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Electro Static [1] Discover the Power
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 Created on 4-19-08
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DNA is an amazing thing. It manipulates everything about us: Our looks, our personalities, and anything that one can think of. And yet, DNA is only a long sequence of 4 letters: G, A, T, and C. Sometimes, this sequence creates a special gene. A gene that stands out, that makes one rise up above the rest. And, under extremely rare sequences, one can achieve what others thought to be impossible. These people are known as "Genetons", and each one has one or more special ability. It is these beings that change the world.
"Whatever you do, don't stick your finger in an electric socket." That's what people have always told me, ever since I was 2. They would say, "You'll get electricuted if you do." Well, when I was 3, I found out that I was the acception to this rule. When I stick my finger in an electric socket, well, I just hope you have a candle and matches with you. You'll need them.
Here's what happened: When I was 3, I began to question whether I would REALLY get electricuted if I stuck my finger in the electric socket. Like the dumb and curious 3 year old that I was, I decided to find out for myself: I stuck my finger in the electric socket. Next thing I know, the lights go out, the TV shuts off, and I hear my dad ask from the computer room, "Hey! Who shut off the computer?" Cool, huh? One look outside indicated that the entire city had been effected. "Wow." Was all I was able to say.
When I was 4, something else cool happened. I figured out that I could create small sparks of electricity pop in front of my right index finger. Needless to say, I became very fun to have at 4th of July parties. As I went on in life, I realized that I could make the sparks appear farther out. I now have a range of about 5 inches.
All my life I've wondered how all these things came about. Why do I have these powers? What purpose do they serve? For the moment, all I can do is shrug, say, "Well, it works, and that's all I know." and move on. I also wonder what other strange powers I might possess.
Hold up, I haven't even told you my name! Just call me Will, or William, or whatever. Its all good. Sometimes, my friends call me Ness, after that video game character, but usually it's just Will. I'm 13 right now, going to be 14 in June. Am I rambling too much? Let's get on with the story.
Beep beep beep. Beep beep beep. I pressed the button on my alarm clock and slowly crawled out of bed. I yawned, waited a minute to adjust to the light, and then put on my usual outfit: Slacks, a button up shirt, unbuttoned of course, and an orange "Are We There Yet?" T-shirt underneath. Honestly, I don't know that much about style. I don't know whether what I'm wearing is 'stylish' or not, so I just wear the usual. I then headed downstairs, and ate the bacon and pancakes that my mom had left for me on the counter. She wasn't home, so I figured she was walking with her friend, Emy. After eating, I walked outside and began walking to my school, BASIS Tucson High.
Like always, whenever I came to a stop, I used my powers to manipulate the traffic lights so they were all red, accept for the light that told me to go. Having electric abilities has its perks. I'm surprised that people aren't smart enough to know when it's their turn to go without a traffic light to tell them, but hey, it works out in my favor.
After 20 minutes, I arrived at my school. "Here goes another day in prison." I said. I kid you not, the place is like a prison. There are hardly any windows, and the only windows they have are either barred or covered with paper. But, it was a good school. Small, which I like. Also, the curriculum is ahead of most schools, so it isn't a total snores fest, seeing as there's almost ALWAYS something interesting going on. BASIS has a lot of nick names: Hell, Prison, The Weird Person Convention, etc. I kid you not, BASIS is like a refuge for all the strange people on the planet. It's hilarious most of the time.
"Now class, who can tell me what the rate of acceleration due to gravity is?" Mr. Kamolov (or Mr. K) asked. He's a physics teacher, and since today was tuesday, we had physics first. Jacqui, Arianna and I were the only ones with our hands up. "Come on guys." Mr. K said. "But Mr. Kamalov! We covered this last week! How are we supposed to remember?" Danny Natolie (or YELLA!!!) asked. "C'mon, Danny, you should be able to remember this!" I exclaimed. Mr. K still wasn't picking on any of us. I made a spark. "Fine, Will. What is the rate of acceleration due to gravity?" "9.8 meters per second squared. It's 8 syllables, guys. How can you not remember 8 syllables?" I asked. "Your just a nerd." Danny said. "Yeah well, you're just YELLA!!!" I replied. "I'm not yellow!" "Yeah, Danny, you're yella." Tanner and Jose said. "No I'm not!" Yella said. "Shut up Yella. We all know that you're yella." Shelby (or Bunny Butters) replied. "Shut up Bunny Butters." Danny said. "WHAT IS IT WITH YOU PEOPLE AND CALLING ME A BUNNY?!?" Shelby asked. "Bunny in a blender." Tanner muttered under his breath. "Dori, I hate you." Shelby said. Dori was the one who gave him the nickname 'Bunny Butters' in the first place. "Guys, knock it off. Now, who knows what Coulomb's Constant is?" Mr. K asked. Again, only Jacqui, Arianna and I knew. Spark. Mr. K sighed, and said, "Fine..." "9 times 10 to the ninth power!" I exclaimed. "What?" Danny asked. "9 billion." I clarified. Shelby turned to face me, as always. "Look away, Shelby." I said. "No." He replied. He ALWAYS does this. I would have asked, "Why don't you bother your gay lover, Yosef?" They aren't really gay, they just act like it to annoy people and freak them out. They've already driven away 3 teachers and 5 students in less than a year.
