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Fighting Crime Solo

          I had never fought crime by myself before. When I got to Cincinnati, Mr. Volts had already sent a Kinetomessage telling me what to do. Go to the big skyscraper in the city. Fly to the top. Blah, blah, blah. I flew to the top of the tower, and saw a weird guy in a lab coat, and he had a weird machine. So I tried to break the machine with my telekinesis. Easy. But that's where things went wrong.
"I've been waiting for you..." he said mysteriously. Then, he shot a strange gun directly at me, and I blacked out.

          I woke up in a weird room that looked a lot like a prison cell. I noted that my hands were cuffed to the chair. I tried to freeze to break out of the chair, but to no avail. My powers were gone, at least for now. I waited for a few minutes, and the weird scientist dude came shuffling by.
"Ah, you're awake!" he said. "Now, I'd bet you're wondering where your powers are. I will tell you. They are being stopped by my favorite creation here." He pointed to a machine in the corner outside the window. I needed my friends. Why had Mr. Volts left me to do my work alone?

As soon as the weird scientist left, I tried as hard as I could to reach my communication device to hit the "Call Team" button. Then, I remembered it supported voice activation. "Call Team," I commanded. "Calling 'Team'," said the device. Immediately, Will answered, sounding nervous.
"What happened?" asked Will. "Are you hurt?"
"No," I answered. "But I need you guys. Come help. Track the call, I've been kidnapped."
"Great," muttered Will. He hung up.

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