" Grab her!" Nathan shouted. He was holding the truck over his head. Beads of sweat were dripping down his face, and his knees were buckling. There he was, middle of the highway, lifting car after car over his head trying to save them all.
There was a huge accident on a nearby highway near Tree Hill. It took only minutes for the gang to get together and go there.
He had a truck over his head, two people were trapped underneath. Haley saw Nathan lifting it over his head so Haley reached her arms around the two trapped, and pulled them to safety. Handing them to the authorities.
"Jake! Jake!" Peyton was shouting.
Jake ran over to her, she had a young boy in her hands.
The paramedics weren't going to be able to save him, he needed a hospital, and he needed it now.
"Please take him to the hospital."
Jake nodded, and lifted the boy out of her hands, held him gently, and in a flash he was gone. On his way to the nearby hospital.
Lucas was holding Brooke, as they flew in the air.
"Down there, down there!" Brooke called out.
He flew down and held her by her feet, gently slipping her into the sunroof of a car and letting her grab the person inside, and pull them out.
Their car door was smashed in, so this was the easiest way.
"Fly her to the paramedics!" Brooke shouted, as he held the lady in his hands and flew her to safety.
Brooke looked over and saw Peyton holding a crying girl in her hand, looking like she was giving her to her mother. Lucas was giving the lady to the paramedics. Jake was most likely still at the hospital for that boy. Haley and Nathan were walking off, Nathan looked beat from lifting all those cars. Marcus getting his arm wrapped, he burned it on some fire with all of this commotion. And Rachel was helping him.
Brooke looked around, at all the mangled cars. No body died. Everyone was now safe because of them. Brooke smiled and started to walk to the group when she herd a faint cry. She looked back and walked over to see a young girl under a car crying.
"Oh my god.!" She yelled.
She ran and tried to unbuckle the seat belt but it was stuck. She then smelt something foul.
She looked over and saw dripping gas, all around them. She new it was danger because there was fire, everywhere. Only one little flame had to drip on it, and they'd both be dead.
She pulled hard at the belt. Praying it would snap.
"Help me! Somebody!" Brooke was screaming, hoping her friends would hear her.
However no one did, they were all still talking with the paramedics.
In any other situation she would burn the damn belt off, but the leaky gas around her was preventing that from happening.
She kept on pulling and she saw out of the corner of her eye, the tiny blue car only some feet away made a loud noise, and fire shot from it. Flames were everywhere, and it hit the gas pile, that led directly to Brooke and the young girl.
She let out a huge scream and pulled with all of her might, and her and the young girl flew back.
"Fire, fire!" the young girl cried out, grabbing onto Brooke tightly.
Brooke got up and ran as fast as she could. She then herd the crackling sounds and then not only herd the car blow up behind her, but felt the blast of power and heat. It sent her and the girl flying in the air.
"BROOKE!" Peyton screamed. Seeing her best friend flying through the air.
Brooke closed her eyes and held the little girl tightly in her arms, afraid of hitting the concrete ground below them.
"Nathan hold my feet." Haley told him.
Nathan did what he was told as Haley spread her self as wide as she could, across the entire street as Brooke fell on her, without a scratch. She bounced up a couple times and then she got off, shaking from fear.
"Thanks Haley." she slightly smiled.
"You okay?" Lucas asked her as he walked up behind her.
"Fine, that was just scary."
"Oh thank god! You saved her!" a frantic women with arms in the air came running to Brooke, grabbing the daughter from her arms.
"Thank you, thank you, thank you!"
"Your welcome." Brooke smiled.
- - -
Marcus was walking along on the street by himself on his way home from Rachel's house. Things between them were going really great. They weren't "officially" a couple but they did have a lot of fun together. Especially in the bedroom.
He was smiling to himself when he herd a women screaming.
Within minutes he was in his disguise and was at the scene. He saw a large man attacking a young women. He was on top of her and no doubt was trying to rape her.
Marcus lifted his hands and flew out balls of shock. One after another.
Then man flew up off the women and hit the ground. Again and again Marcus was sending shockwaves all through out his body. He finally stopped, saw the man shake for a for more minutes and then get up and run away. Scared out of his mind.
He turned around and was walking over to the lady and she looked horrified.
"I'm here to help you." he smiled reaching his hand out.
"Get away from me! You...You freak!" she cried out, running off as well.
Marcus stood their shocked, and a bit depressed that she reacted that way. He did just save her.
"Very impressive." A dark voice said from behind.
Marcus turned around and saw two man standing behind him.
"Can I help you?" he asked.
"Were very interested in what we just saw."
"Thanks. But I'm out of here." Marcus told them as he started to walk away.
"I don't think so." one called out.
"Oh, but I do." Marcus laughed.
"We know about the boat. We know exactly what happened."
Marcus turned around and saw them both smiling.
"Who the hell are you?"
"Lets talk kid."
"No." Marcus told them.
Before Marcus could say anything else he felt someone grab him from behind.
"Let go!" he screamed and shocked the man, causing him to fall to the ground.
Marcus got up and tried shooting at the other men, but felt a sharp pain in his back. He yelped out in pain and fell to the ground. He grabbed his back and felt warm liquid sliding down his side.
"All you had to do was talk to us." the man told him.
"What do we do now?" the man, who grabbed Marcus asked.
"Finish him off. We'll get one of his friends to help us out later."
"No!" Marcus tried to shoot out shock, but he was to weak.
He felt himself being lifted up by two of them men and then sharp pains started shooting throughout his body.
They couldn't just kill him quickly, they stabbed him, four more times until Marcus took his very last breathe.
yepp, poor marcus, is DEAD. Review please
