Glitching to Fix Time {Poor Execution, Rewrite occurring in diff book}

Ch 10: Bachelorette Night

"What do you mean you can't? Isn't throwing lightning bolts part of your whole schtick?"

"I cheat okay! I have horrible aim. My lightning does all the work I just point and focus and it seeks out the charge but my lightning can't get in there with her field she's got going. I have to glitch in and get up close and-" Amunet made a shrapnel bomb and it shattered Clarity's forcefield sending her skidding on the pavement knocked out by the force of the blast.

"Ah, that's much better." Amunet commented as the remaining shrapnel injured Frost. "Did you really think I was going to let you just breach into the sunset? You owe me your life. And I always take what I'm owed." Amunet was about to kill Caitlin. Punching Killer Frost with her metal glove until she turned back into the brunette. That is until the cops arrived.

"Hands over your head, ma'am." An officer threatened.

"Is there any part of the way that I'm dressed that leads you to believe I want to be called ma'am? Hmm?" Amunet asked, just before she killed the two cops. "Ugh. Blood." Amunet complained she turned around to see Caitlin was gone. "Kill you later, Caity." Her eyes moved to the unconscious Clarity. "Oh, and I think I just might save your friend for then too."

Clarity woke up in a truck, chained up with weeper. She looked down at the dampener on her ankle. Black market meta tech. Clarity focused taking a deep breath she still felt the lightning running through her body. She grit her teeth at the shocking that followed from accessing her powers. Her lightning flared towards the device over loading it in seconds. The flow of energy within her turned normal again and Clarity sighed. Another day, another useless dampener. That one had nothing on Savage's or the time masters model.

"Let's get you out of here yeah?" Clarity turned to undo the weepers chains.

"No, no, she'll find me. This lady is insane. If I try to escape she'll hurt me more. Everything hurts enough already." The weeper pleaded hanging his head. "Please don't make it any worse."

"Then I'll make sure you don't try. I'll make sure you do." Clarity replied. "What are your abilities?"

"My tears...they're some kind of drug. All I did was ride a bus. I don't understand what I did to deserve this. Any of it."

"That's something I ask myself a lot with my own powers." Clarity frowned. "I took your tear drug earlier, I didn't know it was coming from you. Just thought it was a party drug. I wanted an escape I guess. I've been looking for one. I can't really seem to find mine. Nothing works for me. But I can give you yours if you want it."

"I wouldn't make it." He denied. "My body is broken, the pains...too great. My power is...it's pathetic. I wouldn't make it. She has too many people."

"It's not pathetic. Not exactly the most useful in this situation mind you, but making people happy," Clarity insisted. "That's a good power. Your lucky, you get to bring joy."

"If I'm so lucky why am I chained up about to be sold to the highest bidder? I bring joy to people at the expense of my suffering. The happier people are going to get the worse it's gonna be for me. I'm in pain, nobody cares so long as their happy."

"I know what thats like too." Clarity looked down at her hand curling her fingers. "What if...you couldn't feel the pain? I could shock you with my electricity, not to hurt you, to numb you. I can numb you with my lightning, you'll never feel physical pain again."

"Do it." He urged. "I don't want to be in pain anymore."

Clarity reached out a hand and did just what she proposed. The weeper gasped out in relief. He lifted his head looking at her in the eyes. "You have a good power too. Thank you."