MLSF2: My life is history

In case you're wondering, no, just because flames are coming out of your feet does not mean you can fly. Spy Kids was a terrible movie that should never have existed.

Anyway, I looked around, and lookily, there was a door that sound "In Case of Fire-- Alarm Will Sound". How did I not notice that when I was so rudely brought in here?! I made a mad dash for it and jumped, shooting fireballs out of the back of my feet. I saw one of them hit a wraith, and his clothes burst into flames, but it looked like he was fine. I spat, hoping THIS move would work, at least.

Using my water powers. I redirected the spit to hit a wraith, and it sliced through his arm. I could see the blood. It was blue and shiny. Weeeiiiiirrrrrrrd.

I was about 5 feet from the door when I was jumped, and I literally mean jumped, by a warith that had apparently jumped off of the ceiling. I blew him off with my wind powers, though it was difficult, and he flew against another wraith, who landed on Kayla in the middle of the floor. She yelled in pain, and I ran out the door, not even trying to look back.

I was in.. Florida, by the looks of it. Wait-- wasn't I in Cali just, like, a day ago? How did Kayla fly me from California to Florida in less than a day? Oh well. I examined the outside of the building. It kinda looked like a school gymnasium from the outside, only on the inside it was preeeeety sketchy. I saw a kid riding a skateboard, I sent wind to make him fall over, then quickly jacked his skateboard and rode it away. I don't enjoy being rude to younger kids, but sometime it's just fun-- I mean necessary.

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Skatey, skatey, skatey. Glassy glassy breaky... Wait, more breaking glass? I turned around to look behind me, and accidently fell off the skateboard. Smooth. 3 wraiths were chasing me at top speed, and it didn't seem like they were having any trouble at all. Persistent little buggers. Ah, well, skating was fun, but there comes a time in every inanimate object's life when they have to be used as a weapon. This was one of those times.

I threw the skateboard at the wraiths, using wind to split it into three ultra-sharp pieces, one for each. Then I ran. I ran like crap. Normally, three Wraiths would be pa probleme, but I was tired, I was in a bad mood, and I was dissapointed, plus I need the excersize. Anyway, I looked back and found that one of the pieces of wood had missed it's target, but the other two stabbed the Wraiths in the stomache. They were running jast as they were before. Great.

Remember that we're running in the street, and this is Florida, so there's a LOT of elderly drivers. One of them almost crashed into me, but I jumped onto the hood of their car and held on. They were heading the opposite direction I was running, but if it would get me somewhere faster than the Wraiths could run, I was happy to be on board.

We passed the "School Gymnasium", and I stuck my tongue out, though probably no one saw. I didn't even know if these old dudes knew I was on their car. And I was on the hood, two. Oh, well, the elderly aren't the most observant people in the world.