He turned on and I quickly ran and followed him. I could feel someone behind me. It was just Izzy.
I ran into the room and the minute I did I was faced with Lucious holding a gun at my chest six feet away.
I put my hands up. "Lucious, why? Why do you want my daughter?"
"Because she's ought to be just as powerful or even more then you. I can raise her as my own."
"You know that will never happen."
"I can give it my best shot. I've come this far. All I need is you or Israel as well. Your extra ability is all I need."
"I'll never let you take either of us."
Then Izzy burst into the room. "Fine, if I can't have him, neither can you."
He held the gun up and shot Izzy twice in the chest. "No!" I screamed.
As quick as lightening I used the ability to telekinetically move things and took the gun from Lucious and I shot him three times. He fell. Then I fell to my knees over by Izzy.
I was sobbing. He was still alive, but suffering. I should have taken the gun sooner. I don't know what I was thinking. This is all my fault.
"No!" I heard someone scream behind me. It was Jane. She ran over to Lucious and held him. "You bitch! You killed him!" She screeched. "You and your family has been nothing but pain and suffering in my life." She stood up and used her ability to punch me in the face from across the room. "It's your turn to suffer!" she went to hit me again, but I caught her arm.
"Stay away from us!" I yelled at the top of my lungs. I punched her so hard that I'm surprised she was still breathing, but she was out cold. I went back to Izzy. I copied his ability. I know it's wrong to leave everyone fighting in there, but I have to get him somewhere safe fast.
All of the sudden I heard shuffling and then Jane was running out another door in the room. I didn't care.
I quickly transported out of there. I was in the hotel that we stayed at in Alaska. The same room. I helped Izzy into the bathroom and laid him down. I ripped open his shirt. The gunshot wounds weren't near his heart, but they still were pretty bad.
I used an ability to remove the bullets from inside him. Then I did something I'm not proud of. I transported into a convenient store and stole bandages, disinfectant, and anything else. I went back to the room and set everything on the ground. Through this whole thing I'm sobbing like a manic. I was in shambles.
I disinfected the wound and bandaged him up. I knew it wouldn't heal him, but it would definitely make things better until I could get someone that could. I transported in front of the hotel and walked inside. I knew that I looked like I was crying for hours, but I decided to just quickly purchase the hotel room to make sure no one would come across him. I went up to the desk and the reaction was immediate. I could see his thoughts. I didn't care. I told him to give me the room and shoved the money in his face. He shakily gave me the key and I ran to the elevator. The minute the doors closed I transported back to the room.
I helped Izzy into the bed and made sure everything was okay. Lucious is dead, but I'm not happy. I should be rejoicing, not praying that my husband doesn't die.
I transported right back to the center of the fight. I'm here to kill.
Mutants immediately began attacking me. I hit, punched, kicked, left and right. I was furious. Finally bit by bit they thinned out. The second group was already in there fighting them off.
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A Little Less Than Average
AdventureThis story follows seventeen year old Felicity Jones on a rollar coaster ride of adventure in the paranormal. She WAS normal, until that day he kissed her. Then her whole world gets turned upside down. You may think you know what's going to happe...
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