#9 – Headin' for the hills
Name: Thale Edwards/Sgt. Collin Murdoch
Location: Central Park
Time: Roughly 8pm
"
You guys know eachother?"
Thale sighed heavily. "
That's one way of putting it…" he muttered, a faint wisp of annoyance in his voice.
It was quite clear to Thale that the whole group was starting to get uncomfortable. Form what they had seen, no one seemed to like anyone, even if they all had one thing in common which seperated them from everyone else. Murdoch didn't even seem to care about anything at all, but was seemingly more aggitated as one of the brothers refused to hand him back his weapon.
"
Alright, I've had enough of this. Invisible lady, you two kids, and Neil. We are leaving the park. Follow me. We'll get to the apartment and sort everything out there. If anyone refuses, I'll cause another earthquake. That way, none of us will be caught by those government jerks!" yelled one of the brothers, obviously the one who had gained the ability of Earth-manipulation.
Once he had finished speaking, he almost stormed off, but the others followed suit. Including Murdoch, who had sworn not to follow them and simply get on with his life.
The invisible voice was the next to speak, and break the silence. "
You guys can call me Emily. I will tell you now, however, that "Emily" is an assumed name. If I told you my real name, it wouldn't matter if I waas invisible, hm?"
Thale couldn't critisise her logic. With modern day technology, just a name could find out anything about that person. His knowledge of ICT had taught him that much.
After very little comunication between Thale and any of the others, they had made there way deep into the city streets. Murdoch did little either, following along at a relaxed pace, but still keeping well in check with the group. The many flashing lights of the city's many news storys and advertisements made Thale feel a little nautious, and the constant whirring of engines didn't help much either. Luckily, it didn't take too long for the group to make their way to te apartment.
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"Here we are my fellow superhumans, to… my 'Batcave' if you will," chuckled one of the brothers, -one who seemed to be the older of the two- as he turned the key to his apartment. He fumbled for the lightswitch, and was granted by the room filling with light.
As the room brightened, the other brother spoke. "
Make yourselves comfortable. Preferably on the couch."
At this, he flicked on the TV. Thale was curious if the Central Park story was still being broadcasted. It wasn't but was replaced with something else, one thing that seemed much more terrifiying than the original. Thale sat down on the couch as he watched the report intently, while Murdoch prefered to stand.
NASA today has just confirmed that the meteor strike heading for our planet will definatly occur tonight, most likely resulting in a meteor shower over New York. None are expected to make conta-
"
Well, that's not what I was expecting, did you catch that Neil?"
Neil rose as if he were about to make a statement, but paused slightly before saying anything. "
Yes. But I am curious as to why they would report something of that level with such urgency."
Thale was about to contribute, but his opinions were cut short by Murdoch. "
Didn't cha' hear the news report? They said that none are expected to make contact. It's going to be-" but he stopped mid-sentence, as if he had just realised something rather important. It seemed that the brothers, Neil and Lyle had realised it too, or something simaliar at least.
"
Haven't you noticed the sudden lack of angry remarks from a certain invisible girl?"
Thale was surprised he hadn't realised it. About half way through the trip here, any comments from her had dissapeared. He had put it down to the fact she had gotten bored of replying, but hadn't arrived at the possibility that she had actually left them.
"
What do you mean?" asked the younger brother.
"
It's not far off to assume that her manipulation powers work on the same principle as your manipulation. Therefore, she has a limit just like you would. From what I could tell, she was using her powers for several hours as to avoid this group from knowing her actual identity. Let's put it this way, what would happen if you were holding a fair sized rock for for several hours using your powers? Or what happened when you caused the earthquake earlier today?"
"
Uh, I pass out. At least for a few minutes I guess."
Thale frowed at that slightly. The last time he had used his powers to the limit, and the only time he had used his powers to any extent he was out cold for nearly a day. Admittedly, he had never used his powers before, and he wasn't much more experienced even now.
"
My point exactly" replied the older brother.
"
You think she passed out? In the middle of New York?"
The older brother poured himself another cup of coffee, "
Hope she picked a good neighbourhood…" although his drink was wasted as his younger brother suggested finding her, causing him to spill the whole thing. "
Why the hell would you do that?"
"
I am not going to leave one of use behind."
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It had been a while since Lyle had left to find 'Emily', but the others did nothing of it. They just had to hope that he found her. The door slammed open, revealing Lyle carrying a young girl. She couldn't have been more than about 15 or 16, but she was clearly exhausted. "
Is that Emily?" asked Neil, his eyes wide open.
"Think so. Hope so. If not, you'll have to bail me out of a crime again."
Murdoch smiled slightly. "
Again?"
Lyle headed into his room, leaving without the girl, and smoking a cigarette. Thale coughed slightly at the smoke, signalling that he had no tolerance of it, and hoped that Lyle would keep a few steps away from him. Thale on the other hand, didn't mind it too much, and showed little difference in his expression. It was only a few minutes afterwards that a new form wandered out of Lyle's room. The very same one who Lyle had carried in.
Thale nodded to the girl. "
She wakes, it seems."
"
It's no use having a fake name if you already know what I look like." She stated. "
My name is Mizumishu Miharu and yes, I can assure you that is my reall name." Miharu continued, as she placed her sandals away. "
Habit…" she muttered, trying to show a reason for the otherwise random action. "
So, what are we going to do about the meteorites when they decide to hit earth?"
Murdoch seemed to agree to the question, even though he had said earlier that the chance of them hitting New York was unlikely. "
I dunno kid, but whatever's going to happen, it wont be pretty…"
This time, Thale and Murdoch finally had something they could agree on.