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Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters here that belong to Naruto that I put into this story except for my own OCs. Neither do I own any of the character in any of the crossovers I do. I'm just using them in this fanfiction and I have no money so don't bother suing me. You'll just lose money instead of gaining any. And remember to leave a review!
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The Song from the Heart –
"I finally found a reference to what he was doing four days ago. I have been going through all of the computer databases looking through old books and even did a search on the net ever since he did that thing in the park but, I finally found what it is."
"What do you mean?" Rita sipped at her steaming mug of coffee as Maya came to her with a report. From the looks of her and the mess of her brown locks she hasn't been getting enough sleep.
"The talking, where his words were acting like musical notes. It's called singing."
"Really? Fascinating. How did he come to know one of the Lost Arts?"
Maya shuffled papers. "We have no clue, yet. I was doing some research and the word cropped up. I did some comparisons and found that what he's doing is similar to what the Catholic Church forbade in the latter days of the Roman Empire. They claimed speaking along to music was a sin, inflamed the basest lusts, and contrary to the will of God. Roman legions were used to bring Jews and Muslims into line, and the Muslims later brought holy war into the orient. The pressure eventually stamped it out entirely, and the last death by forced consuming of burning hot coals was recorded in 1262, in Africa."
"I know how it became a Lost Art." Rita retorted in her driest tones, lightened somewhat by her pleased smile at her assistant's progress. "But, I also know it is reportedly one of those things where exposure is demanded before you even have a concept what it is you're striving to learn. I know that the Americans attempts to recreate singing fell flat, and don't really compare to what he was doing out there."
"Exposure is right." Maya flipped through some more papers. "We have a sizable portion of the city trying to emulate what they heard four nights ago."
Dr. Rita shook her head her dyed red hair falling in front of her eyes. "Which still doesn't tell us where he learned to do it." She thought back when they first had seen him; that young spiky hair blonde kid nearly a month ago.
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Flashback –
It was during the experiment with the experimental lightning generator. Molly a ten year old prodigy had built a generator that she says can harness the power from a bolt of lightning. She had gotten the idea after watching 'Back to the Future'. When the lightning hit the metal conductor it would be transfer into the barriers connected to it.
"You're sure this will work?" Rita asks, Molly as she set up her generator just in time for a thunder storm on the town's highest point.
"Sure this will work," Molly said as she adjusted her glasses that she only wore them since it made her look smarter, "I was right about my last invention." She grins at Rita, "Isn't that right old lady." (1)
Maya seeing her bosses left eye twitching spoke up, "But can this generator can withstand the power from a lightning strike?"
"And what market can you sell this to?" Rita asks as she still felt irritated that Molly IQ is much higher then hers and that she already made over a hundred interventions that she's already making money off of. And the strange thing was that she had based them all on the gadgets that she seen on TV.
Like the robotic harness that she created with four metal arms that are built on the sides. Rita couldn't believe that something out of a comic book would actually work in the real world. The arms either held tools or the tips morphed in some way to make them. They were usually smooth and rounded off with red camera lenses in the center but they turned into claw-like fingertips or turned into long sharp tools for cutting and more for screws and other tools. Allowing Molly to set up her massive generator without anybody helping her set it up. Rita and Maya were just there with her because she likes showing off to her rival.
Rita had told her that the arms wouldn't work and made a bet with her that she lost. She had to dress like the tooth-fairy for a week at the research center and her class at the campus, complete with a crown and wand. People were still laughing at her as they haven't stop laughing for three weeks straight.
"What… want to make a bet again, I know a good clown costume that you can wear," Rita started waving her arms in front of her as she didn't want to go through that again, "And it will be prefect for places where there are lightning storms all the time. And the power is free to gather and there's so much power in a lightning bolt that, with enough strikes then my generator will have enough power that it will last for hours."
"Well the lightning should be starting soon," Maya said looking skywards at the dark clouds over head. She jumps as a flash of light appeared and a bolt stuck the lightning rod on top of the generator.
Molly ran to the screen on the generator showing the power input from the strike. She started smiling as she saw how much power the barriers had taken in from the lightning strike, "Yes my generator has turned the lightning into useable power! I'm such a genius!"
