What The Luck!?

"I\'m just saying. It\'s really creepy that you can make it sound like an old man is whispering in my ear. Like, how would you feel if you suddenly heard an old man whispering in your ear asking how much money it takes to buy a school lunch?" Louis was sure that Cara could work on a better voice to shift in to. But every time she tried it would sound like an older mans\' voice was being thrown. 

"Ugh, it has to be the distance. I have to stop the distorting of my voice. I keep trying to make it sound like your own voice is asking." This was the sixth time that Cara had tried it. Between Jane trying to use her foot work to make Louis look in her eyes and freeze in place, he was getting a lot more annoyed than he thought he would. 

"Just try and start closer then? Or maybe try to just change your voice then throw it once you have that perfect." From what Louis could see, Cara was trying to run as fast as possible before she had figured out how to even walk properly. If she slowed down and got a proper understanding for everything then she would be able to better throw the changed voice. 

"I would say he\'s right. You are trying to throw a voice that you haven\'t spoken in your whole life. How would you ever beso used to it that it worked instantly?" Jane jumped right in front of Louis\'s face causing him to freeze in place. The problem with that was he was about to speak and no he just was frozen with his mouth wide open to take a breath. 

"Really? I think you are going to get slapped if you do it like that and it doesn\'t work." Louis was done playing around. He decided that he was going to make it much harder for them and use his lightning to throw them off. "You are trying to distract me, so how about I distract you?" The small strikes of lightning that normally resided within Louis\'s body safely were let out and arced over his skin. 

"I wonder what they did to make Louis so angry? I know they are distracting him but he is never like that at home." Sammy had caught the show of lightning from where she was training with Asher, Jackson, and Laura. 

"It\'s probably better that way. If he is doing that then they are forced to move while using their super powers. It\'s like multitasking but with consequences." For some reason, Asher wasn\'t at all perturbed by this. He had the feeling that they would be fin no matter what and it was actually decent training. As much as he didn\'t want to be zapped, Asher was considering asking Louis to do that next time they had a sparring match. 

Asher started to jog again forward and felt the wind in his back. Sammy had spread out the wind after the sixth try and was now able to perfectly push his whole body. The force felt as if it had decreased but in essence, it was still the same. Asher was just able to better run with the speed increasing. 

"Huh, you are moving a lot faster!" Laura was slowing herself to move at the same pace as Asher. The two were definitely at a speed that Asher would normally sprint at but for some reason, he didn\'t find that he was exerting that much force. His weight on his legs and feet felt much less. 

"Aaaannd I git you. I would say that was a success." Jackson stopped Asher\'s momentum slowly since Asher was getting pushed upward slightly and lost his footing on the ground. 

"Sammy, that was the best yet. I felt like I was running with half the weight I normally would!" Asher felt this was even better than he had expected. 

"That\'s good. It looked like you were sprinting with all your might. I wonder what would happen if you got further away?" Part of Sammy\'s worry was that she would lose so much force over time that if she tried to push anyone with wind from a distance that they would just feel a breeze. If this happened and the expectations as different in a dangerous situation then someone could be hurt. 

"Actually, I lost my footing in the end because the wind seemed to lift upward a little." This seemed like an important face to share since it could affect how well they were able to use the combo. 

"That\'s what I was worried about. The wind is only under my control to start. Once I send it out that\'s that. I wonder if the air on the ground was hotter or colder there. I bet that caused the gust I sent to change shape and direction." Sammy had many theories about how this would work but the best was that the temperature was different. 

"Wait, if you can control two different types of wind temperatures couldn\'t you make a tornado and fly using it? Or destroy a large area?" One of these methods was a little more terrifying than the other. But Jackson was honestly curious if Sammy would be able to control multiple types of wind or two sources of wind at the same time. 

"I can give it a shot. But whenever I try to push wind in opposite directions I have ended up with a vacuum that makes my ears pop and even gave me a nosebleed once." Sammy had never admitted this attempted practice before. It was embarrassing that it had always failed so much. 

"That\'s not good! If you do that too much you will end up in the hospital. That means you are forcing the air out of your body and it caused bleeding. You should control it naturally and not force it. Look at how wind current move and stuff." It wasn\'t Asher or Jackson that had begun to lecture Sammy. Laura had taken the lead and was going on about the ways that Sammy could have managed to use the two different wind currents without making a vacuum and hurting herself. 

"You sound like my mom…but you\'re right. I will try moving the hot and cold air when I get home today. I think I can open the fridge and it will work." Her head was down slightly but Sammy knew that it was important to her friends that she remembered this. Not because they were being mean but because they worried about her. 

"Ha! Look!" Art had jumped up and was holding a small silver piece of metal. "I made the locking gear! It was so freaking hard but look! It\'s perfect." Art had spent all his time making the locking mechanism for the handcuffs. He had thrown aside the idea that he would be able to make a permanently locking handcuff that he would then free everyone from. Instead, he had forced himself to focus and meditate to create the small locking mechanism gear. 

"Finally! You spent like a whole hour and a half on that!" Jane sprinted and nearly tackled Art down to grab the first pair of handcuff so she could see how they worked. Her plan was to see how they would work in to her fighting style but before she could do anything they had disappeared from her hands. 

"If you were as fast as me you would be able to do this." Laura stuck her tongue out at Jane and the next thing she knew there was a single cuff locked around her ankle. "I figure if we really want to trip people up we should make them so they stop their feet and hands." Art was laughing like a fool watching Jane now penguin walking since she didn\'t know how to unlock them. 

"I think it\'s a good idea for both but if I can just pull them off." Asher reached down and the handcuffs fell off of Janes\' ankles, "Then I don\'t think they are that good. The locking mechanism you were yelling about is like a simple switch." 

Art looked at Asher then looked at the handcuffs dropped in front of him, The small switch had fallen out and his dreams had fallen too. All of his hard work had been proven futile since the part he had made was too small. "Next time, you guys can go buy the cheap ones at the toy store. I would prefer to do this instead." Art controlled a small wire of metal he had made to wrap around Asher\'s legs and make him fall like a worm on the ground. 

In a matter of seconds, the group had devolved in to a not so nice game of foot work tag. Somehow Asher had freed himself like everyone expected him to do anyways. The only people still working on their combinations were Cara and Jane who were freezing people in place while also trying to make the others hear someone else behind them.. No one even noticed the exhausted Louis laying on the ground trying not to fall asleep.