The Bolt Episode 12 Mirror Mirror

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My name is Sean White. After waking up in Alter City, with no memory of who I was, I discovered I could do incredible things. Inspired by the heroes around me, I decided to put my powers to use and protect the people of Alter City, and find the missing pieces of my past. I am, The Bolt!

His foot stomped in the puddle, drenching his boot in water as he continued to run. As the edge of the roof started to come closer, he sped his pace and leaped over it, throwing himself over the massive gap. His feet landed on the next roof over and he continued running, faster and faster. As he ran, he looked down at the speeding car coming his way. He had to time it just right. As he ran, he pulled his back pack from his shoulder, quickly pausing to leap over another gap. Once he landed, he grabbed a grapplehook and shot it at the car. He had just a second to swing the backpack over his shoulder, when the cars speed surpassed him and pulled him into the air, sending him down toward the ground. Pressing retract, the grapple pulled him toward the car, and he landed on the roof.
"That's him!" the thug in the car said, "Its Assassin!"
"Ugh!" The vigilante said, "I don't go by that name anymore. It's Savior, guys. Savior!" Grabbing his pistol from his leg-belt, he pointed it at the back wheels, and fired, popping both. The tires started screeching after hitting the pavement, forcing the driver to make a full stop.

Once stopped, Savior pulled the driver from the car and pinned him to the ground, "Where is he?!" He yelled, "Where is Mirror Mask?"

The Bolt

Sean stepped back, and crossed his arms as he let his thoughts wander. The roof of the Storm Center suddenly became colder. Barry tried to find a reason to comfort him, but he was worried he would worsen the shock. "L.S Labs wanted to …make speedsters?" Sean questioned, "Why?"
"Because they found out the speed force exists. They want a personal speedster because they think they can access it for energy or something. I said no to helping them do the research, so …they must have done it themselves. Sean," He stepped forward, "I'm worried ...you may have been one of their attempts."

Sean took a deep breath to absorb the information.

"Sean," Barry continued, "This explains why you have the ability to manipulate lightning. It must be a side effect of creating a speedster. You can't trust Peter, or anyone in L.S Laboratories."
"So what do you expect me to do?!" Sean said, "Peter said he had this assignment given to him by the government, to study Meta-Humans."
"He lied."

"How do you know?"

"My team did research. There were no deals made on or off record. No calls or transfers, anything."

"Then …. then I'll do what I said. I'll bring the flash drive to the police."

Barry sighed, "That might not be a good idea. You don't know what Peter may do if you try anything."

Sean sighed, looking over the edge of the building, watching the wind blow leaves and what remained of the snow, "So, what should I do?"

Barry sighed, walking beside Sean and putting a hand on his shoulder, "Hang in there. Peter has power, even if you tell people what he's done. He may hurt your family. So …try to take him down from the inside."
"You mean keep working with him?"

"For now. Be patient. And stay close to your real friends. Like Olive."

Sean took a breath of air, and glanced at him, "Ok. Thanks."

Barry smiled, taking his hand off his shoulder, "Good luck. And call if you need me," With that, Barry sped away in a flash. Sean was left alone on the roof, with nothing but his thoughts.

Sean went to the door of the Storm Center, but didn't open it when he heard two voices inside. There was some talking, and laughter. One of the voices was Olive. Another was familiar. It only took a moment before he figured it out. He casually opened the door and walked in, seeing Olive speaking with someone in a grey jacket.
"…Charley?"

Charley and Olive turned to face Sean with a smile, "Hey there Bolt," Charley said, "It's been a little while."

Sean smiled, "Charley, it's good to see you," He said, walking up and shaking his hand, "But what are you doing here?"

"Right to the point huh?" Charley sighed, releasing his hand and pacing around the computers, "I need help."
"What with?" Sean asked.

"Mirror Mask."

Sean dropped his hands, focusing on Charley's face, "Go on, I'm listening."

"One of his goons told me he was here, In Alter City. He said he was setting up an operation."
"What kind?" Olive asked.

"I don't know, but it's happening here, so, I thought I could use help from Bolt and Virtue," He glanced to Olive, "Proud of you by the way."

"Aw thanks," She smiled.

"Ok, ok," Sean said, getting between them, "Let's stop before this turns into a bad episode of a sit com."
"You mean the one where the new guy steals the main characters girl?" Olive asked.

