Powerful

3Days

I couldn't believe my ears. A lady said she's going to kill Jones. Something in the back of my mind told me that it was Rosalin talking, but I dismissed that thought right away. It was in the back if my mind for a reason. So I don't think about it and believe it. I thought it could have been another clone that got away.
I sat on the edge of my bed and began to think of all the places Jones could have been taken. He had to still be here in the city. You don't have time to think, go find him! For some reason I was pressuring myself to find him. The guy is still pissed at me. I was probably the last person he wanted to see. Maybe someone else will rescue him I thought. No matter, he was still my best friend and I needed to find him.
I got my lazy ass out of bed and flew out my window. I was flying all around the city. I searched inside cars, buildings, people's homes, and I came up empty. The weird thing was, no one even knew who Jones was! My last two options were to go to the police station and to his house. If he wasn't in these two places, or if they didn't know anything, then Jones would be lost forever.
I flew to the office to ask our chief if he knew anything about Jones. "Hey, boss Richard?" I called out his name. "I'm in here Jacob, what can I do you for?" He replied back. I walked to the room where I heard his voice coming from. He was sitting in a new all black leather chair. It matched his leather coat exactly. The boss was a old Arabian man with a love for Chinese women. It was very odd. He was tall and slender, but very fit for his age and size. I believe he trained his body in some way. He always had these little catchphrases and stuff.
"So what can I do you for skiddly whipper?" He said smiling. Another one of his old man phrases. "Have you seen or heard from Jones?" I asked him. His face twisted to form an expression of confusion. "Jones...who's that?" Who is Jones? Your right hand man! I could tell that he really didn't know who Jones was. I didn't have time to tell him all the details so I just left it alone. "Never mind boss." I told him sadly.
I turned and walked out the room discouraged. I didn't comprehend how no one knew who Jones was. Jones loved this city, he loved his job, he admired the boss more than anyone. Why didn't anyone remember him? The only place left that I could check was Jones house. I was very hopefully that there would be some kind of insight leading to his whereabouts.
Once I walked out the station, there was a high speed car chase going on. By the looks of the car, and the person driving,I already knew that the cops weren't going to be able to catch them. That's where I come in. I quickly sprung into action. I began flying behind the car and shortly flew up to the drivers side window. He tried to hit me with his car. The nerve of some people! I used my magnetism ability and stopped his car. I picked it up of the ground and shut down its whole system.
"You're under arrest for-." I stopped my sentence and noticed the guy began panicking. "Sir just stop its no use." I told him. He tried to open the door, but I used my powers and close it back. Then he broke the window and jumped out, falling about 30ft towards the ground. I sighed and flew down and grabbed him. When I set him on the ground he ran away yelling "It's the blue devil!" The cops showed up and saw me holding the car up and floating in the air. Out of nowhere, they began to shoot at me! One even called for backup. I quickly dropped the car and flew off to Jones house. I could see random civilians running away from me.
What was that about? The blue devil? Everyone already knows me. They gave me my own name, Jacob the Electric. I'm the hero of this city! Why would anyone run away when I saved them countless times? All these questions were going through my head. As I entered Jones house,I felt a breeze of guilt rush over me. I shouldn't be here. Not after yelling at him like that. I began looking around for clues to his whereabouts. I turned on the news just to stay up to speed. I couldn't believe my eyes and ears.
"The Blue Devil has shown his face downtown. He was holding up a car ready to throw it at a few pedestrians. That evil villain even threw a man out of his own car." The reporter said. What is going on! How could the people see me as a devil was a question I kept asking myself. I suddenly got a bright idea.
I ran to the new training spot Jones let me use. His one million dollar underground bunker. When I entered, the place was a mess. There were papers all over the place, food scraps, used tissues and empty lotion bottles which was disgusting. I could see broken chairs,a flipped over couch, even a few beer bottles. Only one place was clean as a whistle and that was his desk. When I walked over to his desk,I saw a map with a city circled around it. There was also a note saying, "My new home." I think I did it. Jones is in Latues City about four hours away. I'm on my way buddy.
As I was walking out the bunker,I slipped in some spilled beer and fell. My face landed on one of his tissues, which stuck to my face. Great, what a good way to go rescue my friend.