THIS STORY IS MARY SUE!!!!!

Disclaimer: "Early Edition" and all from it isn't mine. Lisa and everything not pertaining to a real person is.

Chapter Three: A Towering Inferno

Lisa looked up at the 1,450-foot building. The Sears Tower was quite intimidating, but intimidation never stopped her. She paid the admission fee and headed upward to the Skydeck. Due to the late hour, it was not crowded. There were only a few people there.

The height didn't bother her, considering she could fly. It was rather interesting how, depending on the direction she was looking, she could see a different state – Michigan, Indiana, Wisconsin, and, of course, Illinois. She stood at the edge and waved to Wisconsin, as she knew someone who spent his time there.

The sun was setting and the view was spectacular. Granted, she got the same view while flying, but seeing it from a flat surface was completely different.

So immersed as she was in enjoying the view, she didn't notice the guy sneaking up behind her. She didn't notice him pull out a small dart gun and dart. She didn't notice him aim it right at her.

She did notice, however, when the dart shot from the gun into her neck. Lisa yelped in surprise more than pain and yanked the thing out. She whirled around to see a tall, slender man with white hair wearing jeans and a t-shirt and a maniacal grin on his face.

Lisa's mouth dropped in shock. She never thought in a million years that someone could do something like this to her – arrogance had always been her downfall, and, now, it could mean life or…well, as she couldn't die, something far worse than death.

Whatever was in the dart was already flowing through her system, and it was making her senses go fuzzy. Her mind swam and she found herself becoming severely disoriented. Desperate to escape and forgetting any other powers she had, her wings became visible and she flapped frantically. However, she couldn't concentrate properly and she collapsed in a tangle of limbs.

"I knew it!" the guy who had shot her shouted triumphantly in a German accent. "You're not human! Okay, grab her!"

She felt herself being grabbed by the arms.

"No!" Lisa cried, struggling weakly, only vaguely aware of what was going on. Through her dimming vision, she looked around for someone to help.

But there was no one. Everyone had been assisting the German.

"Help…" she squeaked in a small voice.

"Let her go!"

Lisa blinked, her vision blurred. She couldn't clearly see who was speaking. She couldn't focus at all.

"No!" the German said, though his voice sounded like it was coming from underwater. "I've waited forty years for this moment and no one, no one is going to take it away from me! Take her away!"

Her mind nearly completely shut down, she could do nothing but let them drag her away. She was barely aware of a struggle, then she blacked out.

End chapter three.