Powers and Phobias Series: Book One: The First Flight

Chapter Thirty Seven: I'm guessing you recognise me now...

Mr Morrison's point of view

I walk into the mayors office with Barney as Bates waits outside.

The mayor looks up at me confused, "who are you?".

I lock the door behind me and Barney and walk over to his desk and sit in the chair opposite it.

"your receptionist took an early lunch break", I say picking a pencil out of his pencil pot on his desk.

"that didn't answer my question...", he says snatching the pencil out of my hand, "who are you?", he asks again.

"a concerned citizen..." I say leaning back in the chair."...see I'm concerned about how many people you let commit crimes because they were close to you... friends... family...

... a nephew..." I say standing up now and leaning on my hands in the desk out in front of me.

A shocked look falls over the Mayor reaches for a button that sets off a silent alarm and contacts the police... but I stopped it before he reaches it...

The Mayor looks up at me confused and frightened.

I lean further on the table, closer to the Mayor "I'm guessing you recognise me now..."

He mumbles something quietly... but manage to hear him. "your wife..."

I slam my hand angrily on the desk, "her name was Anna, and your nephew killed her".

"it was an accident...", he says voice shaky.

"no... no... it wasn't... it was murder...", I say standing back up straight.

"no... my nephew was drunk, he didn't mean to hit you wife's car", the mayor says trembling.

"ANNA!!!...", I yell..., "her name was Anna".

"sorry, he didn't mean to hit Anna's car", still seeming terrified.

"see the thing is I got a look at your nephews blood alcohol level for that night, it was recorded after he was treated for minor wounds in the crash... he hadn't drunk anything... no alcohol that night... so tell again how he was drunk driving?" I said with an eyebrow raised and my arms crossed.

"how did you get the doctors report?", he asked strangely calm.

"I have my ways of convincing people... controlling you might say!", I said sitting back down in the chair.

"controlling?", the Mayor asks leaning back in his chair.

"yes... yes... get there quicker..." I say waving his hand in a circular motion

"your The Controller...." his eyes widen as he speaks.

"yes, there we go... you got there in the end..." I say sounding sarcastic.

"what do you want?"... he says dropping his frightened act and making a stern face.

So I drop my contol over his hand and he moves his hand away from the button and onto his desk. Not like anyone would answer the alarm anyway...

"oooo there we go... that's more like it... Mackie... can I call your Mackie...", I say with a grin.

"no", he says crossing his arms.

I ignore his answer, "so Mackie... to answer your question... very simply... I want revenge and information... but mostly revenge..." I say leaning in the chair.

"information about what?", he asked with a raised eyebrow.

I knew he wouldn't tell me voluntarily, so I use my powers, "tell me what you know about P.H.O.B.I.A," I say eyes glowing yellow.

"I... will... NOT..." he says with a hysterical laugh.

I stop my powers... "what?" I ask confused.

His laughing dies down long enough for him to answer, "you really think your circus tricks will work on us?...you can't affect us...".

I stand up from the chair and start walking over to my bee friend in the corner, "well that's good to know...", I say with a chuckle.

I put my hand on Barneys shoulder, "your probably wondering why I brought my friend here...

... do you know who he is?... he was on the news fairly recently...

... but he was wearing something a little BEEcurlier...".

With a genuine frightened look on his face now "Bumblebee!?!?", he says frantically.

"that's right!", I say... Barney looking confused.

"now whatever your thinking... you can't... they'll never let you live... if I die, you die...", he gets more frantic with each word.

Barney looks at me and whispers "why is he afraid of me?".

I whisper back, "he's allergic to bee stings... a few nips from your pals... he's a goner".

His eyes widen as he realised why I brought him here. "I don't want to do that sir... I never signed up to kill anyone".

"don't worry...", I say eyes glowing yellow, "you won't have a choice".

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😬 I got nothing...

Anyway have a great day week month or even a year

Geronimo!
~Kalaga