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17 Tempestuous Origin Of Mysterio
The figure had light. SpiderGirl and Ninja Talon also had flashlights. The first pipe was easy, as it was mostly dry, but they noticed that there was more water as they continued towards the creek.
“Is he trying to lose us at the Creek?” Ninja Talon asked.
“Probably,” SpiderGirl considered.
‘That makes sense,’ the Shadow thought as she followed along. Just as well her shoes were waterproof. But she wasn’t so sure of SpiderGirl’s suit.
But SpiderGirl had planned for that. She had used waterproof materials in that particular suit. Ten minutes after leaving the vicinity of the WSBC studio, they approached the Creek.
The water was waist deep in the last pipe before the Creek, which made it difficult for them to move quickly.
When they emerged from the pipe into the creek, they saw that the figure had a speedboat waiting. “Quickly!” SpiderGirl told the other two. She shot a web to the boat as it started up.
Ninja Talon and the Shadow both fired their grapple guns. Both lines held as the boat speed off.
“Is this a good idea?” the Shadow asked as the figure went downstream, towards the lake.
“Not really,” SpiderGirl admitted. “But we’re coming up to the Jefferson Bridge.”
“You’re going to web the bridge?” the Shadow asked.
“Yes!” SpiderGirl said.
“Good idea,” Ninja Talon said.
They approached the bridge a half minute later. SpiderGirl shot webs to the road deck and to two of the pylons as they approached. “Be ready to hold on!” she said.
The other two nodded.
As they passed beneath the bridge, SpiderGirl shot more webs and signalled the other two. They retracted their grapples and held onto their superpowered team member. She then swung up onto the bridge. She shot more webs at the boat once they were on the bridge. That happened in less than five seconds. The boat stopped on the water, although the engines were still running at full throttle.
“Did it work?” Ninja Talon asked.
A green mist appeared on the boat.
“What?” SpiderGirl asked. “Get down!”
They hit the pavement of the walkway, with the Shadow holding a camera out over the edge. “He’s gone,” she said.
“What?” SpiderGirl asked. “Wait… I heard him go as we got down.”
“An illusion?” Ninja Talon asked.
“Most likely,” the Shadow said. She looked downstream. “He could be anywhere.”
SpiderGirl and Ninja Talon waited until several minutes after the Shadow had gone before swinging below the bridge to their spot and unmasking.
“So, you think it’s Beck, given the illusion?” Brittany asked.
“It certainly makes him a suspect, but I haven’t seen his special effects yet,” Quinn answered.
“I guess we will have to wait until Friday.”
“I doubt we have that long.”
“Tomorrow night is the dress rehearsal. Maybe Daria will want to see the effects that he has come up with then,” Brittany said.
“Maybe.”
“But in the meantime, all we know is that he might be holding the critics between here and the lake.”
“That’s still not much to go on,” Quinn said.
Brittany nodded.
They stood there in silence for a while before Quinn headed off to the Historia for her shift in the café and Brittany began a patrol before dinner.
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The figure had light. SpiderGirl and Ninja Talon also had flashlights. The first pipe was easy, as it was mostly dry, but they noticed that there was more water as they continued towards the creek.
“Is he trying to lose us at the Creek?” Ninja Talon asked.
“Probably,” SpiderGirl considered.
‘That makes sense,’ the Shadow thought as she followed along. Just as well her shoes were waterproof. But she wasn’t so sure of SpiderGirl’s suit.
But SpiderGirl had planned for that. She had used waterproof materials in that particular suit. Ten minutes after leaving the vicinity of the WSBC studio, they approached the Creek.
The water was waist deep in the last pipe before the Creek, which made it difficult for them to move quickly.
When they emerged from the pipe into the creek, they saw that the figure had a speedboat waiting. “Quickly!” SpiderGirl told the other two. She shot a web to the boat as it started up.
Ninja Talon and the Shadow both fired their grapple guns. Both lines held as the boat speed off.
“Is this a good idea?” the Shadow asked as the figure went downstream, towards the lake.
“Not really,” SpiderGirl admitted. “But we’re coming up to the Jefferson Bridge.”
“You’re going to web the bridge?” the Shadow asked.
“Yes!” SpiderGirl said.
“Good idea,” Ninja Talon said.
They approached the bridge a half minute later. SpiderGirl shot webs to the road deck and to two of the pylons as they approached. “Be ready to hold on!” she said.
The other two nodded.
As they passed beneath the bridge, SpiderGirl shot more webs and signalled the other two. They retracted their grapples and held onto their superpowered team member. She then swung up onto the bridge. She shot more webs at the boat once they were on the bridge. That happened in less than five seconds. The boat stopped on the water, although the engines were still running at full throttle.
“Did it work?” Ninja Talon asked.
A green mist appeared on the boat.
“What?” SpiderGirl asked. “Get down!”
They hit the pavement of the walkway, with the Shadow holding a camera out over the edge. “He’s gone,” she said.
“What?” SpiderGirl asked. “Wait… I heard him go as we got down.”
“An illusion?” Ninja Talon asked.
“Most likely,” the Shadow said. She looked downstream. “He could be anywhere.”
SpiderGirl and Ninja Talon waited until several minutes after the Shadow had gone before swinging below the bridge to their spot and unmasking.
“So, you think it’s Beck, given the illusion?” Brittany asked.
“It certainly makes him a suspect, but I haven’t seen his special effects yet,” Quinn answered.
“I guess we will have to wait until Friday.”
“I doubt we have that long.”
“Tomorrow night is the dress rehearsal. Maybe Daria will want to see the effects that he has come up with then,” Brittany said.
“Maybe.”
“But in the meantime, all we know is that he might be holding the critics between here and the lake.”
“That’s still not much to go on,” Quinn said.
Brittany nodded.
They stood there in silence for a while before Quinn headed off to the Historia for her shift in the café and Brittany began a patrol before dinner.
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