The next day in Todayland's Athledome.
Violet had dragged Wilbur here after school, although he hadn't been in the mood for it. But now he was quite fascinated by the athletes' amazing performances. Wilbur never thought it would be so interesting. After they had seen the gents at the rings and at the balance beam (from whose he should adopt a few tricks), especially the female gymnasts attracted his attention. Watchng sporty girls how they jumped and flew ninja-like through the air in skin-tight suits, was exactly his taste. Why hadn't Vi took him here before? If he had known what he was missing here, he would have surely came along earlier.
"You should have heard her voice ..." Vi said anxiously. Wilbur wasn't really listening though. He was a little distracted by the young ladies, who jumped around in skintight jerseys.
"Usually Liz always behaves like a dog, when it comes to her parents at her parents – she just follows every stupid command she recieves. She would never have dared to stand up to their parents." Violet continued undeterred, "And then the incident with Pete in the library... she really yelled at him... that's not Liz' nature. And I, gosh, I even praised her for this behaviour! But lately these incidents seem to pile up ... " Violet ended and gave Wilbur an expectant look. Only now she realized that he wasn't paying the slightest attention to her. She cleared her throat loudly. Wilbur blinked and turned his head to her, Vi looked at him aghast. She was worried and wanted to talk about her trouble, but he rather started at these half-naked girls that jumped around in bathing suits.
"Yes, absolutely!" Wilbur agreed with a grin, though Violet was sure that he did not even know what the matter was about. She rolled her eyes slightly annoyed.
"Hey, I've been listening the whole time!" Wilbur said defensively.
"Yeah, right," Violet said sarcastically, "What did I say then?"
Ha, got ya! Violet thought. Wilbur hesitated for a moment, while he pondered.
"Well, maybe I didn't catch everyword ..."
"See, I was right!" she said happily at first about this triumph - but then she remembered again that it actually was nothing to be happy about. She groaned and covered her face with her hand annoyed.
"First she dumps Pete and now this... you mean something is wrong with her...?" Wilbur asked, trying to sound serious, as if he would actually care. Vi noticed, however, that he used the quite unspecific 'this'. So he did not know what she was talking about because he had not been listening!
"I don't know ..." Violet replied thoughtfully, "People change ... I'm just not sure if it is a positive or negative change."
"Life is change!, the stone said to the flower and flew away..." Wilbur said casually. Violet looked at him quizzically.
"Vi ..." he began calmly and confident as he put his arm around her shoulders. Violet shrugged at the touch.
"Liz is probably much more confused than you. This is called puberty. Hormones, fear of the future, sweats, mood swings, rebellion ... that's all completely normal. Liz will manage that, as we all do more or less. We can only sit back and watch, and hope for the best." He continued expertly.
"Yesterday, I've still praised her that she finally speaks up for herself..." Violet began contritely, "But slowly it gets scary."
Wilbur had stopped listening again. Violet rolled her eyes annoyed. She was not even jealous that he was so keen on other girls – that didn't bother her for some reason, but it bothered her that he was not listening to her. Then again her concerns came along.
Liz ... when she already began to rebel against her parents, it would not be long until she would have the courage to talk confidently with Wilbur. Vi was deeply concerned. A confident, eloquent Liz could be dangerous for her. Vi had nothing to oppose. Previously Violet had always made friends with others easily thanks to her open nature - that was really ironic, because in the past(in the truest sense of word) Violet had been the shy one. But when Liz came out of her shell now, and when everybody saw what a bombshell wife she was, what could I do Vi yet? Liz had so many good qualities, and Vi? She was not even honest - she couldn't even admit to her best friends what was going on.
Vi's bitter thoughts were interrupted when the crowd applauded and Liz stepped onto the floor mat.
She competed with the ribbon, her favorite apparatus for rhythmic gymastics. She positioned herself in a corner of the mat, and with a graceful nod she greeted the judges. Then the music began and the show began. It was an instrumental version of "Shout" by the Isley Brothers. Liz moved unbelievably fleet-footed and elegant, yet incredibly fast and accurate. Violet gasped every time when her unsecure, shy girlfriend turned into a professional athlete. She moved seemingly relaxed and confident on the mat, as if it was her natural habitat.
