"They sound like they're having fun," Ben commented as Amara's giggles echoed around the building.

"Too bad it won't last," Reed replied sympathetically. Ben looked up sharply.

"What do you mean?"

"That tornado was not natural, it was synthetic," Mr Fantastic explained.

"How can it be? Unless someone can manipulate the weather?"

"Or if it was even a tornado to begin with."

"Now you've really lost me," Ben added.

"I haven't had enough time to formulate my hypothesis yet, but what if it was some form of superhuman speed, think of Johnny's fire column. If you moved fast enough maybe you could create a tornado."

"That would mean there was more of us out there, how is that possible?"

"Maybe in the same way Amara got her powers." Reed replied, shrugging his shoulders.

"But we never really figured that out, all we know is it's somehow due to your blood relationship." Reed nodded.

"It's definitely something I need to explore more extensively. It is unlikely that the blood lines are the reason. Maybe a freak storm, like the one we saw in space, hit earth at some point and affected those it touched."

"Would explain it," Ben agreed.

"Yes, I will have to look into any unexplained storms in the last 20 years, I want you to see what you can find at the tornado site, I know Johnny and Amara already checked, but I want you to as well."

"Fine by me, what am I looking for?" Reed raised his arms.

"Anything out of place."

"Like a tornado?" Ben asked sarcastically.

"I'm sorry I don't have anything clearer, I have no idea what we're facing at the moment."

"Its fine Reed, I won't be too long."

Amara awoke the next morning with a splitting headache. She cringed as she opened her eyes; the room was just too bright for her. She closed her eyes again and pulled her covers over her head. She decided quickly that the pain in her head wasn't purely a headache.

'Reed,' she called in her thoughts. 'I think I have a problem here.' She didn't want to worry him, but she knew it was better to disturb him now than listen to him tell her off later for not telling him earlier. She listened out for Reed to acknowledge her message. She was relieved when he finally did as it hurt her head even more to concentrate. She waited for him to knock on her door. After a few minutes she heard the gentle tap. She telekinetically opened the door for him and groaned as the pain grew.

"What's wrong?" he asked her gently.

"My head," Amara replied simply. She pulled the covers off her face and squinted up at him. "It hurts more when I use my powers; otherwise it's just a gentle head splitter." Sarcasm was clear in her voice.

"When did it start?"

"The moment I woke up," she told him. "Its not a hang over before you ask."

"I wasn't going to," he said honestly.

"I believe it's just a normal headache Amara, but I can run some tests if you'd like?"

"Please, this doesn't feel normal." Reed nodded, he took a blood sample and promised he would be back as soon as he knew something. Amara threw the covers over her head again. She must've dozed off because next time she opened her eyes Johnny was sitting at her side.

"Johnny?" she whispered. He straightened

"Hey," he said softly. "Feeling better?" she nodded in reply.

"It hurts less," she replied. He smiled slightly at that.

"Good, you had me worried." She sat up.

"Does Reed know what it was?" she asked.

"I think he does, he came in here and rambled, using the biggest words he knows and then went out. I can call him back in here?"

"I'll get him," she replied.

"That's not a good idea Mara," he told her. She ignored him and called to Reed with her telepathy. She grimaced slightly, but the pain was bearable.

"He's on his way," she informed Johnny. "How long was I out?"

"Too long," he replied sadly. "About four hours."

"Oh," she said quietly. She looked up as Reed came in. "Hey," she greeted.

"Hello," he replied smiling. "Good to see you awake."

"Reed, what was it?"

"This is too similar to the effects Dooms men's darts had on you; remember when you tried to use your powers after that?"

"Uh huh, won't forget in a hurry," Amara replied. "But I didn't get hit with a dart, and we defeated the Masks."

"Maybe it's just your body getting rid of the remaining fluid," Reed explained. "It shouldn't happen again."

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