"Mom," I cry. "Dad!" There is no answer. My lungs hurt and the fumes from the smoke burn my eyes. I hear the assertive voice of a teenage boy, "Bree, I'll block the fumes while you super speed her out of here. Adam, you'll use your cold bionic breath to cool her off." "Got it," a deep male voice and light female voice chime in unison. I have no idea what is happening and I don't have time to think because the next thing I know, I am out of the burning building in less than a second with cold air blowing on me. I open my eyes and crane my neck to see a short, dark brown-haired boy creating a blue bubble, which almost looks like a force field, around the burning building. He turns around as the female voice yells, "Come on, Chase!" My eyelids droop and I slowly lose consciousness.