"Yes, that one. Hate that one."
"Relax, both of you," Charley said, "I know about your relationship. I don't plan to get in the way. So, let's put it aside and work on the problem. I figure you guys could use your tech here to find any possible hideouts…did I over assume?"

"No, you're right," Sean said, speeding over to the computers and typing away, "We have some pre-prepared algorithms to track specific things. Facts, cross referenced with places and people."

Charley walked over to Sean and leaned on his chair, staring at the computer, "That's smart," He looks around, "I wish I had just half of this stuff."
"Some of it is S.T.A.R Labs. A friend gave us a small upgrade," Sean said, pressing enter on the key board, "I've set up an algorithm to track any suspicious areas, crossed referenced with recent crime sightings related to past crimes done by Mirror Mask. It may take some time to get results. I've linked it to my watch so it'll ding when we have something."
"Good," Charley said, grabbing his bag, "Meantime, I'm going to go out there and see what I can find."
"I'll do that," Olive said, grabbing her purple bag and pulling out her costume, "I'll fly around the city, get an eagles eye view," Throwing her costume over her shoulder, she left the room to change.
Charley turned to look at Sean, "She can fly?" he asked.

"It's a recent thing," Sean answered, "She's doing great out there. I'm proud of her."

"As am I," Charley said, sitting beside Sean, "Are you ok? You seem like you have a …heavy heart."

Sean tuned his seat to face him, leaning back in it, "Things have been complicated, like, drama show complicated."
"Oh that's the best kind, though," Charley laughed.

"Ha, ha. So, Charley, I hear they call you Savior now."

"Yes," Charley stood up and started pacing, "I've given up my murder spree. Been trying things your way. Being better. And I think it's been working."
"That's good. I'm glad you've taken a lighter approach."

Virtue stepped back into the room, fully dressed in her purple shaded outfit. Charley glanced at her and smiled, "You look really nice in purple."
She smiled under the mask, "Thanks. I'll message you if I get anything," She opened the window and jumped out, flying away with a purple streak of light behind her.
"She seems happy," Charley said, earning a nod from Sean.

Virtue soared through the air, waving to the people who watched her from down below. Feeling the wind on her face was a feeling that she would never get used to. It's a rush every single time. She was becoming a beacon of hope in the city, as Bolt was. She understood more every day why Sean does this. Helping people, and doing everything you can to be the best version of yourself. She let her arms hang out like an airplane, letting herself become sucked into the moment of bliss, and smiled.
She brought her flight to a stop when she noticed something strange on an electric bill board in front of her. It was flashing a message in purple letters.

LAND

Giving to curiosity, she landed directly where she was, in the middle of an alleyway. She kept her guard up for any surprises that may follow.

"Olive Camelia?" A voice said, stepping out of the shadows to meet her, "Sorry to surprise you. My name is Christina. I think Sean told you about me."
Virtue let her guard drop after seeing who it was, "Christina, yeah. Sean told me about you," She crossed her arms, "What are you doing here? Isn't this the last place you want to be?"
"That's just it, this is exactly where I want to be," She said, "So um, how have you guys been doing?"
"Good," Virtue said, unsure of herself, "Kind of? It's been …well … we know the mutant we've been chasing is a man named Randolph Warren."

"Randolph, yes, I'm aware. And you can thank Peter for that."

"What?" she was surprised, "So he really did do that to him."

"Yeah, and we'll talk about that in more detail later. Right now, I need your help."

"With what?" she questioned.

Christina took a step forward, "I heard Randolph escaped containment. I need your help finding him. Because I may know a way to cure him."

L.S. LABORATORIES

Rose rolled around in her office chair, sighing. Her brother was jailed, and her boss kept secrets. Life was starting to get more and more complicated. Peter was secretive, even to her. Fed up, she starts typing on her computer, searching for any confidential information. She looked up info on the Meta-Human projects, and checked the dates for each, as well as who was involved.

"Evening, Rose," A voice said. She looked up and saw Dr. Tennant standing at her desk, "You seem stressed, everything ok?" He asked.

"Yeah, yeah, I'm fine though, it's just work."

"If you say so," he replied, walking away.

Rose turned back to the computer and froze, seeing the names of a project that took place about a year prior.

Peter Morrison …Rose Donaldson.

The strange thing was, she had no recollection of being a part of that project.

