So I talked with a fanfic artist today. He/She gave me some awesome ideas for powers, but I'm not sure if I can use them.

First time ever writing a battle scene, even in my original stories. PLEASE ENJOY IT!

I'm pretty sure that I want to make it so Ez only gets powers, not total control over wind. But he will be able to make things float using wind.

I'm self contradicting.

Anybody else wish they had powers?

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It all happened in the blink of an eye, though every second seemed to run slowly thanks to my adrenaline rush.

"Ez, lift up everybody!" Cole looked down, then jumped off the platform. I focused, and thrust my hands upward, which caused every person within a thirty yard radius to float. Lightning gathered around Cole as he fell, causing a trail of blue to follow him as he fell. As he hit the ground, a field of blue flew out around him, knocking the reapers back, killing some. I dropped everyone, Zeke started firing, and I ran towards the nearest one.

"Please let this work." I thrust both of my hands forward as I did on the rolof. The reaper, who had just turned around to face me, was blasted off of his feet. The way his body moved, it almost seemed like he was bodysurfing but was pulled under and thrashed around. In short, it looked painful. His head hit stone, and he slumped over.

"Man, these freaks are brutal!" Zeke called out in the distance, fighting alongside Cole off to my right. I suddenly pitched forward as what felt like a hammer hit my back. But as soon as it came, it went. I whirled around, literally, to face a reaper. He aimed and shot me in the face. I felt the impact, but didn't die, my powers healing me as soon as they hit. I slashed my arm in front of me, and the reaper flew away. He hit hard, but only persisted into getting back up. I ran up to him and slashed him again. This time I heard a crunch and he lay still. I heard scream off to my right, somewhere outside of the plaza.

Oh crap. A women there is getting mugged in the alley by two other reapers. I could go over and help, shes going to be killed. But I have my own problems too.

I knew my descision, and ran off to help. I stopped around twenty feet away, and thought about a way to do this. Absorbing some solar energy, I gathered the wind into my hand. Without truly thinking about it, I threw the condensed air into the reaper's general direction. A mini whirlwind appeared where I threw, grabbing the reapers and tossing them into two different directions. I ran, going faster than before because I used the wind to speed me along, to the first one. I kicked him as hard as I could and his body flew. I went to the next one and did the same.

"Thank you. Thank you. You saved my life," the young women exclaimed throwing her arms around me. I hugged her back, then peeled myself away form her.

"Gotta go!" I ran off again towards the plaza, to see Zeke surrounded by reapers. "Hell!" They took aim, but I was faster. I threw another ball, and the whirlwind swallowed them up and threw them like ragdolls. WHile they flew off, Cole shot them with impeccable accuracy.

"I had them," Zeke complained.

"Yeah, with an empty gun." I took his gun off the ground and handed them to him.

"Well, whatever. We are eating." Zeke ran over to one of the crates and started to pry it open. One look at Cole, and I could tell waht he was thinking. This food could save us from starvation for weeks, but the others might starve. Cole lifted his hand and stared at the lightning dancing across his palm. He closed his fist, and watched as one man opened the package. Just then Trish ran up, a large smile plastered onto her face.

"You got the food for all of these people. They would have starved if it wasn't for you."

"Well-" Cole never got a chance to finish his sentence. The large t.v flickered, and a picture of Cole appeared.

"This the man who destroyed our cities, our lives!" The rest of what the t.v jacker said became muffled as I drowned out the rest of the world. He was lying, I remember that day.

FLASHBACK
I was sitting on a bench in the historic district, waiting for, uhhh someone. Cole, not that I knew it was him at the time, rode by on his bike. I noticed something about his bag. It was, well, glowing blue. I stopped him in the street, as it was rarely empty for a moment.

"Sir, your bag is glowing." I said to him politely, my curiosity getting the best of me.

"Huh?" He looked at me, confused, then got a call.

"Open the package," said the voice, then it shut off. Cole, still confused, opened his bag and unwrapped the package. His eyes went wide, as in fact, it was glowing, almost pulsating blue light. Then my world went dark.

END FLASHBACK

I looked from Cole to Trish, who just stared at eachother. Then Trish walked away, without a word. I followed her.

"Trish, please, you can't believe that guy."

"Cole killed my sister." Her voice was flat, no emotion.

"Cole wouldn't, you know that."

"How can I?" She turned towards me, her face the perfect picture of rage. "He murdered all those people. Tha asshole! I will never speak to him again." She turned to walk off, and did just that.

"Trish..." I turned around to find Zeke and Cole gone. My walkie talki phone chimed.

"Meet up at stapton bridge, north of town." Cole's voice sounded almost as monotone as Trish's. My mind full of worry, I ran towards the direction I was given. Even wthout my memory, I knew what was going to happen. I didn't like it.

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HHOOORRRAAAAYYYY CHAPTER THREE DONE.

I feel bad, I used some of the powers I was told even though I already came up with some very similar, he/she gave me some what of an idea for them. I hope he/she doesn't mind, no offense! Feel free to use them in your fic, person who gave me the list!

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