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Chapter 10; pH
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Mike wakes up in his apartment; with a twitch of his finger, the computer and TV turn on. Coffee smells throughout the room as Mike washes up and get's ready for the day. The TV announcer comes on for the 6 O'clock news.
Lakes: Good morning New York, I'm Trianna Lakes. In local news stocks look like they will be heading up, which is good news for thoes of you who predicted they would. Steven Hasch amazed the financial world today, when he made a compromise with his former company's head director, Jeff Craig, in returning to him full control of Hasch Industries. When we interviewed Craig, he had this to say:
- Craig: I have to admit I was a little surprised when Hasch came up to me the other day, but we talked it over and I see now that he would do just as good of a job as director as I have. After all, it is his family's company.
- Interviewer: Is this the trade talking or Jordan Craig?
- Craig: Ha ha, yes I admit, he did make me a tender offer, but the base reason the board of directors and I have chosen to give him back control is because of his years of previous experience that, combined with his world renowned statistical skills, would make him an excellent choice.
Lakes: And there you have it folks, Hasch Ind. will have Steven back with a few days. Ohm once again brings home the gold in catching a woman who has extreme case of gaiakinesis, or control over plants. She calls herself 'Potentia', Poision Ivy wannabe anyone? Anyways, along side Ohm, a new hero battled, citizen reports heard her call herself Pyra (Mike looks in interest as they see the different clips of the battle). With a fiery attitude like that, Ohm better stay on her good side. (Mike laughs)
Are superheroes popping up all over the country now? Reports of a dark assailant bringing crime to its knees in San Francisco have been coming in by the numbers. Is he some sort of demon? Mutant? No one knows, the best picture we have is almost completely black, a small burst of light was able to show the outline of the person as he leaped out of sight.
Investigators are still searching for any type of clue into whether or not he is a threat. S.F. news crew interviewed a couple of citizens to see what they thought:
- L.A. Police Officer: Hey, if he's getting rid of crime, he's ok in my book.
- Bald street thug: He sucks, and I hate him!
- Goth Girl: If he's all black, how bad could he be?
'Click' Mike turns off the TV, 'Hmp' he thinks to himself. He gets online, he checks his E-mail. 1 new message:
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To: Mike
From: Ron
Subject: Ronsta cometh
Hey Mike, how are things in the big apple? I'm coming over for a business meeting in a couple days and thought we should catch up. I've got a something that's going to shock even you, but I don't want to tell you it online so where can we meet? I'm good for any time near dinner, early in the day will be sort of hard. C Ya soon.
- Ron
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'Alright!' Mike says as he replies to Ron telling him to meet him at the steak house on the corner of 8th. He turns off the computer, and heads to the station. The other officers greet him as he gets in, and he sits down at his desk. No more than 5 minutes after he sits down, an alarm goes off.
Mike: Where is it?
Officer: Down by the docks, a 9-1-1 call just went out!
Mike: Alright let's move!
|AT THE DOCKS...|
People here and there run from the docks screaming monster, as a massive 10 foot tall, green and yellow bubbling creature burns through the wall as if it was butter. It's somewhat humanoid shape sees the light house and heads toward it. The police arrive on the scene moments later as the creature moves out of sight. The officers run inside to see if they can save anyone. They find the manager is hiding below a table, shaking as if he saw ghost.
Mike: Escort him outside.
Officer: (Escorting him) What happened here?
Manager: Big...creature...acid.
Officer: Uh huh, where did he go then?
The manager looks at a burnt road heading up to a lighthouse. Mike notices this and the word "acid"; he gives control over to one of the other officers and heads outside. As Mike starts to head over to the manager when the police captain intercepts him.
Police Captain: Phone, your buddies at the crime lab. (He hands him the phone)
Mike: Mike here.
Ricky: Hey Mike, it's Ricky. I've got something here that totally defies everything I've been taught. That sample of acid is a 1 on the pH scale.
Mike: A one?
Ricky: Yeah, but get this, it had samples of DNA living inside of it. I thought it would be impossible for DNA to live in any type of acid below a 3 or 2, but obviously I'm wrong.
Mike: (A crash sounds as the light house ignites) That would explain the big acid creature destroying the lighthouse right now. Can you come up with a base to counteract the acid?
Ricky: I doubt I could find one strong enough. The sample you gave me was of inactive DNA, so the acid wasn't as strong--
Mike: --But you said it was a one.
Ricky: Yes, a one not supporting DNA. If there is a living specimen, all the information I have here suggests the acid to be at least 10 times more potent. Unless...
Mike: (A half melted giant light bulb from the top of the light house is thrown by the creature onto Mike's Police car exploding the entire thing.) …Bad time to keep me in suspense Rick.
Ricky: I think the creature could possibly decrease its own acidity if could control its emotional state.
Mike: You mean clam it down?
Ricky: Exactly, then we might be able to contain it.
Mike: Thanks Ricky, I think I have an idea.
Mike hangs up the phone and quietly slips behind the snack shack. In a small burst of light, Mike changes into Lectrohm, and flies out toward the half demolished lighthouse. As Ohm flies inside, he quickly dodges the acid falling from the creature and flies up in front of him. The creature looks at him funny then spits out acid like an over flowing garden hose. Mike quickly raises a shield of pure glowing energy that deflects the acid. 'Calm down.' Ohm says normally, the beast steps, if you want to call it a step, back and begins to gradually retain a human shape. After about a minute, no sign of the acid creature can be seen except for a man in a lab coat.
William: Oh god...what--have I done?
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