A … pee tube? I didn’t know the technical term for it, but I’m pretty sure you don’t get one unless something goes really wrong for a long period of time. An IV? A sharp tug and a look under the blanket showed me another tube, leading to a bag hanging off the side of the bed. Sliding up into a sitting position I felt something tug painfully at my elbow. Looking over the side of the bed I saw a…. The room was dark, quiet except for a regular beeping noise. On the ground, Taylor Hebert lay unmoving while inside of her the lightning began to spark. Sophia took out her cell phone and dialed 911. “Look at that, even God thinks you’re a fucking waste.”Īs tempting as just walking away was, there were witnesses around. She watched as Hebert was blown out of her shoes, flying back about 10 feet through the air before hitting the ground in a heap and not moving. Out of the clear blue sky a bolt of lightning came down and blasted the girl. Sophia couldn’t help but laugh at the image.Īnd now the girl was getting up, looking for all the world like she was going to stop and beg. As she ran through the possibilities Hebert proved what a klutz she was by tripping on a curb. The more distance from the school the better really. Not sure what she would do when she caught her, she didn’t run as fast as she could. Sophia ran after the waste of space that was her and Emma’s project. “Fucking Hebert, I’m going to fuck you up.” Though the sky was clear, the air brisk, there was a flash of light, an intense heat, a feeling of explosion. Getting to my feet, realizing that even the slim hope I had of getting away was now gone, I thought I would try pleading. I tripped over the curb and hit the ground. Panting I faced forward and opened up the last of my reserve until Shit, she stopped to throw up and was still gaining on me. Yep, Sophia clearly had vomit on her shirt. I braved a look over my shoulder as I cleared the school parking lot. The fact that she hadn’t already caught me was either a miracle, or the mess in my locker had made her sicker than I thought. Quantum foam surged and frothed before space itself…. In the distant space through which the shard began to fall reality vibrated. In the infinite of existence, there are always more elsewheres. Drifting through the void measurements are made. For the first time in my life I think I understood what it looked like when someone has murder in their eyes. She looked down at her hands, then turned to look at me. For her part, Sophia was pulling herself from the locker, rotten…. Emma gasping, Maddison making a little I’m-not-sure-if-I should-be-laughing titter, the teeming masses of students who had stopped to see the spectacle resuming their trek towards class. The unearthly quality that had been surrounding me broke. I turned to look behind me and had a half second to react, jumping to my left as Sophia rushed past be, head first into the locker. I think I was a moment away from losing it when I noticed the noise around me drop… never a good sign. I stood there dumbstruck, something about the sight just refused to make sense. Opening the door to my locker I was hit in the face by it, a rancid stench that made my eyes water and bile rise up in my throat. Still, considering how easy things have been since winter break, I guess I’m not as vigilant as I used to be. While everything will be explained in time, if you feel left out of the loop, please feel free to google “Speed Force.” Velocity will be found crying in the corner. Butterflies happen.Ī note: Worm is Wildbow's and likewise, all other property/s belong to their respective owners. This is a sort-of DC cross over, in that I am taking a well established DC concept and character archetype and letting it have its way with the QA shard. As the title implies, lightning is involved. In this story our protagonist takes a slightly different path. Welcome to “Ride the Lightning”, my first attempt at Worm fan fiction and the first writing project I’ve given myself in several years.
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