So here is how my week went:
First, the government found the secret facility where they tested radioactive substances.
While carefully draining a giant bat of abandoned liquid, they found my body...somehow still alive, at the bottom. Apparently the chemicals somehow kept me alive. Dont ask me, i have NO idea how.
And i guess some random guy, had followed me, and when i fell in, jumped in after me....what a moron.
When i woke up, all i could do was freak out! My hair had changed, and turned black, my eyes the same slimy green as the liquid i had floated in for 3 years! Now making me 15!
So this is where i am right now:
Pulling an IV from the boys arm, smart right? Like i care. Around me, about seven doctors try and secure me, or give me shots of who knows what. So i punch one....no two, in the face and gather the guy in my arms. Keep in mind, i just woke up, and am a little out of it.
The window was just big enough to get through. Only when i jumped out the window did pure terror grip me. If i had to guess, i was up at least 10 stories.
When i hit the ground, i almost landed on my knees...oh thank you!
Somehow i felt stronger. Around me the buzzing of electricity lured me in, so i tugged on the feeling.
Above me clouds rumbled, and i was struck by lightning. Not only did i walk out of that alive, but fully recharged. Do i need a catchy name? Lightning girl?
Do NOT go there.
As fast as i could, i fled the city.