ALTER CITY PARK

Though the park was nice, Charley still believed it to be less in comparison to the one in Anterior City. But it was nice none the less. Walking through it with Sean, no costumes or super powers. It didn't quite make up for the things that happened between them, but it was good knowing moments like this were still possible considering everything. "So, it's good to know the police developed a soft spot for you," Charley said.
"Yeah," Sean replied, "But the fire department still hates me. I can put out fires faster than fires can be made."
His comment made Charley laugh. Sean noticed since he showed up, he's been lighter hearted than he once was. Back in Anterior City, he took on such a darker life. But now, things were different now. Better.
"So," Charly started, "Olive mentioned that your parents found out your secret. I can't imagine that conversation went very well."
"it was a bit complicated, but it's going well," Sean said, "My dad is still trying to talk me out of this whole thing but he's been taking one step back at a time. So, I think that soon we'll be in a good place."
"Sure hope so. This city needs The Bolt."

Sean smiled brightly, "You think?"

"Sure. So, I guess it's a good thing I didn't kill you that night."

Sean laughed, "You caught me off guard. I could totally take you. And yes, that's a challenge."

The conversation went on like this for a while. Without the masks and super powers, turns out they got along well. They both had a sense to help others, making them easy people to get along with. And it was nice having someone closer to Sean's age range that he could talk to about the vigilante business. Charley was a good person, one that Sean had begun to respect.

Sean's watch suddenly started to ping. He lofted his arm and examined the screen, "I'm getting a ping on Mirror Mask."
"Ok, you got to send me that algorithm," Charley said, "Where is he?"

Sean was silent at first, focusing on the location listed on the screen, "East Alter City Bridge. And its traffic hour."

Virtue closed the lid to the sewers, floating down to the floor where Christina waited for her. "Do you mind emitting some light for us?" Christina asked her.
Nodding, Virtue lifted her hand and her entire arm started glowing a bright purple, emitting the entire tunnel. They started walking, and Virtue spoke up, "So, why didn't we invite Sean?"
"Because this is a personal issue. I've been watching Randolph in action. Pure energy is his weakness. And your powers are pure energy. If I can't get through to him, I'll need your help."

"Good to know," Virtue said sarcastically.

Christina looked at her with a raised eyebrow, "Something you need to say?"

"Nothing. Relax."
The two continued in silence for the next few minutes, wondering when the other was going to speak. The last time Christina was in town, Sean told her bad things went down, before he reset the timeline. Point was, Virtue thought she wasn't all good news.
A faint screech echoed through the tunnel. Virtue shined her light as far down as she could, catching a shadow of a large figure, "Is that him?" She asked.
Christina didn't answer, and walked ahead. Virtue followed her and they both came face to face with the mutant, Randolph Warren. Randolph noticed the two and was ready to attack, before he saw Christians face.
"…Christina …?" He said, calming down, "…is …it you?"

"Yes," She said with a sigh and a smile, "It's me, Warren. It's Christy."

"Christy?" Virtue questioned, making Randolph aware to her presence and return to an attack position.
"No! Its ok!" Christina said, "She's a friend. It's ok Randy."
Randolph calmed down again, leaning down to her, "Christy …"
"Yes, it's me, Randy. I'm here. I found you."
Virtue took a step back to give them space.

"I've been ….so scared," Randolph said, "He …did this to me."
"I know. I think I can help you. We can work together. With enough work, I may be on the right track to curing you."

Randolph took a step back, confusing her, "What's wrong?" She asked.

"I …don't want …a cure anymore," He said, running off through the sewers.
"Randolph!" She yelled, turning to Virtue, "After him!"
"Yes ma'am," She said, flying quickly after him.

Though she could fly at a great speed, Randolph was quick on his feet. The tunnel was dark and echoed every step he took. She tried to fly as quickly as she could, but found herself focusing more on avoiding a crash than chasing him. She tried throwing a blast or two at him, but the emitted light blinded her, causing her to miss a turn and hit the wall, falling into the water. She opened her eyes quickly enough to see Randolph vanish into the darkness of the tunnel.
"Oh, come on," She said in annoyance.

Bolt skid to a stop, holding the back of Saviors neck as the lightning caught up with him. The two vigilantes looked around the area, immediately seeing cars stopped in the middle of the bridge, people running by them in fear. Mirror Mask stood in the center with a gun in his hand. "There he is," Savior said, "Causing mayhem like usual."

"This is the operation he's setting up?" Bolt asked, "There has to be more too it then this."

