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Chapter 1 Chapter 2 Chapter 3 Chapter 4 Chapter 5 Chapter 6 Chapter 7 Chapter 8 Chapter 9 Chapter 10 Chapter 11 Chapter 12 Chapter 13 Chapter 14 Chapter 15 Chapter 16 Chapter 17 Chapter 18 Chapter 19 Chapter 20 Chapter 21 Chapter 22 Chapter 23 Chapter 24 Chapter 25 Chapter 26 Chapter 27 Chapter 28 Chapter 29 Chapter 30 Chapter 31 Chapter 32 Chapter 33 Chapter 34 Chapter 35 Chapter 36 Chapter 37 Chapter 38 Chapter 39 Chapter 40 Chapter 41 Chapter 42 Chapter 43 Chapter 44 Chapter 45 Chapter 46 Chapter 47 Chapter 48 Chapter 49 Chapter 50 Chapter 51 Chapter 52 Chapter 53 Chapter 54 Chapter 55 Chapter 56 Chapter 57 Chapter 58 Chapter 59 Chapter 60 Chapter 61 Chapter 62 Chapter 63 Chapter 64 Chapter 65 Chapter 66 Chapter 67 Chapter 68 Chapter 69 Chapter 70 Chapter 71 Chapter 72 Chapter 73 Chapter 74 Chapter 75 Chapter 76 Chapter 77 Chapter 78 Chapter 79 Chapter 80 Chapter 81 Chapter 82 Chapter 83 Chapter 84 Chapter 85 Chapter 86 Chapter 87 Chapter 88 Chapter 89 Chapter 90 Chapter 91 Chapter 92 Chapter 93 Chapter 94 Chapter 95 Chapter 96 Chapter 97 Chapter 98 Chapter 99 Chapter 100 Chapter 101 Chapter 102 Chapter 103 Chapter 104 Chapter 105 Chapter 106 Chapter 107 Chapter 108 Chapter 109 Chapter 110 Chapter 111 Chapter 112 Chapter 113 Chapter 114 Chapter 115 Chapter 116 Chapter 117 Chapter 118 Chapter 119 Chapter 120 Chapter 121 Chapter 122 Chapter 123 Chapter 124 Chapter 125 Chapter 126 Chapter 127 Chapter 128 Chapter 129 Chapter 130 Chapter 131 Chapter 132 The Phone Call Louise's First Costume When Keyla was Here A Day at the Garcia House The Keeper Sibling Bonds Once Upon a Time in High School Lillie's Recipes Lightning the Mentor A Miraculous Medical Aide Louise's Day Off An Ethereal Fairy Eternal Youth A Miracle Manifests Three Generals Deep Thoughts Over Lemonade A Miracle of Science Three Branches, Three Days Dreams of Heroes The Makings of a Thief Girl Time Wishing for More Courtney Larsen, Age 15 A Greenhouse Tour Odin's Evening The Keeper's Evening Cleo's Seventeenth Birthday Never to Thaw Again 2617's New Arx Techs Payday Party Prime's Board Game Party Temperature-Regulating Potions

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Chapter 39

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Joey hopped down the last level and ran the last bit to the meeting place. He saw Achilles and Lightning already there. It was just the three of them. 

Of course there were only three of them. Weaver - Phantasma - was gone, and Light Master shouldn't have been allowed to go in the first place. The only other person who might show up would be the girl from Monday, but she didn't seem like she wanted to get involved. 

And who could blame her really? What was Joey even doing here? 

"Jumper!" Achilles waved, probably with a bright smile on his face. Lightning waved too, with her new gloves. She also had a pair of boots. 

"Hey," he replied, waving back. 

"Glad you could make it. We've still got about five minutes before the meeting's due to start, so we'll wait and see if anyone else comes." Achilles started walking around the meeting area while Joey headed for Lightning. 

"Is he okay?" he asked. Lightning shrugged. 

"I tried to bring it up, but he shut me down pretty quick. Said 'thanks for the help' and started complaining about some tyrannical nurse or something." 

Joey winced. 

"I wish he'd take it a bit more seriously. If that happened to a military officer, they'd be given paid leave and free psychiatric appointments for a few months at the very least. I'm lucky enough I haven't had any near-death experiences yet, and he's had two in the past month. Plus the one back in April." 

"Holy crap, I've been in all three of those..." Joey muttered. It didn't feel quite real. 

"So was I," Lightning chuckled. "First one I was just a military officer, but I got a Miracle shortly after." 

"Wait, really?" 

"Yeah. I helped administer first-aid to you. Then you jumped halfway up the city on us. Man were the lieutenants mad." 

"Sorry." Some kind of guilt-like ball piled in his stomach. 

"No worries. I was halfway out the door anyway. And I get that you were a terrified kid." 

Joey couldn't help but laugh along with her. Really, laughing was all they could do. This whole mess felt so screwed up. Laughing at least made things feel lighter. 

"You think anyone else is coming?" Joey finally called over to Achilles. 

"Light Master might. He's got another minute." 

"No. Don't let that kid get himself mixed up in this shit," Lightning said firmly. 

"What? Are you saying heroics are restricted to certain age groups?" 

"I'm saying that he's a child. At least Jumper's over eighteen." 

"If he has a Miracle, there must be a reason he was chosen! It would be wrong to hold him back just because he's a bit younger than us." 

"I'd hope his parents are doing that part, actually," Lightning muttered. 

"Do you think..." Joey trailed off before he could finish his question about the girl from Monday. Achilles probably wouldn't want to talk about the incident either. 

