by Phantom/Rockslide Sat Oct 30 2010, 14:05
Conrad opened the front door, and stepped out. He had dumped his schoolwork out, and put his box into the backpack. The zipper was undone, just a little bit. He walked over to his brother, and some girl, and the Phantom, who he'd seen on TV. His mother's face was distorted with anger, and hate, but she was still crying. She was losing her second son in a row, but he was an abomination. His father pulled up the shotgun, and shot. The buckshot passed through Conrad's jacket, and out the other side. It hit the ground, as he became a cloud. He formed back to human, and looked at his former neighbors, and family. He looked up at his brother, Mark.
Mark extended his hand. Conrad was a mutant too, with this cloud thing. Mark wondered if he had other powers, and if so, what they were. Mark watched as Conrad, always short, but now looking like a man, put his small, human hand, into Mark's giant one. He didn't flinch, or shrink back, as the people that judged did. He smiled, that granite smile. Conrad and Mark's mother walked right up to Mark, and attempted to slap him across the face. Her hand broke with a satisfying crunch. He didn't even flinch. She fell to her knees, and then, clutching her hand, looked up at him.
Paul watched as Mrs. Garza, the woman who had been a second mother to him for a while, glared up at Mark, and Conrad. "You did this." She said. Paul's best friend looked down at his mother. "You infected him." She said, spitting anger. "You made him a freak, and now he'll go TO HELL FOR WHAT YOU DID!" She shrieked. Paul stepped forward, and looked at Conrad. He put his hand on his shoulder. It didn't phase through. He couldn't reveal his identity, not with Bell, Sammie, and PJ as vulnurable as they were. Paul looked over at Ruby, and at Mark, then down to Conrad. Another glance up supplied him Erika flying away, safely. "Let's go." He said, to Ruby, Mark, and Conrad.
Eduardo Garza wasn't about to let these freaks go, at least not without making his mark. He pulled out the shotgun once again, raising it up. He shot, falling back as he did, and he hit Mark. Mark, his son, the freak, the demon, looked back at his father. He walked up, and took the gun, bending it as if it was taffy. "You aren't a man." The monster said to Eduardo, and Eduardo was scared. "Goodbye, freak." Eduardo said, spitting into Mark's face.
Conrad changed into a cloud, and flowed away, following Erika. Paul stayed with Mark, until Mark jumped, and then he flew away.