"There probably is," Savior replied, "In fact this is probably just a trap."
Nodding in agreement, they stepped forward, Bolt speaking up first, "Mirror, Mirror, oh so pale, who's about to go to jail?"

Mirror Mask looked toward them, pointing his gun at them, "Good to see you two again. It's been some time. What say we chat and catch up?" He holds up a strange looking remote, and presses the center button. Bolt suddenly took notice of devices wired all around the bridge in a square shape. The four devices lit up and started emitting sonic sounds. Both Bolt and Savior fell to their knees, holding their ears in pain, "Guess it was a trap!" Bolt shouted.
Mirror Mask placed a set of high-tech ear muffs on his head, walking toward them with a gun in hand, "I knew you two would eventually team up. So. I wanted to make sure I could wipe you both out easy, before I actually started anything."
"How kind of you!" Savior said, looking to Bolt, "Tell me you have a plan!"
"I have a plan! Happy?!" He said, standing up and running off.

Savior stared, clenching his fist, "Dude!" He yelled.

Bolt suddenly came running back, stopping quickly and clapping his hands together. From his hands, a wave of lightning spread in all directions. The wave hit and short circuits the devices attached to the bridge, as well as send Mirror Mask flying off the bridge.
"Crap!" Savior said, running over to the edge, to see no trace of Mirror Mask anywhere, "He's gone. How is he gone?"
Bolt speeds over to the edge, looking over, "I don't know. But we know where he's going," He lifts up his watch and shows it to Savior. The watch has a map on it, with a moving dot, "I put a tracker on him when I ran past."
Savior smiles under the mask, "We should team up more."

Bolt sped himself across the city, carrying Savior. Every few minutes Savior would cry out in joy, for he wasn't used to moving at such speeds, but loved it anyways. Eventually Bolt came to a stop in front of the park. People were going about there day, and barely even noticed the two heroes standing there.
"So, where is he?" Savior asked

"I don't know. He's in the crowd somewhere I think."

"We can guess why he would come here. A populated area like this is a perfect target for mayhem."
"I've been thinking about why he's here," Bolt said, "You remember the Meta-Mutant? The thing we fought last time we teamed up?"

"Yeah why?" he asked, knowing the answer immediately, "It's here isn't it?"

"Yeah. Maybe Mirror Mask wants to control him."
A young girl runs up to Bolt with a smile on her face, holding her phone in her hand, "Mr. Bolt? Can I get a picture with you please?" She asked politely.
"Oh! Um," Bolt struggled for words, he had never actually met a fan before. He wasn't sure how to react, "Ok, sure!"
"Yes!" The girl said, turning her phones camera on and putting them both into frame, Bolt kneeled down and gave thumbs up. The girl took the picture, then turned around and gave Bolt a hug, "Thanks! I think you're really awesome!" With that, the girl ran back to her family, who quickly took her hand and walked away.
"Does that happen often?" Savior asked.

"First time actually," Bolt said, "It's what makes the job worth it. Giving people hope. An idol to look up to," Seeing Savior, even with the mask, he suddenly knew what he was thinking, and he put a hand on his shoulder, "You'll get there. You may not have fan girls yet, but I know there are people who believe in you. I know I do."
Savior smiled under the mask, "Thanks. That means a lot."

Bolt looked to one of the park benches someone was sitting at, and noticed a faint beeping coming from it. The beeping continued to get louder and louder. He realized what it was, as his whole body sparked with electricity. He sped over as quickly as possible, grabbing the civilian from the bench and speeding them out of the way, just as the device exploded from underneath, setting the bench ablaze.
Bolt set the person down, only to realize it wasn't a person at all. It was a dummy, a mannequin. Bolt looked to its hand and saw a note held inside. He picked it from the dummy's fingers and read it aloud to his partner, "'Next time try something better than a tracker.'" He sighed.
"He's smarter than he seems," Savior said, "Maybe Olive found something we didn't. We should go see her."

STORM CENTER

Olive sighed while spinning slowly in her chair, glancing at Christina who was pacing back and forth, "We need another way to get through to him," Christina said, "But he's too reluctant."
"Do you think he meant it?" Olive asked, stopping her spinning chair and facing her, "When he said he didn't want to be cured?"

"We can't trust anything he says as truth. His mind must be twisted from the transformation."

"Well who can judge it better than you, apparently."

Christina stopped and stared at her, "What do you mean?"

