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Lori went to the only place she could think of, not smart or safe, but it was comfort. She went home.

She could see that no one had lived there for a few weeks, everything was as she remembered, but with a thin layer if dust covering everything, everything was lit briefly by flashed of lightening, the storm raged here, but not as strong. She looked around sadly, she could see her piano in the corner, and she remembered how her mother had taught her to play that. The fireplace in the corner was empty, not fire or wood, not even ashes, her mother liked things clean. Lori walked up the stairs, her finger making patterns in the dusty on the railing as she dragged her hand along it. In her room she saw the familiar black walls, the posters of heavy metal bands and horror movies, there was pictures of her family. The bed was still in the corner, the black silk cover gleamed as the lightening flashed over it, she remembered everything in this room, but somehow she still felt detached from it, as if it came from a vivid dream. Lori backed out of the room, she didn't feel like she wanted to remember the girl who lived in that room, not that long ago, the girl with no friends, a distant family, someone who feared her brother and wanted to be happy, but always seemed to fail.

Lori walked back down the stairs and into the kitchen, someone was sitting at the table.

"I could feel you here." Said Tullah as she looked up at Lori. "Your death is still not clear."

"The fates haven't chosen a path for me, but what about you Tullah?" Lori asked.

"My fate is to see that of others, I can't control it, it controls me." She said distantly, her wide eyes looked around, but not at Lori.

"I can read minds Tullah, not solve riddles." Lori said.

"The end is near, you can feel it." Tullah said, closing her eyes. "Whether death comes, or happiness is up to you."

"How?" Lori asked her.

"Friends, family, happiness, you can have it." Tullah whispered. "Make sure you choose wisely."

"They will get hurt because of me." Lori protested, her eyes welling up.

"If they get hurt, it is because they care about you." Tullah said, her head snapped up and she looked directly at Lori, Lori could feel it too, the subtle change in the air, the storm had shifted.

"He knows you are here." Tullah said, meaning Lucas.

"Can you fight him Tullah?" Lori asked frantically.

"I can't, only you can." Tullah said, back to her dreamy state, standing up slowly, she looked around the kitchen.

"Tullah, he is indestructible." Lori said, she could feel the power draw nearer.

"Nether the less, you can still defeat him, he knows your mind, learn his." Tullah said, she drifted out of the kitchen and into the living room.

"Tullah, I need your help!" Lori said, she ran into the room after her, but Tullah had disappeared. "Damn it Tullah." She whispered.

She teleported back to the Stronghold house, it was the only safe place she could think of. She barged into the kitchen, past Warren, who stood up when she walked in.

"Lori!" he said.

"Not now." She said, brushing past him.

"I think now is good." He said, grabbing her arm.

"Not. Now." Lori said firmly, removing his hand from her arm.

"What is going on?" Warren asked.

"I think I know what to do." She said. "Aunt Josie, Uncle Steve." She called. She found them in the living room with everyone else.

"Lori, you're soaked." Josie fussed.

"How did you stop Lucas?" Lori asked her.

"What?" Asked Steve.

"You stopped my brother once, you didn't arrest him, but you were able to stop him, how?" She asked.

"Your mother helped us." Josie said sadly.

"That doesn't explain how." Lori said.

"Your mother was able to get into his mind, neutralise his powers." Josie explained.

"Neutralise." Lori whispered. "That's it."

She ran up the stairs and into her room, pulling up the box, she opened it and flicked through all the journals she had stored away. She found the one she was looking for and began to scan the page.

"Can I help?" asked Warren from the doorway. Lori waved a hand and one of the journals flew towards him.

"Read through these for any mentions of Lucas." She said, not looking up.

Warren settled on the bed and began to read through the book.

"Who wrote theses?" he asked.

"I did." Lori said. "They help my to gain some sort of control." Warren read through the words that weren't ordered in any particular way, just scattered across the page.

"What am I supposed to be looking for?" he asked.

"At the top of every page is a date and who was around me at the time of writing, I need to find Lucas and read what I heard while he was around." Lori explained.

"Why, couldn't he block you out?" he asked.

"My parents bound his powers when he was a kid, he spell failed when Static was sent to prison where he couldn't use his powers, Movement couldn't hold the curse on her own and his powers were released, allowing him to stop people form reading his mind." Lori said, head scanning the page.

"Here's something." Said Warren, showing her the page.

"Written in the presence of Tullah and Lucas." Lori read out loud. "Death, pain, fear hurt. Those would be Tullah's." Lori noted. "Jealousy, pride, resentment. That would be Lucas."

"How does this help?" Warren asked.

"I want to use his powers against him." she explained. "He doesn't express emotions because emotions help us shape our powers, that's why Will got his in a burst of over protectiveness, he hadn't felt it that way before, that's why it took him so long to get his powers. I'm assuming your power is fuelled by anger."

"It is, what about yours?" Warren asked.

"My power is controlled by another emotion." She said darkly, Warren didn't want to push the subject.

"How does this help us?" He asked.

"If we can force him to express this emotion enough, I'm hoping his powers will turn on him." She said.

"And if they don't?" he asked.

"Well, no one can succeed with out of control emotions. They make mistakes."

"What has Tullah got to do with this?" Warren asked. "Every time he's mentioned, Tullah is as well."

