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Chapter 3
It took the cops about 2 weeks to trace the pictures to me. Not that I really was there. I had hightailed it out of Oregon to somewhere in Canada, heading at a northeast direction. No one had wanted me anyway. Not even Kylia. Screw them. I left them all and headed to Canada to get away from it all. Besides, how can they arrest me in Canada? Well, it got hard to get there. I had the military after me even more than ever now. I was attacked by about 20 “screamers”, or that’s what I call them anyway…..they scream. Not to easy to stop them from tracking me. There sonics were easy, I just absorbed the energy. The trackers they placed on me were very small, and hard to target individually, so I did what seemed logical, I kept a kinetic shield around me, it pushed away anything as long as it wasn’t plasma, and even if that object DID get through, it had a much lesser effect, for much of its energy was used.
After keeping the damn military away, I made it to Canada, and suddenly started dropping, fast. I couldn’t keep up my flight. never mind I had been flying for about 5 days without sleep, at 350 mph or so, and had used my own body cells as energy. Try as I might, I couldn't’t fly. I didn’t try too hard, however. If I did, I might turn my entire body into energy by accident, and even though I was missing about 100,000 cells or so, I’d still destroy the earth…or a lot of it.
I put all my effort into turning a sliver of my finger nail, that needed to be trimmed anyway, into energy, and store what I couldn't’t use outright. It worked…somewhat. I slowed my fall into a bearable one, and hit soggy grass. After my head had toughly beat the ground up, I decided to pass out, because that’s just how tough I am.
I woke to a…person poking me with a stick. I couldn't’t focus, and everything was tight and cramped.
“Is that stick or whatever dead?” I asked
“Umm, yes it is.” I decided that it was a girl based on the voice. She had a very pretty voice, pleasant to listen to. besides that, I smelled perfume.
“Put it over me and step away”
“Why?”
“I am going to turn it into energy.”
She laughed
“Oh, so you think your some kind of hero like Over-Blast now?”
“I AM Over-Blast.”
“Prove it.”
“Put the stick on my chest and stand away.”
She did, and I made it shine before taking it’s energy into myself. It felt MUCH better, and I solidified what I could of it into water inside my mouth. I then got up and asked “Believe me?”
“Umm….yes”
“Thank you.”
We made small talk for a bit, mostly on me, and the topic got to where I was staying
“Umm, no. I’m just passing through.”
“You can’t get too far.”
“And why not?”
“If you couldn't’t fly 10 minutes ago, why can you fly now?”
“Because….I have the stick?”
“You need to rest”
I grudgingly agreed to rest at her house. Coincidentally, her dad was on a business trip, however, she said nothing about her mom. I filed that away for later reference.
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