at each other. I feel my eyes bulge out of their sockets. Kale is breathing heavily. X’s hands are curled into fists at his sides.
I’m about to ask what happened, when the camera is back on the news anchor. “If you’re just joining us…Samson and Cindy Zenith, leaders of the Keepers of Justice, have murdered nearly forty innocent people. The images you’re about to see are graphic, so we warn you to please turn away if you do not wish to view them.” The camera displays a man and woman, who look like our leaders, walking through a park. They’re wearing their KOJ uniforms: Samson’s is royal blue with golden streaks. Cindy’s is gold with royal blue streaks. Both are not wearing masks. The KOJ logo is in shiny letters. It’s just starting to get dark out, probably earlier this evening. As they walk, Cindy raises her hand toward the families enjoying the summer day. One by one they collapse to the floor as blood pools out of their ears. Samson uses his telekinesis to knock the people off their feet. He also cracks some of their limbs and heads off.
Sweat drenches me , and I’m trembling so hard my legs are for sure going to shoot out. I panic even more, ‘cuz if people see me, they’ll know who we are. “Guys,” I sputter, my body convulsing. “My arms and legs…can’t stand much longer. Help.”
X grabs my legs and Kale my arms , and we rush behind a house with many bushes and shrubs. They lower me to the ground. “Sorry.” My voice is so faint I barely hear it.
“It’s okay .” Kale pats my shoulder to try to relax me. It’s not working.
“W -what happened?” I ask. “Samson and Cindy didn’t kill anyone. We saw them in the League like all day. Plus they’d never kill…”
“Don’t think about that,” Kale says. “Focus on calming down so we can head to the safe house.”
I close my eyes and try to think of other things, but I can’t. People are on the streets, shouting. Some are yelling to not leave their houses while others are not sure what the heck’s going on.
They sound so close. I open my eyes and try to peek out, but I can barely lift my head. “Guys…”
“It’s okay,” Kale reassures me. “They don’t see us.”
“ Dude, is that why the military attacked the League?” I ask. “Because they think Samson and Cindy killed those people?”
Kale clutches my shirt. “You’ve got to stop thinking about that. We need to hurry before someone finds us. Think of happy thoughts. I don’t want to erase your memories or knock you out. Focus, man!”
I inhale a huge gulp of air and let it out in small chunks. I try to clear my thoughts and think of happy things. Like nachos and pretzels and donuts. Of Furball’s cute smile. Her spikey red hair. Of playing video games.
Slowly, my limbs retract. After a few seconds, I’m back to normal. Kale and X help me to my feet and we head for the subway station, peering around to make sure no one sees us.
“Kale,” X says as we go down the steps. “Can you contact your parents?”
“Already tried. Got nothing.”
I stop in my tracks. “Well, of course you can’t contact Samson. Your mom put a telepathic fortification on his mind, right? But what about Cindy? Why can’t you reach her?”
“No,” Kale says. “Normally I’m able contact my dad. The fortification protects his mind, but I can still communicate with him.” He rubs the back of his neck. “But I can’t connect with any of them now. It’s like they’re…”
Dead? A shiver runs down my spine.
“Don’t go there,” X says. “Try someone else. Freeze.” Freeze is Samson and Cindy’s second in command. He can paralyze people.
Kale s huts his eyes. I see the outline of them through his lids. They’re rolling around. He groans, clutching the sides of his head. His eyes shoot open. He gasps.
“What?” I ask.
He clutches his stomach, bending over. “S-someone else was in there.”
“Where? ” X says. “In Freeze’s mind?”
Panting,