"She's not a normal human- she's a superhuman. Engineered, you could say. Faster, stronger, smarter. Better hearing, vision, smell. She could run to Japan, to and from in ten seconds. She could pick up the entire school. She could probably even calc...
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Electra closed her eyes, ready to teleport, but the voice chuckled.
She concentrated harder and clicked her teleport button, then opened her eyes.
Nothing.
"What did you do?" She gasped.
"Magic."
She rolled her eyes.
"I mean, how did you stop me?"
"Magic," he said, firmer this time.
Electra slowly turned, knowing she wasn't getting herself out of this.
"Hello there," Tom Riddle said with a smirk.
"Let me go," she growled.
Tom let out an emotionless laugh.
"Yeah, okay. Like it'd be that easy. You have the Winchester on you, you're not going anywhere."
"What do you want with him?" She asked, bewildered.
Tom rolled his eyes and sighed.
"He took part in making you, therefore he knows how to destroy you. Sadly, he had a very high pain tolerance. Or maybe he just didn't want to tell me. He didn't crack under my torture, lucky for you. But he will, sometime."
Electra willed her super speed, yet that didn't work either.
"I thought you understood, Electra?" He said in mock disappointment, "your little robot powers don't work here. An ancient spell, but it worked. I had to go to extreme lengths to get it."
"Then how'd I get in?"
"It's supposed to keep things from getting out. Not in. I knew once you got hear of the fact that one of your creators was captured, poor thing, you'd come running."
Electra clenched her jaw. She let her weakness for her creators get to her, and now they were both in danger.
She set Sam lightly on the ground, getting ready to fight. She would probably hate herself for it later but decided it was worth it.
Tom raised an eyebrow at her. Was she actually going to try to fight him?
Although he was almost never fair, he put his wand down and raised his fists. If she wanted a fist fight, she would get it.
Little did he know it was just a distraction as Sam let out a quiet groan and got up slowly. Electra snuck a small wink to him, nodding to the exit. He looked at her worriedly, but she gave him the worst glare, so he just nodded, staring at her in pity.