The reason why I didn't get to ask him that is that the roof was no longer above our heads. There was a giant lizard outside, and he was licking his chops. In an instant, I was the only one still in the building. The lizard grabbed me by the waist and lifted me up. Zaaaap! I shocked his hand, and he dropped me outside. It roared at me, and I zapped its toung. It jumped away. "I'm like a 9 volt battery. Not wise to lick one of those." I said to it, wagging my finger and creating sparks. It lifted one of its legs, and I ran to avoid being squashed. It chased me and roared. "Note to self: Do not stay in one place when a giant lizard attacks. RUUUUN!!!" I shouted. People were screaming and running as the monster ran through the city and knocked over buildings with its tail. It started catching up to me, so I tried a different tactic.
I stopped at the next traffic light and gripped it in my hands. The lizard knelt down to bite me, and hit its head on the pole in the process. I then zapped the pole with all my might, and the creature passed out. "Anyone wanna help me out here?!?" I asked, seeing as the creature's head had fallen on top of me. "Here, take my hand." A kid said, putting his hand in front of my face. I recognized him as the new kid, Erik, that came to school that day. I took his hand, and he dragged me out from underneath the Lizard's skin. It was actually not a lizard: More like an amphibean, because instead of scales, it had slick and slippery skin. "Thanks." I said. "So, how'd you knock out that lizard, anyways?" Erik asked. "Its a special ability of mine. I can slightly manipulate electricity. I zapped it as hard as I could, and it passed out." I explained. "Oh, electric powers? Then I suppose this won't shock you a bit. No pun intended." He said. He gripped the traffic pole, and suddenly, we were in a house!
"How'd you do that?!?" I asked. "I turned us both into electricity adn we travelled along the wires that connect everything in the city. I thought you had electric powers?" Erik asked. "Well, yeah, but nothing like that! I can make sparks and manipulate electrical stuff, not do what you just did!" I exclaimed, still in utter shock. "By any chance, do you know how any of this actually works?" Erik asked. "Sorry, I've been trying to figure that out all my life." I replied.
Just then, a big, black, furry dog ran into the room. "Oh, hi Sydney! Come here, girl!" Erik exclaimed, kneeling down and opening his arms. The dog ran into his arms. "So, what are we gonna do about that lizard?" I asked. "Kill it of course!" Erik exclaimed. "Yeah, besides the obvious. HOW do we kill it?" I asked. "Uh...."
To be continued...
**Author's note: Sorry I have a lot of boring details! It goes against my usual style of writing, but I'm trying my best! Let me know if I should continue on like this or go back to my other style of writing, ok?**
Comments
Please Login to post comments| On July 3rd 2008 FirePrncsssKai Said : | |
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cool. haha, srry i havent commented a lot lately, i forgot about testriffic until just now. lol, good job on this. i like it ^^ |
| On April 22nd 2008 xHickChick789x Said : | |
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haha interesting... |
| On April 21st 2008 piratesrule78 Said : | |
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really good kmp |
| On April 20th 2008 unreal1298 Said : | |
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FINISH THE SENTENCE GOSH DANGIT!!!!1 on to the next one |
| On April 19th 2008 Slackee Said : | |
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Cool! Kmp! |
| On April 19th 2008 sadee309 Said : | |
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lol kmp |
| On April 19th 2008 xashleyrosex Said : | |
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this is clever lol and i like the details |
| On April 19th 2008 williamscott7 Said : | |
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And yes, that actually is a typical school day at BASIS Tucson, subtract the sparks and lizard. I didn't change a single name. |
