A Scare of Four Lifetimes

I wish I could say that I haven't posted because I was nearly discovered, or because the teenage supers have been keeping me up all night and day with trying to get the collar off. Or even that I got locked up in the toddler council room and had to survive three days by singing "I Believe I Can Fly" while pretending to fly the toddlers (the ones who don't have that power) around the room.

No. I got sick.
Through an amazingly stupid way too.
It started, huh, I icing can't remember when it started. My mind's still gone fuzzy on my time line. I'm not sure how long I've been in my room too sick and tired to do more then sleep and be sick.

Let's find a different place for it to start. Oh yes. It started when the waters finally got their chance to test their collar theory. It was during one of the pool classes. Where we practice rescuing drowning people and such. The waters, of course, were the best. I mean the pool is their second home away from home. For the rest of us, we had to get more creative, or not creative. I just swam out at my rampaging snail pace and rescued the dummy floating on the pool, just like I learned to when my parents made me take a life guard class. You know, just in case I took someone out on the boat who didn't know how to swim and they needed to be rescued.
What else could I do when I'm powerless and the dummy doesn't try and grab the life preserver.
Once again, I lost in that race. Not surprising. I'm getting rather used to that part of tower life.
But back on track. The coach can't really teach me much when I don't have a power to improve upon, so once I'd 'fulfilled' the assignment. He set me on one of his favorite tasks.
Fixing stuff.
Yah, I'm reduced to being a part-time cleaning crew person. And the coach's task of the evening? To go up to the High High High Dive and retape the edge of the board to improve grip or something.
I'm being serious when I used three highs. I mean! Wow! The kids with water powers could basically jump from a plane and land safely in a cup of water with how high this diving board is. They definitely use this board more often then supers with differing powers.
Well, the waters were goofing off in the pool below me when I finally reached that dizzying height. And the coach just happened to be looking the other way.
So Devoto and his gang decided to act. To see what if they could startle a power out of me.
There I am retaping the board and this huge Old Faithful on a hyperextended volcano scale blasted up from the pool and squarely hit me. Could you say unable to breathe?! Because I was! I couldn't breathe as I was thrown up into the air on this geyser of water, tossing and turning like a pinwheel! And you know what Devoto's gang did then? They turned the pool to ice! Not just a flat sheet of ice. But ice with hundreds of sharp pointy stalagmites waiting to skewer me like a kabob! Talk about icing terror!
I. could. have. died!
Only, I was lucky. In all my gasping for air, spinning, and tumbling; my hands managed to catch onto the edge of the springboard. It nearly pulled my shoulders from my sockets, but I somehow kept a fingertip grip on that edge. Hanging on for all my might.
Trapped.
The board was slick, and a bit icy from the geyser, which meant that I couldn't really move, or adjust my grip without falling to the ice torture device created below me.
And don't forget, I was probably like 10 stories up in the air.

Once they saw I wasn't going to immediately fall, the gang turned the pool back to water and Devoto called out to me to "Fall!"
Ha. Yah right. They could turn that pool back into ice in a split second and with the coach looking the other way. No. I was perfectly fine hanging there until someone with the power of flight came to my rescue. Or the board dried.
Talk about potential league of villains right there. Who in their right mind would think of such a thing! 
Devoto wouldn't give up though. On trying to let me let go.
I don't see why they just didn't shoot another geyser of water up at me. I mean, how lucky could I get to grab hold onto the board a second time? Yet Devoto insisted that he talk to me. Ha, he must be working on his evil monologues, because my throat had closed down on a scream of terror and wouldn't let me speak.
That, or he felt guilty for picking on the powerless guy.
Man, he has a cool power. He can make ice from thin air. The others in his little gang cant' do so. They're more 'liquid' water, water heroes.
Yah, Devoto totally create the pointy stalagmite of death sheet below me. In any case, he literally ran up to me, from the pool, on little floating icebergs. HANGING IN THE AIR!
Now that I'm not in immediate danger, that has to be one of the coolest things I'd ever seen from the waters.
But in the moment, I just thought he was bringing the stalagmites to me.
He didn't. He jumped onto the board, nearly making me loose my tenacious grip. And tried to convince me to grab his hand. Again, how can I trust this guy when he created the death trap below me?!
Sure the water below had become water again. But I wasn't about to trust that to stay like that. Maybe it only looked like water on the surface. Who knew. But Devoto, talking to me, didn't help at all. So he finally just encased me in a ball of ice, consequently making me let go of the board, and created a giant water slide out of ice, and sent me on a waterpark slide down to the bottom where I landed, surprisingly in water.
You can say that I couldn't get out of that pool and away from them quick enough.
Out of everything, that had to be the most terrifying thing ever. I mean, at least when the adult supers tossed me out of windows, I knew that they would catch me eventually. They wouldn't let a potential super die after all. But these guys? No. No idea what they could have done.

And...I think that whole scene scared my immune system right out of the window. Because I've never felt more miserable in my life. It's like the pneumonia, chicken pox, sleep deprivation and food poisoning all mixed into one. Awful. I just feel....awful, and there isn't an end in sight that I can see. Even with all the different meds I've tried.
I know Steel has been by to see me, to make sure I'm alright. But I locked up my door to the fourth degree to keep the Waters out, and I haven't had the energy to make it all the way back that way again.

No. I think. I think I just need to get some more sleep and  just let myself recover before I face any of the occupants of the tower again.

Layters!

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