Liz completed her presentation by heart, almost subconsciously, because she had trained every single movement in their private gym so often. But this time everything was different. She could feel the metal in her environment. When she jumped, she clearly felt how she approached the steel girders of the ceiling. Out of a sudden inspiration, a subconscious impulse, she activated her powers and pulled herself up at the steel beams that supported the ceiling, like a puppeteer who pulls up a puppet on its strings- only that she was both the puppeteer and the puppet. She steered her movements with a clear feeling of a strange relaxed power that filled her with timelessness. She did not notice the crowd around her incredulously holding their breath, so high was her jump. But then she made a mistake. She hadn't trained to land on her feet from such a height - she opened her somersault too early and botched the landing - she tried to absorb it, but stumbled and fell to her knees. The crowd cried out in fright and disappointment.
Liz immediately stood up again and looked around. Her gaze fell on the big scoreboard. The victory was lost. Four of her opponents had delivered an error-free show, so with this fall there was no way to win. And for her parents a victory was the only thing that counted. Liz, however, didn't really care.
She turned around gracefully to the judges and bowed to show that she gave up and wouldn't finish the exercise. The crowd sighed in disappointment. Vi's jaw dropped in surprise. Then she dragged Wilbur after her down the tribune. She wanted to get to Liz - maybe she was hurt. At that moment, the next gymnast already entered floor mat with great applause.
Before Violet and Wilbur had reached the locker rooms of the athletes, they already heard Rachel Beckett's angry voice nagging around.
"You did this on purpose! You've let yourself drop, only because you're sullen and want to score off me! You didn't consider the consequences, did you?! Do you realize that you're not qualified for the national finals now? It's your own fault!" Rachel's voice could be heard outside on the corridor. Vi and Wilbur were standing outside. And they were not the only ones who listened curiously. Other people who were standing around the entrance of the locker rooms listened to the debate, after all it was hard to miss.
"I gave my best," Liz replied calmly. It was the silence of her voice, the hardness and cold that were angst-inducing.
"You're in a bad shape! That's why you didn't want to participate, right? Because you've ignored your training as always! You got lazy!" her mother snapped, "I bet this is this boy's fault! And you're way too fat aswell! I bet that comes from all this fast-food that you devour all day! I'll get you a diet-coach who will eliminate this problem. And as of today no more secret meetings with boys, is that clear?! Instead you'll be training hard, every day! Maybe when can still qualify you for the final at the tournament next month."
Vi suddenly heard a metallic squeal, but before she could identify the source, she was distracted by the heavy metal door of the locker room, which started rattling without any obvious reason.
"This failure will have consequences for you, young lady!" she heard Rachel's menacing voice.
"Oh, yeah?! Such as what?" suddenly Liz' voice roared through the hallway, so that both Vi and Wilbur jerked. Liz seemed to have lost control, "Do you want to lock me up in a tower all alone? What exactly would change for me then, huh?!"
Vi had hardly recovered from the shock when Liz suddenly came running out of the locker room. She still wore nothing but her jersey and was barefoot, but she ran out into the street anyway.
Vi followed her immediately. Wilbur stood around a little confused, after all, he had nothing to do with it, but then he decided to follow the girls outside.
When he got outside, Violet was about to reassure Liz, who was hyperventilating a little (very much). Her head was bright red from anger, so that Wilbur briefly considered whether it might be safer to go back inside.
When Liz saw him, she seemed to feel ashamed. She had to be cold, after it had been freezing this morning. She crossed her arms in front of chest and stared at her bare feet.
"I fear my shoes won't fit you, but I can help yopu out with that" he heard himself say, then he threw his jacket towards Liz. She could use it better than him right now, after all, she was hardly wearing something. Liz caught it, and while she thanked him, she put on the jacket.
"I could use a pair of trousers too," she then said challenging. Violet's ears almost fell off. Her eyes widened in shocked when Wilbur suddenly began to open his belt. Suddenly Liz started laughing beside her.
"Look at her face, she thinks you're serious!" she giggled and gave Violet a slight nudge. Wilbur also chuckled as he closed his belt again.
"I didn't think that" Violet muttered sheepishly, trying to not show her relief. She felt pretty stupid.
"You were totally shocked!" Liz was laughing. Vi was a little irritated, but tried to dissemble with a half-hearted smile. What was going on here? Liz had just been completely hysterical, and now she was already making jokes at Vi's expense...
When she had calmed down, Liz again crossed her arms in front of the body, her teeth were chattering. After all, it was quite cold and she was barefoot and wore nothing more than her swimsuit-like jersey and Wilbur's denim jacket.
