Chapter 4: The first bomb
We were all walking together in a big group, laughing and telling jokes when the sirens started. They filled every inch of space in this small town and rung continuously in my ears. Panic arose in all of us as the loud noises evoked thoughts of bad things that had been trained into us since we were little. Hearing that repetitive noise that calls for attention makes one know something is wrong. I close my eyes and block out the alarms for a moment. When I open my eyes, the town had been thrown into chaos. All that in a matter of seconds! I cried out, competing with the alert sounds, for everyone to follow me. I needed to get everyone to a safe place. Unfortunately, nobody was listening to me so I did the next best thing.
I ran as fast as I could home. My house was filled with panic coming from my siblings and my mother. I tried to calm her down and find out what was going on. "An attack! Bombings! We're all going to die!" my mothered wailed. I told her to get down into the basement with the others and wait there. She made sure there was food and supplied first, in case they would be down there for a while.
I dashed up the stairs and ran straight to my cupboard. The doors flung open and I snatched my costume. It was on me in less than a minute, good thing it was to. Kenny soon appeared by my window in his Mysterion costume and knocked on the glass softly. Well, he actually knocked very loudly but the sirens drowned the sound out. The window slid up easily and Kenny leapt into my room. "Did you hear? Terrorists are going to attack!" He exclaimed, closing the window behind him which helped to muffle the loud sounds coming from outside.
"That doesn't make any sense. What is there in Southpark of value?" I asked.
Kenny looked me directly in the eyes and said one word, "me."
"How would they even know you?" Kenny looked guilty and I sighed. "You go around asking to be killed, you know that right?"
"Yeah, I know."
"Alright, what's the plan than?" I said, changing the subject.
"We stop them."
"Thank you for that detailed idea." I rolled my eyes and Kenny smirked.
"I know that the terrorists have made it public what they want to do. They said that they wanted everyone to know that nothing could stop them from righting what us American's did wrong. Apparently killing me would be proof of that."
"How are they getting here? Planes?" I asked.
"Yeah."
"Good, I can fly us up there."
"And we'll make up the rest when we get there," Kenny grinned.
"Sounds good to me." I tightened my hood so only my eyes were visible and we left through the window. I landed on the soft grass below me, running. There was no sign of any life in the streets of Southpark. Everybody was indoors with the curtains pulled shut, the lights turned off and the doors looked tightly. Kenny and I patrolled around the town, waiting for the aircraft to appear. The alarms stopped after about 10 minutes but still nothing had come yet.
I turned to Kenny who shrugged. We kept close to the building's so that when the planes did come they wouldn't see us. I stayed behind Kenny, watching his back.
I had started to get bored. Kenny' cape flied around in the wind majestically and I had an idea. I giggled silently and I made the wind pick up and send Kenny's cape flying around him. Soon the long material had wrapped itself all around him, encasing him in a tight cocoon. He fell down in front of me and before I could step out of his way, his foot caught my leg. I tripped down on top of him and we both ended up laughing.
"This is no time to muck around," Kenny chuckled.
"Exactly Kenny. You should stop messing about," I smiled. For a moment we just lay there. I stared into his welcoming blue eyes which stared into my deep sapphire ones. A loud noise erupted from the sky and we were both jolted into reality. I blushed deep red and I rolled off Kenny and helped him up. We pressed ourselves against the wall. I glanced at Kenny and shouted over the roaring noise, "now is our only chance!" He nodded at me and grabbed my hand. I pulled him close and we lifted off. We smashed through the roof overhanging the building and headed straight towards the plane. Dodging bullets, I kept going at top speed. We were nearly there when a bullet struck me and lodged deep inside my arm. A searing pain spread throughout it and I shrieked. I bit my lip hard and increased my speed. I smashed through the hull of the plane and dropped Kenny immediately. "Shit," I muttered as I groaned on the floor. My arm was spewing blood. Kenny rushed over to me and took my arm gently. It wouldn't be long before the terrorists arrived here. "I have to get the bullet out," Kenny said panicking.