"It works?" Maya asks.
"Yup," she said before she turned to Rita grinning, "Too bad you're working in a lab not letting you make a big profit on your work unlike me."
"Well unlike some of us we weren't born smart," Rita said as she spent ten years in college only to be upstaged by this ten year old, "And, I can't believe that your siblings let you own your own lab. Shouldn't you be in school?"
"What school pleases, I'm way too busy for any school," Molly waved her off.
"What you mean that you don't have any degrees or PHDs?" Maya asks.
"Why bother if, I went to school, I would never have anytime in getting any of my work done. Trying to fit in being told what to do and think by adults who think they know everything. Also dealing with those girls that think since they're pretty and rich that their better then anyone else? If, I spent years in school then, I wouldn't be the genius that, I am today!"
"She has a point there," Maya said as she was called No-Cans in High School for reasons that are easy to figure out why. She hated those girls the made the lives of others girls hard as they used their looks and money to get away with stuff. But she did rub her success in their faces when they had that reunion last year as the cheerleaders were all working dead end jobs and weren't pretty anymore after going into the real world.
"How much power can it hold?" Rita asks looking at the gauges as that single strike filled the barriers a quarter full.
"Well, I really don't have any idea how many lightning strikes will hit it so, I really don't really know," Molly said rubbing the back of her head.
Thunder rang out as another other bolt hits the lightning rod followed by another then another. Molly started sweating as she read the screen as warning windows started popping up. More bolts started hitting as the generator started smoking.
"This isn't good!" Maya said as she started running down the hill.
"The generator can't take this much power going into it so fast!" Molly shouted as she started typing on the panel trying to turn the generator off.
"We should run!" Rita shouted as she took off following her assistant. But felt herself being lifted as Molly ran from her invention that's about to blow. She used one of her metal arm to grab Rita as she used her other three robotic arms to run down the hill.
The generator blew up like a firecracker, lighting up the sky releasing the power of the heavens trap within. From a safe distant the trio watched in awe as the lightning burst out of the generator a bluish light glowed on top of the hill. They duck down as pieces of the machine fell back down to earth.
"Well there goes my invention," Molly moan as she had put a lot of work into it.
"Too bad all that money you used for the parts are gone," Rita smirks.
"Well, I only spent about five hundred in building it anyways," she puffed.
"Wait where did you get parts for a generator that only cost about five hundred?" Rita asks as she figured that it was in the thousands that she had spent on it.
"I dumpster drive, look around landfills and in city dumps," she saw the weird looks she was getting from the two, "You'll be surprise what people throw away. Like those donuts that you two ate, I got them from the dumpster behind the donut shop." With her back turn she didn't see the two slapping their hands over their mouths looking very sickly, "Since they sell only fresh donuts everyday they throw the day old boxes of donuts out which is such a waste of food when they're still good to eat."
"I'm going to get you for this!" Rita said as she tries to keep the contents of her stomach down as, Maya turned a shade of green.
"Oh grow up you two!" Molly waved them off as she started up the hill, "Come on lets see what's left." The two mumbled as they followed her muttering about paying her back for feeding them garbage.
When they came back up the hill they saw the creator that was left behind but there was something else in it. The air was buzzing and there was a sharp, ozone-like smell around the hole there in it is a young spiky hair kid a couple of years older then Molly is, was sprawled in the middle of the creator his clothes which was an orange jumpsuit was burn and rip nothing more then rags. The goggles he's wearing on his forehead, the lens were broken and burnt. His body was very much intact given that he was in an explosion.
"He's still alive," Molly said as she sees him still breathing.
"Molly call the nurse station and tell them we got a burnt victim here," Rita said as she leaps down into the creator.
"We'll take care of him," Maya said as she joins her boss who is looking over the young boy.
"On it," Molly said as she dials the guards and the nurse's station to send a medic team over. But she couldn't understand in where the boy came from.
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Should I continue this or what?
Author's Notes
1 – I don't have to tell you who she is do I? If you have read my other works.
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