Author's Response: DaoneBlade- Thanks for the review. I really appreciate reviews, as I have already said. Also, I want this response to serve as a warning. My paragraphs might be a little bunched together, and I just wanna apologize ahead of time. I tried fixing it, but it just won't stay fixed. Well, keep reading and reviewing.
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As Duke and I experimented with our newfound powers I figured out what his powers were like. They weren't as lame as I thought they would be, actually they were pretty cool. Turns out he could move ground. That's kind of a confusing statement; let me see if I can make that make a little more sense. His powers are kinda like Terra's powers from the Teen Titans. Which by the way, I met them too. So, he and I were experimenting with our powers. I was ten feet in the air doing loop-de-loops on a path of ice. Suddenly, my hands felt warm and I started to fall. Duke saw me and sent a rock to catch me, which I think falling on the ground from ten feet would've felt better, but I appreciate his trying. As he slowly lowered the rock to the ground I was lying down panting from exhaustion. I smacked my lips and they felt dry, I was cotton mouthing. It felt like someone took a sponge and shoved it in my mouth, sucking out all of the moisture. I sat up woozily and just laid back down, my head was throbbing and my vision was blurring. "Dude, you alright?" Duke, or Blur Duke was kneeling in front of me with what I thought to be a concerned look on his face. I smiled, but I could tell my tone wasn't very convincing. "Yea, I'm fine. I'm just a little parched, I think." I tried again to stand up and walk, but I just stumbled and almost fell flat on my face. He grabbed me and held me up. I heard a grunt of exertion and what sounded like glass shattering. "Duke, the cops." He nodded and set me down gently. Quickly, he ran over to where the cops I fought earlier were and yelled that Stretchyfunk was gone, then he paused. "Wait, scratch that last comment." I heard ground breaking up and a pained grunt. I heard him yelling, but my hearing was failing me too. It sounded like this, "Alright, pal, listen we're gonna do this one time, and one time only." I smiled, he always wanted to say that. My vision was going black and I couldn't hear anything anymore. It felt like I was dying. As my vision blurred out I heard Duke yell, "Where's a water bottle in this thing!"
My vision came back, but slowly. I saw the reason. Duke was standing over me with a policeman. In Duke's hands was what appeared to be a water bottle. At least I thought it was Duke, this person was wearing a luchador mask. "Dude, what's with the mask?" Suddenly, I heard a piercing sound. It wasn't Duke, he was right in front of me. I finally realized it was a police siren I smiled. "So you called the good cops, and they arrested these creeps?" Duke nodded and the policeman standing next to him laughed and removed his hat, wiping the sweat off his brow. "Ya had us worried for a second dere, Cold Front." I could feel my eyebrows furrow, when'd we get Minnesotans in Smalltown? Then I realized I wasn't wearing a mask or anything. Frantically, I ran my hand across my face and felt cloth. My bandana. I smiled. "Good job, Du…" Before I could finish my sentence he shook his head and did the 'cut it out' signal. "Right, sorry about that, Quake." Quake. I was proud of this, already in just twenty-four hours I had thought of two superhero names and they were both good. The policeman walked off and talked to a driver in one of the police cars. I looked up at Duke and gave him an odd look, "Dude, what's with the Mexican wrestling mask?" He smiled and told me about how years ago his grandfather took him to a Lucha Libre match and bought him a mask. Ever since that day Duke kept it secret and considered it a great possession. His grandfather passed away only a year ago. Oh yea, I forgot to tell you. Duke's half-Mexican. I could tell it was difficult for Duke to talk about this because he was crying. I have never seen him cry before or since then, so I considered this moment very sacred for some reason. I rubbed my head and stood, expecting my vision to go away again. Duke smiled and pointed to the water bottle in his hand. "Looks like you were just thirsty." I smiled and laughed quietly. I guess that if I don't get enough water then it has the same affect that heat has on me, except ten times worse.
I hugged him. I don't know why, but I did. I then looked over at the cop cars. In one of them was Officer McEpstein. I smiled and waved mockingly. I bet if his hands weren't handcuffed then he would have flicked me off, oh well. Another day another dollar. Actually, there was no dollar only a discovery of my weakness. I smiled at Duke and ruffled his hair. He didn't appreciate that much, but I could care less. I appreciated his helping me, finding the water bottle, calling the police, and all of the other stuff he did. He and I were going to make a great team. Just like all of the great duos: Static Shock and Gear, Batman and Robin, Superman and…Supergirl? There aren't very many great duos, but I could tell that we would one day be recognized as a duo.