Chapter 2 Escape the flames

"K...id..."

I was blurring in and out of conciousness. Whoever was talking to me didn't make sense,his words falling on deaf ears. Memories came painfully flooding in my mind. Father dead on a floor of blood. Mother...taking a bullet for me. I had tried to dash away,thinking I could get help before it was too late. But before I got shot like I was supposed to,mom took the blow for me. She pushed me out of the way,into the wall. She managed to send me a mental message before her fingers left me.

"I love you."

'How could she?'

Why? Why would she had done that? Surely she would've known better. Such foolish act,costing her life. It's my fault. I never truly realized that until later. Had I actually learned and practice to mastered my powers to the full then,I could have saved them both. Anyone I touch can have their particles split as well. Yeah...that's a life saver,isn't it? Not when possessed by a pathetic weakling of a meer boy. How could she love me for letting her die? Now I was in the back of a moving police car. You may wonder why I of all people would be there,well they knew who we were. Turns out my mom's files have been investigated for quite some time now. She was seen as a threat,now that they saw who we were and what we did,I the survivor would be taken to get my powers taken away.

"Hey kid!" I hear one of the police say.

I lean up with a yelp,only to be met with a throbbing pain in my head. "W-where am I?" I ask shuddering against the leather seat. "Where are we going?" Tears were streaming down my face.

"Calm down kid." Said the cop in the passenger's seat. "We're just taking you to the station right quick."

"W-why? I didn't do anything wrong! I swear!" I whimper.

"It's ok. We know that." He said trying to calm me down with a smile. "You're just going to meet a medic who's waiting for you."

I examine myself for injuries but found none,other than the slight bump on my head. "But nothing's wrong with me. I'm ok,look." I said while spreading my arms out.

"Yes but um...you're sick." He told me.

"Sick? How can I be sick?" I ask now confused. "I'm fine,I feel fine."

"Yes but you see...your mother was sick. And there's a high chance you were born with her...sickness."

It was then I knew by his bad lying that it wasn't really a sickness he was talking about. How dare he? He dared call our power a sickness? A curse perhaps yes,but certainly not a sickness.

"Everything will be ok." The cop says. "You will soon be cured."

This enraged me to the boiling point. "Y-your lying!" I yell. "There is nothing wrong with me!"

"Kid calm down. Everything will b-"

"No! Your wrong! Nothing will be alright!" I say as my grey clenched fists began to slowly mist away. "Think what you want,but you'll never change me!"

I close my eyes,quickly splitting my particles and the moving car passed right through me. Knowing the car would pull over and they would come looking for me,I gather up my misty self and let the air take me away. This was a huge struggle to pull off,I could never truly do this with success unless I was angered. I watched the two cops walk around the street with flashlights looking for me,but it would be nearly impossible to see me. The dark night sky hid me well. I could have just traveled back home and form back to my normal body,but on my there a thought struck me. What good would it do? If I go back,then who's to say I wont be sent to a foster family who will make sure I get that vaccine? Have my powers taken away before I even learn them correctly? No,it wont turn out that way!

I don't know if it makes sense or even matter,but I tend to smell things that have long left. I guess like a dog would,although I'm not one obviously. I went through the house walls and made my way through the kitchen,that's where the most gun powder would be found. It was kind of disturbing to see that my house was border by some yellow crime scene tape,and to see the outline of my dead parents on the floor. Sure it was just an outline and the real bodies weren't there anymore,but...well you get what I mean,right? I take a huge whiff of gunpowder in my nose and began my journey in finding my targets. Hm...funny,I've never had a target till then. As my particles made their way to its destination,my craving for violence began to scare me a little. But I didn't care,I just went on ahead,ignoring my energy running low due to me going out of my usual power limit.

I stood beside a tall thick tree in the night staring at the house in front of me,I had stared at it for hours. Making sure that everyone would be asleep. Turns out these people lived pretty far away,basically out of town,but I made it thanks to gunpowder,gasoline,fur,and cigarette smoke. I also managed to gather a few supplies to help with my mission. I was going to make them pay! They would all pay for what they have done! All it took was a few boards and nails to the doors and windows. Some splashes of gasoline,a match,and a sprint for cover.

I looked down at that burning house from a distant hiding spot,what a sight it was.

"Shade...hm,the day Shade wasn't scared to use his powers...Shade? No...I will not be addressed to as that. I am not to be considered as such. No longer shall I be shade. I am Darkness...For all I bring is darkness. Yes...that's what I have become. Brace yourself,I'll bring back the pain that you've for so long have been running from...consider this a gift...from me to you. "

The smoke,the blazing flames,the guilty pleasure...They tried to escape,you can count on that. But they didn't,one pounded on the door,the other managed to break through the glass of the window,only to fall on the ground covered in flames. I don't know where the third one was,but he was good as dead too. Their screams of bloody agony and pain filled my ears,it was so sickening and wrong...It was fun and a joy. I watched and waited,I waited for someone to see the blazing fire in the night,and call for help. I had to make sure these guys were no more. It took awhile,but they came. This fire truck and ambulance came,along with a cop car. When the fire was put out,they got the people out of the house. I counted the bodies they took with them,just to make sure my targets were gone. One passed...two...then three. I creeped closer and saw them be put in these black sack looking things.

'Perfect.'

Just when I was about to leave,I heard one of the police officers say "Well! It looks as though we finally caught them! Dead though."

"Hmm..true but lets not forget about the other one." Said another officer.

'What?' I turn back around and listen for more.

"Well he wont come back now. Whoever murdered these three,just left a red flag for him." The officer said. "This just gave us a major setback,and to think we were so close to catching all four of them at once."

In a way,yes I did feel bad for ruining a well ordered plan. But then again...that just gave me another target to aim for.

'Wait! What am I thinking? No way I can do this again! Such a horrid habit...for a good cause.' I smirked to myself as I turned back into a mist cloud and wandered away into the night.

However,how could I do this? I mean,I was only ten after all. This was crazy,what was I thinking? I couldn't possibly pull this off. This was bigger than me,I needed someone who could help. Someone with experience when it came to catching bad guys. Someone who wasn't afraid. Then it hit me. I remembered that once I needed to do a research paper on heros,kind of like an extra credit grade I needed. Yes even as homeschooled I needed to keep my grades up,mom made sure of that. Dad had let me use the laptop to look people up,I learned a lot about each hero,but there was one that got my attention the most...

"I need Sonic the hedgehog."

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Well hope you guys are actually liking this,and sorry if there are a few mistakes here and there. I REALLY couldn't help it this time,no really! I got a GALAXY tab 2,and I've been typing my stories on that due to some...issues,heh heh. And it's kinda hard,there's a few glitches when it comes to typing for some reason,but I'll soon be buying an attachable keyboard for it to make typing stories a little more smoother and less stressful. Yep. =)