"Do it!" I hissed through my teeth. It hurt so much! Kenny dug his fingers into the wound causing floods more pain to spread throughout me. I screamed and put my other hand in my mouth to stop the wretched sound. Kenny pulled out his hand and held an intact bullet in them along with a lot of blood and pus. I almost gagged at the sight of my arm when he was done. I would have to get treatment for that later.
A bunch of men rushed into the room holding guns. They started to fire but I managed to summon up a flame wall between us and them causing them to stop shooting. They screamed at each other in a foreign language, evacuating the room. We ran after them. I caught one with a summoned wind and slammed them into a wall which broke creating a massive gap in the plane. The man fell out, freefalling at the gravity's mercy. Kenny Rushed up to another and grabbed him by the neck. He was pulled sharply back and flipped over Kenny. The man landed on the floor, whimpering. Kenny kicked him hard before moving on. The final of the tree men who showed up looked terrified as he ran for his life. We ignored him and moved up to the cockpit.
Nobody was controlling the plane. We looked around in the small room of controls and found it was on autopilot. Kenny sat down and tried to figure out which one released the bomb we were all so worried about. I heard the click of a gun and froze. The terrorist we let go now had a loaded weapon against my head. I grinned at his foolishness. A gun to my head was no threat when I didn't even have to move to take him out. Before he knew what was happening, I froze all the water inside of him. It was slow because I couldn't see him and I had to do it with no movement but it worked. When I turned to see him, his skin had turned greyish and his eyes were filled with fear. I kicked him and he flew out the hole Kenny had made. I turned back to the controls but Kenny had not found the bomb releasing one yet. The plane lurched forward and my stomach did a flip. The plane was going down. "Kenny! Drive the plane!" I shouted.
"I can't find autopilot!" Kenny retorted. It was less than 100m from the ground now. I grabbed Kenny and yanked him from the seat. I jumped through the hole and let the wind carry us. The plane fell and we witnessed the destruction it caused. The bomb was the plane, this was a suicide mission. The explosion ruined the entire town. Rubble fell everywhere and the remaining buildings smouldered. The shockwave ran through me, causing another sharp pain from my arm. I lowered us down gently into the wreckage that was once our town. Tears streamed down my face as I ran to my home. I called out for my mother and sister but there was no reply. I ran through the place where the door once stood and headed straight for the basement. I knocked on the door but there was no reply. I wailed in anguish. We hadn't been able to save anybody except ourselves. Then a miracle happened. A tenitive voice called out, "Who is it?"
"The Dark Avenger," I tried to control my voice's shakiness. There was a lot of bustling around before the door was unlocked. To my surprise, most of the town was locked away in our small basement. People cheered as they poured out of the small room. Even though the town was destroyed they still claimed that we saved them. I received many hugs from people that day. Kyle came up to me and shook my hand. "Good job mate. So good to have you around to help out Mysterion!" I smiled but Kyle couldn't see. He didn't know who I was. It was mine and Kenny's secret. Kenny put on his dark and raspy voice again as people congratulated him. A news reporter ran up to us holding a portable camera in his hands. Of all the things to save he chose that. "How did you save the town? What where the terrorists like? How did you and Mysterion meet?" The last question surprised me.
"Well Mysterion would be more than happy to explain how everything happened," I gestured to Kenny who shot me a dirty look."
"And how did you meet?" This reporter was persistent in gossip.
"We're just friends. We know each other in our other lives." The life where we're ordinary people.
"And do you think you're the real hero?"
"What?"
"Well you have powers!"
"We're both different types. We support each other."
"Looks like there may be another gay couple in town," a passer-by commented making everybody around us laugh.
"Funny. How about you say that next time we have to save you," I growled.
"Only joking of course, Dark Avenger. Nice to have this talk with you. Hope to see you saving the town in the future," the reporter said wrapping things up with me. I realised I now had the problem of having no ordinary clothes. I would have to be the Dark Avenger until I got my clothes now. I have no idea where I'll stay, my family doesn't know about me being a super hero and I couldn't trust my gossipy mum and sister not to tell anybody. My arm started to hurt again and I felt light headed and slightly woozy. Blood was still pouring freely down my arm. Hopefully the hospital was still mostly intact.