"Tullah and Lucas were dating a couple of years ago." Lori said. "That was when Tullah was normal."

"Normal? What happened?" he asked.

"When she broke up with him, he got into her head, used his powers to take over her mind." Lori took a breath. "He mentally tortured her until she went insane."

"I'm sorry." Warren said, putting a hand on her shoulder.

"She was my friend before she dated him, I introduced them and raised no fuss when they started going out, if I hadn't introduced them, she would still be sane." Tears were flowing down her face, but she seemed more angry that upset. "Josh was once nice, sweet, he was a great guy, weird seeing as his parents were both villains, but Lucas got into his head and tainted his conscious with evil, it was so gradual that I didn't notice."

Warren dropped to the ground beside her and wrapped his arms around her, she lent into the embrace.

"Are you sure that you can face him?" he asked.

"I'm not sure, he has such power, the only thing that kept me isolated and alone was him. I couldn't have friends, be happy, he was always ready to threaten that."

"You said that he tainted Josh's conscious with evil, right?" asked Warren.

"Yeah, why?" she asked, pulling back to look at him.

"That would create a bond between them, you get into Josh's head, and you get into Lucas' head." Warren explained.

"I can't fight through that kind of barrier, not as fast as I have to, to be able to avoid him turning his powers on me." Lori said in despair.

"There's only one thing to do then." Said Warren. "Practise."

Four and a half hours later, Lori was sitting cross-legged on her bed, facing Warren, they had been sitting this way for quite a while as she repeatedly tried to get into his head. They had paused when the headaches had started, but Lori had taken some painkillers and they had returned back to sitting.

Lori was throwing her subconscious at his mind in an attempt to break through his mental barriers. Finally after multiple attempts, she was able to get into her mind. She was assaulted with feelings and images, she ignored most of them and withdrew form his mind.

Shaking her head she grimaced as she felt a headache begin to build up.

"Well that was progress." She commented.

"Try it again." He ordered. Lori frowned and tried it again.

The sun was beginning to rise outside her window when they finally stopped. Lori rubbed her head and moaned in pain.

"I think school's off the agenda." She muttered. Josie stuck her head in the door.

"School's been cancelled kids." She said.

"Yay, sleep." Lori muttered, curling up with her pillow, oblivious Warren being on the end of the bed.

"Guys get up." Ordered Magenta ten minutes later after the two of the had fallen asleep side-by-side.

"What." Lori demanded.

"We're all going to help clean up the school." She said, "And your aunt Josie says you have to come so they can protect you."

Magenta dodged the clock that came flying towards her head.

"See you downstairs. "She said, walking away.

Lori and Warren walked into the kitchen five minutes later, the first thing Lori did was lurch for the coffee pot, handing a mug to Warren. They sat at the table and looked around, bleary eyes at everyone.

"Ready to go kids?" asked Steve enthusiastically.

"No." Complained Lori.

"Come on then." Warren said, nudging her out of her seat.

"How are we getting to school?" she asked, grabbing an apple as they walked out the door.

"The school bus." Said Layla happily as they all got on the bus.

"I thought school was cancelled." Lori grumbled.

"This is for the people who are helping clean up." Will explained.

"Who wants to help clean school when they don't even have to go?" asked Lori.

The answer to that were lots of people. Students walked around clearing debris while adults helped fix fallen parts of the building. Lori found herself using her powers to lift the gym roof up from where it had collapsed, while an adult used their laser eyes to wield the metal frame back together.

Warren had started a fire for all the branches and leaves that had fallen down, for a floating school, there were a lot of trees.

He went looking for Lori, and found her in the cafeteria, where she was lifting and cleaning overturned tables and chairs, not only had the school been assaulted by the wether, the wind had pushed the entire campus around violently, meaning everything had fallen over or been broken.

"How's it going?" he asked.

"I want to sleep." She complained. "And everything is wet. I can't use my powers for fear of electrocuting someone."

"Principal Powers wanted to know if you could fix the electricity, it seems to not be working." Warren explained.

"Great." She muttered. "See you later." She said, walking off to find the power box.

Opening the box, she sorted through the mass of wires until she found a few that had been severed during the storm, replacing them, she plugged it back in and the lights flickered on, brightening up everything.

"That's better." Commented Principal Powers, appearing out of nowhere like she was so good at.

"Your welcome." Lori Muttered, shutting the power box firmly and walking off.

"Are you okay?" asked Layla, having found Lori hiding in the library, picking up the books with both her hands and her powers.

"I'm fine." Lori said, not looking at Layla.

"Are you sure, I mean after yesterday." Layla began to say.

"Look, I need space, seriously. You people need to stay away from me, I am bad news and not good for your sanity." Lori snapped.

"Sorry." Layla said, backing off. "But if you ever need to talk." She walked out of the library, when she was gone and the door shut, Lori flicked her fingers and made the door lock so that no one could get in. she pulled her headphones out and put them on, the music drowning out the concerned voices she could hear. It also drowned out the feeling the air, the slight prickle to the back of her neck.

The people cleaning up the lawns of the school looked to the sky as it darkened suddenly, they could see a dark shadow that travelled rapidly, blanketing the sky in black.


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