Before Olive could elaborate, Bolt sped in with Savior, putting him down and taking off his mask. He immediately took notice of Christina and raised his eyebrow, "What are you doing back here?"

"She wanted help hunting the Meta-Mutant," Olive said, "Apparently they know each other."

"Oh thanks," Christina scolded, turning to Sean, "I came back when I heard that Randolph had escaped."
"…You knew," Sean said, walking up to her, "You knew who he really was and didn't say anything about it?!"
"I was taking precautions. In case you ended up telling Peter."

"This is information that could have helped me a while back!" Sean walked over to his computer and started typing, "Doesn't matter now. We need to find him, before anyone else does."

"Anyone else?" Olive asked.

Charley took a step forward, "We think the mutant is why Mirror Mask is in town."
"Oh, that actually makes sense. A lot of people would want to control something of that caliber. So, what's our plan to catch him?"

"Now that we know what Mirror Mask wants, maybe I can cross reference sightings of him and his gang, along with the mutant," Sean said, "Maybe then we can figure out a location."

"Allow me," Christina stepped forward and put a hand on the computer. Immediately the computer opened files and pulled up pictures of both Mirror Mask and the mutant. It opened several maps that drew lines, crossing over one another.

"How is she doing that?" Charley asked.

"She's a technopath," Olive answered, "She can control technology."

"Rather well, I might add," Christina said, lifting her hand off the keyboard, "According to this, the most likely location is the docks. Randolph hangs out near the water and our Mirror guy must know that," She turned to Sean, "I'm coming with you. I might be able to get through to him."
Scoffing, Sean nodded, "Fine, let's go."

As he started to walk away, he stopped when Christina spoke up, "Do you have some kind of problem with me all of a sudden?"

Sean stopped, clenched his fist, and turned around, "You don't care about people."

"Oh?" Christina questioned, "Where's your proof?"

"You once uploaded a virus to the satellite-"

"In a timeline that never happened."

"It still happened! I remember it! You uploaded that virus, only thinking about yourself. And thousands of people died in the process! We were lucky I was able to reset it all."

"What's your point?!"

"You don't think about people."

Christina lowered her brows, "I knew Randolph. Not only that, but I loved him! Forgive me, but a blank slate doesn't know anything about loving someone!"

Silence took the entire room, and Sean widened his eyes at her. Christina immediately realized the line she just crossed, and covered her mouth.

Sean stared at her, sighing and crossing his arms, "Let's …just go," he said, walking out of the room.

As Bolt and Virtue used their powers to traverse the city, Christina held onto Savior as they rode through the streets on his motorcycle. With the privacy of the streets, Savior spoke up to Christina through the helmet coms they wore, "That was a pretty low blow back there, you know," he said.

"I didn't mean it like that, I swear," She said, "I was just angry."

Savior sighed, "Being angry is no excuse, trust me, I know. As soon as this is over, try and make it right with him, ok?"
She didn't answer him verbally, but the vibe she gave off was answer enough.

"What do you mean you know," Christina asked, you said you know that anger is no excuse."

"You clearly don't watch the news," Savior said, "I used to be called Assassin. Someone killed my mother, and I used that anger against him and his gang. I killed a lot of his men. But I'm trying not to do that anymore, because Sean and Olive taught me that anger isn't something to be abused."
Christina dropped her head, and watched the wheel of the motorcycle turn on the pavement. Had she really allowed her anger toward Peter to blind her? If Sean hadn't reset the timeline, would all those people really be dead? And all of it her fault?

Savior pulled his motorcycle to a stop, where Bolt and Virtue were waiting. They stepped of and removed their helmet's, standing beside one another, "So, we're here. Where's the Mutant?"
He received his answer when he heard a loud roar come from one of the warehouses.

"Never mind," He said, "So what's our plan?"

"We're going to sneak in, get a layout of the situation before we do anything," Virtue replied, "You're the sneaky one, Charley. Lead the way."

The best opening they were able to find was a skylight, which they quietly opened and let themselves inside. They hid in the shadows the cat walk, watching the scene that played out below.

The mutant threw around Mirror Masks goons left and right, slamming them into walls. Mirror Mask himself watched from a short distance, marveling at the creature, "Fascinating strength," he said, "There must be a way to control you."

The mutant turned his body toward him and roared, "There isn't! I am not to be controlled by anyone, anymore!"

"His speech is getting better," Virtue whispered.

"it's like the longer he remains in that form, the more control he has," Christina said, "Over his intelligence at least. But he is still dependent on his instincts."

