The Super 4 : Dark Death

  Jake

  VI

  I won’t deny it gave me a bit of pleasure to of hurt Harrison like that. I probably should've been worried, but he was only unconscious for about five seconds, before he melted into the earth. Plus he was a huge jerk!

  The next thing I knew Harrison had lifted me into the sky. I hated the thought of being alone with my new nemesis, but luckily Carly had been watching the whole thing and assaulted Harrison with a vicious army of water balls.

  Harrison evaporated all the water, but not before dropping me on the ground on my rear end.

  Luckily we were only a few feet up, but that didn’t mean it didn’t hurt.

  As I howled silently, I lost control of my force field and Darryl extended an arm and latched his hand onto a tree branch and swung away.

  I sped after him but he was perched on top of a tall tree and I didn’t fancy heights that much, so I simply used my force field to push me up of the ground to the top of the tree.

  I was still scared of heights but at least I was safer than I would’ve been surrounded by my light blue force field.

  As I approached him I started wondering whether I could shoot mini force fields at him that would push him backwards and possibly seek refuge on the solid ground.

  I had only shot a few mini force fields at him that pushed him back a lot, before I felt something wrap around my waist. I wasn’t sure whether I could shoot force fields while in the safety of my own, but I decided not to try in case I made some noise to give away my position.

  Harrison grabbed hold of me and started flying. Up there I had a panic attack and my mind went blank. I started screaming like a little girl. Harrison found that absolutely hilarious and doubled over laughing. I used that as an opportunity to get away and untangled myself from Harrison’s loosening grip. I fell towards the earth in my force field which I had artistically shaped to look like a rocket.

  As soon as I had planted my foot on the ground I was gone.

  I knew I could go even faster than that. I didn’t know how I knew. I just did.

  I raced to my house and didn’t slow down until I had reached my doorstep. I casually walked in, said hi to Mum and walked quickly down the steps to my basement room.

  Like I said, I don’t like heights.

  I collapsed as soon as I made sure my door was locked. I hated my life! And I hated Harrison even more!

  I awoke roughly two hours later, with a loud pounding noise coming from upstairs. “What?” I said groggily, as I attempted to remove the sleep from my eyes.

  “Jake! Dinner’s ready!” The sound of my sister’s voice immediately woke me up. And it made me annoyed at her.

  Groaning I stepped out of my bed, “Coming!” I yelled. Suddenly the events that had happened in the past few hours came rushing back to me. The last thing I remembered was lying on my bed, screaming in fury.

  I wanted to be angry, but I was just too tired.

  I slowly made my way to the dining room. At the head of the long, highly polished glass table, my appalling nurse sat.

  She, or as I call her, the beast, was wrongly named Madame Blaise, instead of Madame Brute, which meant beast.

  I choked back a choke of disgust, as I saw her huge mole, looking bigger than ever, on the bridge of her nose.

  “Good evening, Beast- err… Madame Blaise.” I said dramatically, biting back the urge to bow. “What’s for dinner?”

  “Pea soup!”

  I bit back the vomit that I felt rising up my throat, as Madame Blaise ladled some of the horrible vomit-looking concoction into a bowl, before placing it in front of me with a two slices of bread.

  My sister immediately scooped up some of the vile soup with her bread and placed it inside her mouth.

  “Yum!” She said dramatically.

  I choked and examined the thick, goopy liquid. I then went into hyper-speed mode and raced outside to dump the entire contents into the Dumpster. By the time I got back into my seat it seemed like everyone was frozen in time. I waited for my body to settle into normal time again.

  I then spread butter on my bread and made a big show of swiping it along the bottom of my bowl, before masking the smirk that appeared on my face into a look of absolute surprise. “Oh!” I said loudly, “It’s all gone! What a shame! Now may I be excused?”

  Hours later I came out of my room at the sound of footsteps. I opened the door and walked into the sitting room. My parents were sitting on the couch with a big bag of chips and a bowl of salsa.

