Symbol Of Hope

The Blur

When Stiles walked into the planet he immediately saw a lot of people running around, obviously, very busy with something that happened last night.

Stiles sat down at his desk and immediately a newspaper was thrown in front of him by Hope,"Now tell me that he isn't real," Hope said smiling.

Stiles looked at the newspaper and his jaw dropped at the sight of it. It was him saving Lizzie, even though his face wasn't visible or anything much else of him, he still knew it was him.

'No, no, no, no, no,' Stiles thought, speed reading the article for the twentieth time,'Caroline's gonna kill me.'

And not even two seconds later his phone started ringing the caller ID saying the blonde best friend.

"I have to take this," Stiles said, going into the soundproof phone booth and answering the phone.

"You know I think I get it now," Caroline said,"You're actually pretty photogenic as long as it doesn't show your face."

"You have your fake cheerful voice," Stiles noticed,"That usually means you're pissed."

"I am way beyond pissed," Caroline growled from the other side of the phone,"I have reached a level of fury that'll make you wish that you had never left that damn prison world."

Stiles winced at the mention of the prison world,"Would you rather I not have saved your daughter?"

"I'm not mad about that," Caroline said,"Take a good look at Lizzie, specifically her hands."

Confused, Stiles looked down at the newspaper at the photo and paled, around her hands there was a golden glow coming from them, like with Josie's when she siphoned from Stiles.

"Oh, shit."

"That's what I said," Caroline said,"I can't get to her fast enough but you have to make sure she burns off all of the power."

"I know, I know," Stiles said, breathing heavily.

"Call a sick day and find my daughter," Caroline growled before hanging up.

Change Of View

Lizzie approached her car hesitantly, putting her hands under it and lifted it high into the air.

"Cool," Lizzie said, laughing as she carefully set the car down.

She wore leggings, running shoes, and a black sports bra. Ever since what happened the night before she was fascinated by what her capabilities were.

Lizzie took off running, wondering how fast she could go.

Cars and people blurred around her as she ran, pushing herself to go faster. When she finally came to a stop she was on the opposite side of Metropolis, and she smiled the whole way there.

She squinted to try and use the Heat vision like she did last night, but she couldn't make it work again.

Lizzie took off running again, and this time she found herself in the desert, the sand flying around as she kicked it up each time she took a step.

As Lizzie continued to run she felt lighter, like all of her weight was being pulled off of her. And out of curiosity she jumped into the air, stretching out her arms in front of her to balance herself. She kept going up, and she wondered how long it would take for her to reach the max height of her jump. Then it occurred to her that she wasn't jumping anymore, she was flying.

She started giggling uncontrollably as she leveled out, flying just under the clouds. She looked down at the world below, noticing how small it looked.