Liz looked incredibly cute with the jacket, the strict bun of hair and the colorful make-up in the soft, golden light of this autumn afternoon - God! Violet really hated her at that moment!
"I'll better go back in, otherwise I'll have to walk the way home in this outfit." Liz said, "Thank you for coming. I would have liked to give you a better show, but ... well. "
"Don't worry, it was cool. And the best performance was in the locker room anyway." Wilbur said jokingly. Liz gave him a sweet smile. Vi gritted her teeth.
"Great that you were there," she said, then gave Wilbur back his jacket and waved goodbye, while she went slowly back into the Athledome.
"You sure you get along now?" Vi asked hesitantly. She was just being polite, actually she really wanted to get away from here as fast as possible.
"Oh, sure! That's just my mother and no fire-breathing dragon!" Liz joked, then she disappeared through the door.
On the way back home Wilbur and Violet walked together. Vi was strangely silent and looked gloomily. She did that quite often lately. Wilbur slowly started to worry about her.
"Why do you look so grim?" he asked jokingly, trying to sound as casually as possible. When he had asked her the same question the last few days, she always responded quite irritated, so this time he tried to formulate as if he didn't really care.
"Oh ... I was thinling about this bank robbery again" Violet murmured. It was a lie, she had not wasted one thought about the bank robbery today, because she was constantly thinking about Liz and Wilbur.
"Don't worry," Wilbur began, "I'll look around the main building tomorrow. Maybe I can find out something."
Liz had actually got grounded.
Her mother was just two floors below at a luxury spa treatment in order to recover from Liz' Verhalten.
But even if her mother wasn't there right now to make sure she wouldn't leave, Liz couldn't go anyway, because the guards knew about it as did the new robots, who would alarm her mother in case she left the apartment.
Now, thanks to her special abilities, the new robot was not a problem. She had knocked him out within a few seconds. But the guards would not let her pass. And she didn't want to eventually hurt anybody. Anyway ... why would she go outat all? There was no reason, except that she simply didn't want to do, what her mother demanded of her. It was mere defiance.
Liz was sitting on the couch with your crossed legs. It was dark in the penthouse, only the lights of the city sparkled like a sea of golden coloured blur.
She sighed. The longer she sat here, the more this appartement seemed like a a prison - lika a golden cage.
But she wouldn't let herself get imprisoned any longer! This time was over.
Determined, inspired by a strange energy, she jumped up and went to her room. You tore all her clothes out of the closet and reassembled a red-black dress from various sport jerseys a red and improvised from a mask a resilient black cloth by cutting two holes in it for her eyes. After all, she didn't want anybody to recognize her, when she escaped her prison tonight.
She would not abide the rules, she would come and go like she wanted - which didn't mean that she had to let herself get caught.
She sneaked out on the balcony. Liz was startled from the chilly cold at first, after all her outfit wasn't keeping her particularly warm. The wind was blowing strong up here and ruffled her hair. Then she stood on the railing.
Her heart beat faster. Since the tournament today, she knew that she could take advantage of the metal components of buildings in order to regulate her own movements, when she would hold onto the concrete. Nevertheless, she felt an anxious excitement when she saw how deep it went down below her. She hesitated. What if she slipped and fell? She could just go back in and could serve her sentence. She looked back to the dark opening of the sliding door that led to her room.
For some reason, this option seemed much less attractive than the risk of falling from the top of a skyscraper. What was awaiting her there? Nothing but rules, penalties, control, suppression ...
She turned towards the city below her again. The bright lights promised freedom and adventure!
Resolutely she finally climbed over the parapet.
Meanwhile, she believed to control her powers quite well - at least she could turn them off and on without trouble. When she went over the railing, she directly activated this clarity that made her able to attract not only metal, but to control it too.
Slowly, very carefully, she vertically slipped down the glass facade on her back. She didn't cut a fine figure there. She had instinctively tensed her arm, leg and abdominal muscles, in the illusion that it would stabilize her. When she passed about 30 meters this way, she was totally out of breath with exertion already. That's when she realized that it was so pointless. Her muscles were trembling from overstraining. Before she reached the bottom that way, she would be completely exhausted.
Her muscles had nothing to do with the magnetic control, all that she needed for that was a clear mind. She took a deep breath. Then, very carefully, she pulled her hands from the building, then slowly her back, so she finally stood horizontally on both feet on the glass facade. It was a strange feeling, becasue her hair was still attracted from the earth's gravity, so that it was seeminly flying in a right angle in front of her face.
