Jumping Through Worlds

Chapter 1

(c) Ally Smith 2014

Prologue
Cindy's POV
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The wind was whipping my hair hard, while I soared through the wind. The icy coldness covered my arms and legs, shivers ran through my body. This feeling was everything to me, the feeling of flying.

The sky was my home. It was where I felt safe and free.

Blonde curls covered my face, but I brushed them off quickly. I had to concentrate on what I was doing, what I had to do.

With a thud, I landed on the school building.

"You'll never make it, Thurle," I yelled over the loud noises of Mother Nature herself. "You'll never get away with it."

Thurle turned around sharply and let out a small laugh, the kind that sends shivers through your body. "I think I already have princess."

I looked down into the window of the building, saw the orange and red flames. It was too late.

"Turn them of Thurle, maybe someone still survived. You can't do this! They're young!"

"Yes yes they are young," he replied and looked down through the window. "Guess it's good I don't give a damn."

I leapt up into the air, pounced onto the green monster. He fell to the ground from the impact, but got up fast, fuming. He took a swing at me, but I managed to fly up in time, just as his fist flew right onto my left ankle.

The pain soared through my body. It must've broke, I thought. The pain was too much to be minor.

I fell to the ground, and banged my head against the concrete. The flames were next to me, heating up my body from the coldness of the night.

Just when I thought I had failed, my dad, the mighty Harris, soared down from the sky to my rescue. I don't know what happened, I blacked out. But all I remember was Thurle falling into the fire, and the warmth disappearing.
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"Cindy, what were you thinking out there? You could've gotten killed!" the mighty Harris screamed at me.

"Dad, I mean... Sir... I just wanted to prove to you and mum that I could do it. That I could be like you."

"You are 15 years old Cindy, that is nonsense. You don't go out there defeating evil until you are at least 16 years old. Even then it's early. I say we make you wait till 18, you are clearly not even close to ready yet."

I stared at him in shock. Waiting till I'm 18? There is no way that is going to happen.

"I am not waiting 3 more years for this, I've trained way too hard. I am ready, I just need a little more practice with my jumps that's all and..."

"EXCUSES!" he screamed, so it echoed through the room. The mighty Harris walked towards me and bent down so we were eye level. He narrowed his eyes and shook his head. "18, Cindy."

"That's not fair!!!!" I yelled and pushed on his chest. He didn't budge. "You can't decide that for me, I can be a hero like you, I can! You will see, mum will see too."

With that, I jumped off the wooden chair located around the kitchen table. I ran up the stairs to the second floor, but didn't stop there. I ran the next flight of stairs and out onto the roof.

What I needed was wind. I needed the cool breeze to let my mind run free and relax. I needed the force of it in my face.

It took me into a trance nothing else could. I thought back to the rooftop. If I hadn't been hit, maybe some of the children could've still survived.

If I hadn't waited so long to attack him.

If I hadn't been a coward.