  I was starving so I walked into the room and announced my presence.

  “Hey Mom, hey Dad! Wassup?”

  “Hey son!” Dad boomed.

  “Hey Jake.” was the feebler response that was emitted from my mother.

  “So,” I said, eyeing the bag of chips. “You gonna finish those chips?

  Mom said, “They’re all yours!”

  Those were the words I was waiting for. I pounced on the chips and salsa. “So.” I said between munches, “How was your day? Great salsa by the way!”

  “It was fine.” Mom said, her eyes on the large screen T.V. that was showing a program about top models.

  Now you see, my parents aren’t really your normal Bob and Kate kind of people. Mom was a former model and actress who owns the largest fashion whatever in the world. With her long blond hair and blue-grey eyes, she sure made heads turn. Dad on the other hand was a world-known soccer player with light brown hair and green eyes. They met at this celebrity party thingy-majig. I don’t know all the details or maybe I do, but the main idea was mushy mushy, kissy kissy kind of stuff. And I’m not that big on all that lovey-dovey nonsense. Anyway one thing led to another and here we are.

  At that point Jane barged into the room. Can you believe it? Jake and Jane? Double J’s. I don’t know what my parents were thinking when they decided my sister and I should have the same sounding name. We were identical in every way. Same blond hair, same nose, even the same ears! Everything about us was identical except that, while my eyes were a dark emerald, hers were sky blue. That, and her being just a tiny bit taller than me.

  “Mom!” She complained. “You promised I could go swimming!”

  You see, while I’m great at basketball and football, my sister excels at swimming and soccer.

  Both our rooms are equally decorated in a myriad of first and second-place trophies, certificates, medals and ribbons. The only difference is that in addition to all her sports trophies she also had plaques and awards of academic achievement. That makes my bratty, little sister a little perfect angel. Ugh!

  “Okay honey let me just rest for five minutes.” was mom’s tired response.

  “Fine!” called Jane loudly as she stormed up the stairs, a scowl fixed on her face.

  Meanwhile, I sneaked out of the room, with the salsa and chips in hand, and headed to my bedroom. I silently thanked God for helping me convince my parents that a soundproof door would help with studying. This meant that I wouldn’t hear them yelling and they couldn’t blame me.

  Now you may be wondering how come I heard footsteps and my sister’s voice. Well wonder no more! It appeared that I had gained a super hearing and vision! Either that or my room isn’t as soundproof as I thought!

  But one thing I knew for sure was that everything was louder and brighter.

  I could hear my sister on the phone complaining to her best friend Rachel, a gossipy slob. I hated her.

  I could even make out the individual strands of hair on my comb.

  I lay on my bed pondering these new powers. Unconsciously I ran my hand through my mop of hair. I wished I could talk to someone about these newfound powers. But since even the thought of Harrison brought bile to my throat I didn’t exactly have a lot of options.

  I narrowed the list down to those who had and knew about powers. That left Darryl and Carly. I decided against Darryl as the kid kind of freaked me out with his big brain. And that was before he got super smart. That left Carly. At first
I was like no! Not her! You just tried to ask her out you idiot! Then I realized that she never knew that I’d been about to ask her out. I tenderly grabbed my phone and called Carly. After a long time she picked up. “Hey Jake!’ She said. I let go of the breath I hadn’t realized I was holding.

  “H-hey Carly.” I silently cursed myself for my voice sounding so high-pitched and shaky.

  “Is everything okay?” She asked. I could clearly hear the concern in her voice.

  “Yeah! Why wouldn’t it be?” I responded.

  “Okay?” She said uncertain.

  “I just wanted to let you know that I discovered a new set of powers.”

  “Really?” She couldn’t keep the tone of jealousy out of her voice.

  “Yah! I have some lamo power of super vision and hearing.”

  “Oh. Well, uh…bye?”

  “Bye.” I replied.

  To sum it all up I didn’t feel any better. In fact if anything I felt a lot worse!