And now: one step at a time.
But when she wanted to take the first step, Liz already lost control! The act of walking was engrossing her minds so much, that she wasn't able to control her power any longer. She was apparently not capable of multitasking. However, she had no time to think about the reason.
Currently, she was too distracted to fall into her certain death. Understandably, she panicked as she saw how the ground approached with a furious pace. Desperately, she tried to re-activate her magnetic forces. It worked quite well - she was attracted to the metal beams inside the building, with the result that she was painful smashed against the facade, but did not slow down! Only seconds were left until she would collide with the ground. She had to get control again, but how? Now she really had no time to do breathing exercises or meditation!
Just before impact, the moment in which she got used to the fact to die, and a resigned calm started to fill her mind - then suddenly, just before impact, she felt that clarity again. She could control the magnetism in the pavement - she pushed off and slowly, gently like a feather she landed on the ground.
She straightened up and only stood there for a while. Of course she was under shock. She turned around and looked up. From below, she couldn't even see her balcony. She had fallen pretty deep. She sighed in relief. Well, at least nothing had happened. And she had escaped, that was the main thing.
But promptly she remembered another problem! How was she supposed to get up there again? Half terrified, half-aghast she looked up once more. She could not enter through the normal entrances, without the guards noticing something ... then her parents would find out that she had left.
Then she had an idea. Was it possible that... she could jump? At the tournament, it had worked. Now that the clarity was there, she took the opportunity. She pushed herself away from the metal in the road surface easily, so that she was hoving above the road.
This way, she floated on a nearby low roof and landed softly, because she repelled from the metal. That was really easy! She tried again. And again. So she floated from roof to roof, carried by her magnetic power.
After a while she turned and looked back at the tower, where she lived and where her mother cluelessly took a mud bath or was cooked in a Jacuzzi. Liz was pretty far away from her home already. A strange feeling of relief and peace and an until now completely unknown feeling of freedom came over her! It was quiet that night, the city lights glowed softly around her and spread a warm atmosphere, even though it was pretty cool. She could do everything she wanted, all options were open to her! The cold autumn wind blew the blonde beauty's hair from her face, which no longer showed uncertainty but confidence.
The expression suddenly changed, however, when not far away a siren started howling. Undoubtedly an alarm system!
She swallowed. At first she was scared because of the loud noise. What if her mother could hear it? Then she calmed down with the thought that the spa was closed off acoustically, so that no disturbing noises bugged the people and stressed them.
But when the police showed up here and saw her... a masked girl with magnetic forces ... if her parents would find out she would get into big trouble! She could imagine her parents to send her into a boot camp or something like that!
Instinctively, she moved away from the building., from where the alarm was heard, and walked a few steps on the roof in the direction of her house.
But then she stopped herself. What was she afraid of? What should happen? Oh, her parents could punish her, like grounding her for example. Well, she had just proven that this wasn't impressing her much! And when she could escape a giant skyscraper, she could escape a boot camp too!
She turned back to the alarm. Apparently the building was a bank. Liz pondered. Probably it were the same guys who had attacked her last time.
Why should she run away? She had no reason to be scared! After all, she had super powers! The police should see and arrest her, she didn't care! Sie almost hoped that the police would bring her home - her mother would not believe her eyes!
After a while, however, still no one was there. Liz was getting impatient. Actually only two minutes had passed, for her it felt a lot longer though. No one seemed to respond to this alarm. What if the police came too late and the robbers would escape again -?
At that moment it hit her like a bolt of lightning! SHE was here! Shecould intervene! She had the power to do something and she would do so! And at the thought to pay the villains back who had wanted to kill her, she became really combative. Without waiting or reconsider the matter again, she jumped onto the roof of the building, where the alarm wailed.
Through an air shaft she sneaked into the building... On the way she was almost euphoric. If it really were the same bandits again, to whom she owed her awesome new power, she would put them with these forces behind bars - oh, what an irony!
She followed this thought further, while she crawled through the dusty air shaft: she could be a superhero without the knowledge of her parents, and defend law and justice in secret! She stopped short – wasn't that a bit too clichéd ...? After all, it was due to bank robbers that she possessed these powers after all.
The shaft ended at a grid to the foyer of the bank. From there, she could already see the open door of the safe room. With her magnetic force she pressed the grill from the wall and let it float gently to the ground, so it didn't make a sound.