Mirror Mask circled the mutant, holding his hands behind his back, "Trust me, creature. No one will ever accept you like me."

The Mutant laughed, "You think that I want to be accepted? Not anymore," He jumped into the air and shot himself at Mask.

Virtue flew from her hiding spot and tackled the mutant out of the air, throwing him through the front doors and landing him outside the warehouse. The Mutant tumbled to his feet and extended his claws to stop his momentum. Virtue placed herself two yards away from her enemy, her hands glowing in preparation for battle.
"Do not fight me," The mutant said, "You will die, otherwise."

"Charming," She said, "Randolph, we can help you if you just let us."

"I need no help!" He roared, firing a blast of ice at her. Virtue flew up into the air, dodging it, and fired a stream of energy to keep him grounded. Randolph blocked the stream with his claws, pushing back against it. Suddenly Bolt came sprinting out and threw an electrically charged punch to his torso, sending Randolph flying backwards and landing on his back.
Christina came rushing out, waving her hands in desperation, "Randolph! Please!"

Randolph stood and stared at her, a look of worry in all four of his eyes. Distracted, he did not see Bolt speed at him, throwing a punch to his jaw and sending him back towards the ground.

"No! Bolt, stop! That's enough!" Christina said, beginning to run toward them.

A small needle suddenly poked her in the back of the neck, and she fell to the ground, alive but numb, "What …the hell …?"

Bolt and Virtue stopped and stared at the new contender who stood above Christina. He wore an armored plated suit, painted completely black. He wore a metal mask with mirror lenses for eyes. He had guns strapped to his hips as well as a dagger. The man dropped the needle to the ground and stepped on it, taking a step toward the mutant. Bolt got between them and kept his fists clenched, "Who are you?!" He asked.

The man said nothing, and taunted Bolt with his body movements. Falling victim to the taunt, Bolt through a punch at the man, but he did not budge. Instead he quickly threw a slap to his face, which Bolt had quickly dodged, only to moved right into the man's incoming fist. The impact sent him stumbling back, regaining his balance at the last second. He pressed a button on his gauntlet and a high frequency noise began to emit from it. Both Bolt and Virtue covered their ears in pain, Virtue floating back to the ground with a thud. The man moved passed them and started for the mutant, who remained barely effected. Randolph screeched in retaliation, shooting a shard of ice from his hand and firing it at the man, who pushed it to the side as it reached him. A blade extended from the man's gauntlet and h charged at Randolph. Swiping his blade, Randolph blocked it with his arm, clashing with the blade, engaging them both in a back and forth.
Savior ran out of the warehouse, watching the fight go down and immediately covering his ears from the sound waves. He reached into his back pack and pulled out a pair of high tech head phones, putting them on his head. As soon as his ears were covered, his fatigue had stopped. Looking over to Bolt and Virtue, he felt bad for not having two more pairs.
"Oh Charley?" Mirror Mask asked, making his presence known, wearing his own set of headphones, "Forgetting someone?"

Savior zipped up his back and swung it over his shoulder, "Why do you want the mutant? Do you honestly think you'll be able to control it?"
"I had to at least try," He said, "Now I see he does not wish to be controlled. His mind is far more developed then I realize. Oh well."
"That's it? All the mayhem and its just 'oh well?" Savior clenched his fists, "Not this time."

Savior took out his dagger and charged at Mirror. He swung to the right, but Mirror dodged it and threw a jab to his side. Savior quickly recovered and spun his foot around, throwing his heel at Mirrors side. He hit the ground, and Savior immediately picked him up, looking directly into his own reflection.
Savior was silent looking into the mirror, "Time to give evil a face," he said ripping off Mirrors mask.

The face of the man before him was old, with a scar right across his face. Charley somehow expected the man to be someone he knew. He expected something more, but instead, he realized he was wrong, "You're just an old man."

Mirror laughed, "You expected someone young and passionate? I'll have you know I'm fit for my age," Savior backed up as Mirror stood, holding his side, "I got into the crime business when I was about your age. I was beaten, overworked and brutalized, until I became a hardened soldier. Eventually, I worked my way up to the top, beat out my boss. It wasn't until years later I met your father. He was younger than you when he came to me."

"Should I ask why you're telling me this?" Savior asked.

