his eyes. His eyes were grey like prowling clouds in the sky and were filled with fury and determination. That’s when I realized he was like me."
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ReplyDeleteThe sensory writing in you story was great! I could picture everything in you story very clearly, and When you said "I shot off like a bullet, tearing the road, feeling the wind, energy going through me." I could understand exactly what was happening, and it brought the story to life. Great job Nithya!
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