Then she pushed herself off the ground and magnetically floated slowly in the near of the safe room where she took cover behind a table. She carefully looked into the vault.
It actually were the two gangsters from last time!
Although she had already expected that, Liz got a shock anyway and would have liked to leave again, until she remembered that now she was the one with clear advantage.
She quickly arranged her blonde hair (it was pretty disheveled by the wind), adjusted her mask, then she hovered silently in front of the vault and this way cut off the path of the bandits. She was so quiet that the two do not notice her. They had turned their backs to her and hissed, rushed.
"Why did the alarm trigger?!" asked the first. Liz recognized his voice. It was the one who had suggested ot let Liz run the last time.
"Because you idiot passed through the laser barrier! In a few minutes this place will be crowded from police and Supers!" snapped the second. Liz clenched her fists angrily when she heard this nasty voice. That was the one who had tried to kill her. The robbers picked up all their stolen goods, and were seemingly about to disappear.
"Hey guys!" Liz cried casually. The two jerked around in horror. All they saw was a dark silhouette that stood in the entrance of the vault room. Liz enjoyed the mortally frightened faces of the two guys, even though they were wearing ski masks, but she could see the fear in their eyes.
"Do you remember me?" she added charmingly. She had the element of surprise on her side - and magnetic forces for that matter. Now she would bring these guys behind bars! The robbers were frozen in shock.
But that did not last long, unfortunately. The second of the two suddenly grinned maliciously and reached into his jacket.
"This time we're prepared!" he cried gleefully and quickly pulled out a gun. Without waiting, he fired at Liz.
She was thrown back violently, eight meters away she landed hard on the cold, polished marble floor and slid a few feet until she stopped.
Yepp, that she had imagined differently.
When she had struggled on her feet again, all she saw wwas how the guys just disappeared through the portal ...
She clenched her fists and stamping furiously on the floor. She was so angry at herself! She could have died. It was a stupid idea to play the heroine already, when she still had so little experiance to control her powers. She could have faught off this shot, after all, it had been an electromagnetic impulse, just like at charge ball. It caused a great power discharge, without leaving serious injuries. But she had't responded fast enough, it had caught her totally unprepared.
She stumped into the vault. These guys had left some of their haul; a few bundles of money and a pair of black, small boxes in which were often kept jewelry and diamonds.
Liz had totally forgotten about the stupid portal. She should have known better! She should have knocked out this band of crooks immediately instead of giving them an opportunity to escape by making such a stupid performance. That was so stupid!
She angrily kicked against one of the black boxes. The thing was no longer locked to her regret, the gansters had opened it obviously, because suddenly the ground was covered with diamonds.
Liz sighed, her anger was gone. She was relieved, at least she was not hurt. Then she bent down and began to pick up the diamonds and put them into the box again. When she was done, she wanted to put the box back into the huge closet, when suddenly ...
"Look who we got here?"
Liz got a tremendous shock. She froze in mid-motion, then she turned her head slowly towards the entrance of the vault room. Just like she had done before, there now stood a guy in a black-and-blue suit with his hands akimbo. Because the light was illuminating him from behind, she couldn't recognize his face, but only a dark silhouette.
Oh god, that was a real super! Liz thought surprised.
That had to be one of those supers who were in cahoots with the gansters, how they had reported in the news. These supers were their accomplices ...!
She stared at him with her jaw dropped. When she realized that, she shook her head, then she realized what impression she probably made: she was a masked person in a bank vault, had a cash box with diamonds in her hands, and the alarm howled through the halls ...
"Oh ..." she began breathlessly, her mouth was completely dry, "erm... it's not like it looks!"
"Of course not, you wanted to see if everything's allright and then return it into the safe," the stranger said, charmingly.
"Exactly," Liz exclaimed, but realized too late that he had meant it sarcastically. Suddenly another super approached from behind – it was a young woman whose fists began to burn.
"Okay, we can solve this peacefully, or the hard way. But I advise you, it is better if you're not causing any trouble," the burning girl said, annoyed, and stormed into the vault. Since there was no way out, Liz was trapped. She reacted merely instinctively. She threw the cash box with full force against the attacker. Flame was flung back, since she hadn't reached her plasma shape yet. Otherwise, the heavy box would have flew right through her, but now she was hit right in the face. Liz ran to the entrance of the safe room where the boy was standing. He was ready to stop her from escaping. Within a second she made all the metal cash boxes levitate with her magnetic forces all cash boxes from the closet and hurled them at Wilbur. When she got outside, she shut the heavy safe door, that was weighing tons, with her magnetic power. Flame was caught inside and Wilbur was buried below about 80 boxes.