"Patience boy. I'm getting to it," Mirror said, "Your father went up the ranks faster than I did and eventually took lead. So, when he eventually had a son, I was excited to see him enter the family business. But of course, your heart was in a different place. It's almost poetic, the chief's son takes down the family business. Today has showed me a lot. I tried to control a chaotic force, but couldn't. I need to go back to my roots."

"Not today," he threw a punch straight down on him, knocking him out cold.

Savior pulled out a dart gun, putting on its mini-scope and aiming at the armored man fighting Randolph. Pulling the trigger, the dart hit his gauntlet, sabotaging its systems and shutting off the sound waves. Bolt and Virtue removed their hands from their ears and slowly stood up, shaking their heads, "You guys ok?" Savior asked.

"What!?" Bolt called out.
Sighing, Savior just gave them a thumbs up.

As Bolt recovered his hearing, Randolph hit the ground due to an attack from the armored man. Bolt quickly sped himself, and the armored man away from the scene.

The bolt stopped on top of a roof, far from the warehouse, and dropped the man a few yards away from him. The man quickly recovered and stood parallel to the young hero, "At last, here we are," He said.
"Who are you?" Bolt asked, "What do you want with the Meta-Mutant?"

The armored man laughed, "Like I would tell you. I don't need to stand here and give you a villain boast about my evil plans or whatever. I'm trying to do my job but you've made that impossible. So, I'm afraid this is farewell for now."

"Don't count on it!" Bolt said, taking a step forward. However, before he could go further, the armored man threw a flash grenade to the ground, blinding Bolt. When his vision cleared, the man was nowhere to be seen.

STORM CENTER

Christina rubbed the back of her neck, a towel wrapped around her, "That could have gone so much better," She said, sighing and locking her hands together, "I guess you were right. I wasn't thinking about anyone else. I was being selfish."

Sean said nothing, and just sat back in his chair, "So what's our plan now?" He asked aloud.

"Well I need to get home," Charley said, then looked to Christina, "You know, I could use some help. I don't have a lot of high tech like these nerds."
Christina looked to Sean, almost looking for approval.

"I'll let you know if we find anything on Randolph. Meanwhile, it could be fun. I say go for it."

Christina smiled, and nodded to Charley.

THE BOLT

Rose walked into the prison, finding her way to the visiting room and sat down. She hadn't bothered seeing her brother before now, and the reasons were painfully obvious. He went from robber to full on terrorist in a matter of days, all just to prove a point. It was ridiculous. Only a good lawyer can get him out of the whole he's dug for himself.
She looked up at her brother being brought in hand cuffed, as he sat down in front of her.

"Hey, Colby," She said, "How have you been doing?"

Colby didn't answer her straight away. When he did finally talk, he didn't look at her, "As good as a prisoner can be."

"Colby. Don't be like that."

"You're my sister. I was hoping you would be more understanding."

Rose huffed, "I'm trying to be more understanding, you're just not letting me!"

"Rose do you want to know why I made the gauntlets?"

Now he had her attention, "Yes. I do."

"I made them for you. To protect you. In case anyone came for you."

"What is that supposed to mean?"

He was silent, and it clearly pained him to say it, "Peter's little experiment, giving powers. Do you remember who the first contestant was?"

Rose shook her head.

"It was you, Rose," He said, with a lump in his throat, "You were so traumatized by it that you don't even remember. But Peter used his own assistant in his stupid experiment."

Rose was silent, and angry. She refused to believe his words, "That's a lie."

"It's true. He made you into a Meta-Human."

"No, he didn't!"

"I'm telling you the truth!"

"Shut up!" She slammed her hands onto the table, releasing a pink wave of energy from her hands. The room filled with a light pink energy, and she noticed her brother unmoving, as if frozen. She backed up and looked at her hands as the energy in the room cleared. Colby stared at her with surprise, standing up, "Rose …calm down."
Two guards raced into the room with guns, "Meta-Human! Open fire!"

Just as the guards opened fire, Rose held up her hands, and everything stopped. The guards moved in reverse, the bullets slipping back into their guns as they went back through the door.
"…Oh my god," She said.

Two guards raced into the room with guns, "Meta-Human! Open fire!"

Colby leaped from his chair and wacked the two guards with his cuffed hands, knocking them out. He quickly turned to Rose, "Rose, listen to me!" He looked up to the cameras and back to Rose, "You have to go. You have to hide! Go!"

In a panic of confusion, Rose ran out of the room as quickly as possible, terrified.

Written by Timelord 2024

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