When she was outside, she saw two female Supers in the bank, who also wore blue and black suits.
Liz had to do something about this predatory super-villains, but she was hepless against four professional supers, because her forces were still not good enough.
But she had no opportunity to think about it. The two remaining Supers attacked her immediately. One suddenly became invisible (what made Liz stare in astonishment), the other one somehow made a table floating and threw it right in Liz' direction. But Liz was faster! She pulled herself up at the metal in the roof to the ceiling like she did on the tournament, on the ceiling she ran with her head down to the next window. The Invisible complained with a surprised "Hey," while the other onw, a young, blond girl also started to fly! Liz was had left through the window first and tried to close it, but suddenly the girl appeared with a flash behind her.
Liz turned around, expecting a punch in the face - when they both were suddenly blinded by a bright light! Both girls looked up in surprise.
After a second, they realized that they were trapped in the search light of a police helicopter!
"This is the police! Don't move!" Echoed a loudspeaker announcement through the air. Liz felt satisfaction! She had delayed the villains long enough for the police to arrive here.
"Ha ha! Now you all get behind bars!" she cried triumphantly to the small blonde's face. But instead of fear she saw confusion. Then suddenly the window behind her seemed to explode! She felt countless shards bounced against her back. She spun around and saw that the boy she had first seen, was now flying above her in the air (obviously with the help of rocket boots).
"The game is over! You'll get behind bars!" the boy cried, pointing heroically down at her. Liz was captivated by this monumental sight for a moment, his pose, the lighting, his handsome face ... all that seemed so unreal, like from a movie - ... Wait, what? SHE should get behind bars?
Suddenly she was cold ... she froze when she realized how the real constellations were.
"You shouldn't believe everything you see on TV ..." she thought cynically. She was not the heroine here, but these four. How should she get out of this situation now?! They had come to the verge of panic at the thought that she could actually get arrested and could be accused of bank robbery. Without making a move, she tore out a metal door at the other end of the roof with her magnetic power and hurled it with a breakneck speed at the little blond girl behind behind her. The girl saw the seemingly fyling door too late, and so was fully hit and fell unconsciously from the roof. The boy raced after her immediately with his rocket boots to catch her.
"I said don't move!" Shouted a voice from the speakers of the helicopter. The metal door, however, flew off,, and met one of the engine pods of the helicopter. The massive aircraft began to spin, and flew in a spiral towards the ground, leaving a long, thick smoke trail behind it, driving against two houses on its way.
There was chaos on the street. Policemen and onlookers ran apart to avoid being crushed by the crashing helicopter.
Liz would use this chaos to disappear.
She ran to the other end of the roof and jumped over the crowd on the next roof, but as soon as she had landed, she heard explosions around her. Shots hit the roof, she spun around. About 10 huge police robots flew towards her and fired incessantly. Liz wondered about the fact, that she felt no fear at all. With a simple movement, she brushed the attackers aside, after all, they were made of metal. The robots were smashed on the asphalt of the road. At the same moment there was an explosion behind the bank - this had to be the helicopter.
Liz ran on, jumping from roof to roof and then landed on the maglev, which raced with reckless speed through the city. She stayed there briefly to recover her breath, she was exhausted. Only now, she turned around again. Helicopters circuited above the place where the bank had to be, and a thick cloud of smoke rose up, lit by bright lights, so that it looked almost like an living organism, an evil genie. Nobody was following her. A strange feeling came over her, when she watched the chaos looked, she had caused.
She thought about all this. She had taken an unspeakable risk, she had acted foolishly, careless and reckless - and it was an immense elation that overwhelmed her on the roof of the maglev now, while the icy wind blew through her hair. She felt truly free, strong, independent and energized. It was fun! She had just taken up all alone with four Supers! When these professional supers couldn'tt stop her, then who could? This intense euphoria erupted with a silent snicker first, then with a loud shout.
"Wahoooooo" Liz screamed and stretched out her arms.
She felt miserable that she had really thought it would change anything to violate her parents' insignificant rules. Her parents were only a minor, small people and their rules were meaningless. No, Liz wanted more. Never again the well-behaved, obedient daughter, never again the shy, silent, understanding girl, never again helpless, sweet and nice!
Liz didn't want to break a few rules, no, she would break all the rules!