"What is it Jumper?" Achilles asked. 

"Nothing." 

"Come on, tell me! Is there someone else who might come?" 

"I really don't think so." 

"A Miracle bearer? Tell me about them!" 

"I mean...on Monday, someone warned us you were in trouble. I was wondering about them." Truth be told, Joey had been thinking of her on and off throughout the week. Wondering what her story was. Did she have a Miracle? Probably, but what kind? 

"Oh. Did they go with you?" 

"No. Um...she just told me where to go and then ran off. I don't think she wanted to get involved beyond that." 

"Hm." 

"Yeah, I doubt she'll show. She seemed pretty skittish. Probably doesn't want - or need - to get mixed up in all this." 

"Ah well," Achilles sighed. "Heroism calls when it calls. I'm sure we'll meet again. And with that, it's time to get the meeting underway. Roll call! Achilles the Invincible is here." 

"Achilles the Invincible?" Lightning asked. "Now you're seriously tempting fate. You've already almost died like three times. You're only here because Jumper's good at saving your ass." 

"Lightning the Quick is here!" Achilles declared, totally ignoring Lightning's snide comments. 

Totally nothing to worry about here, Joey thought as he let out a puff of air. 

"Hey, Jumper! Roll call. State your name and epithet!" Joey rolled his eyes behind his mask. 

"Jumper the Something." 

"You need a better epithet. Like Jumper the High!" 

"No." Joey said - at the exact same time as Lightning. 

"Jumper the Nimble!" 

"He's pretty clumsy, but whatever," Lightning said. Joey couldn't help but laugh self-deprecatingly. 

"And with that, we can begin the meeting! So glad everyone could make it." 

Achilles then launched into a long summary of what had happened since the last meeting, acting out everything with dramatic gestures. Joey wasn't sure if it was impressive or just sad. 

"Duck!" Lightning grabbed Joey by the back of the head and slammed him into the ground at full speed. Something flew over him and Achilles yelled in shock. 

Lightning let go of his head and ran off somewhere. Joey tried to get up as quickly as he could, but he was a bit dizzy from the sudden movement. 

"Achilles! Once again we are fated to battle. And this time I'm not alone either!" The voice echoed around the area. 

Paris. 

Joey quickly glanced around and noticed three others with Paris. They were all wearing masks and costumes, so they were probably with him based on their posture. Great. They were outnumbered. Fantastic. 

One of them, a girl with messy hair peeking out from under her stained hood, charged at Lightning. 

"Bet you can't get me!" she taunted, ducking under Lightning's punch. She jumped back, wiggling her fingers by her ears and sticking out her tongue from under her half-mask. 

Joey didn't have time to focus on that. The other two were running at him, looking like they planned to take him out first. 

Why was he the one to be taken out first? Was he that much of a threat, or was he just that weak? 

Paris himself, of course, was going after Achilles. Hopefully Mr. Invincible didn't wind up in the hospital again

A wall sprung up behind Joey, blocking his escape. The one with the yellow outfit stood back a bit, while the one with the metallic grey one ran in with a raygun. 

A raygun? 

You have to be kidding me. 

Joey jumped as high as he could, trying to create distance. Soon, though, he crashed into a ceiling that hadn't been there moments earlier and went tumbling back down. He rolled, narrowly avoiding the raygun and springing to his feet the way Lightning had taught him. 

Somehow, he managed to do it properly instead of falling on his face like usual. 

"Dammit. Guess I do need a cage," the yellow one said, motioning toward Joey again. 

That was bad. So Joey leaped at the grey one. What was he hoping to accomplish? He didn't know, but instinct was driving him and he didn't have time to question it. 

The raygun caught him in the shin, but Joey was able to tackle Grey and pin his arms, at least temporarily. 

"No fair, Jumper," the yellow one called. "We're the only ones allowed to take hostages. We're the bad guys." 

"Could you just get him off me?" Grey yelled back. 

"I'll do you one better, Magnetic." Yellow snapped his fingers and Joey was in handcuffs. 

Crap. 

Grey shoved Joey off of him and rolled back a bit, readying the raygun. Joey dove to one side, spinning his head to get a good look at his surroundings. 

The wall and ceiling that had restricted him earlier were gone. Lightning was still tangling with the half-mask girl and Achilles and Paris looked fairly evenly matched. Without thinking too hard, Joey jumped, hoping to get up a level or two so he could try and get the handcuffs off. 

A raygun beam went underneath him as Yellow cursed. 

"Dammit, Jumper! Stay on the ground where you belong." 

"Why should I?" he yelled back. 

"I guess that's a good question." Yellow laughed good-naturedly - creepy in this scenario - and snapped his fingers again. The cuffs disappeared and a ball-shaped cage appeared around Joey. 

Crap.

Crap crap crap. 

Once again Joey fell down, and this time he was stuck. 

"Got Jumper, Boss," Yellow called over to Paris. 

"Excellent work, Manifest! Magnetic! Now help Mist with Lightning." 

Ok. The yellow one was Manifest. Grey was Magnetic. And half-mask was Mist. And Joey was out of the fight. 

Was Paris going to poison him to death now? What was their end goal? Joey leaned against the side of the cage and was startled when it moved. 

A ball. A ball-shaped cage. This was just like one of Ned's video games. 

Why was he thinking of video games at a time like this?!? He had to help Lightning! 

Joey started running towards Manifest, hoping the cage would have enough momentum to at least force the guy to focus on him instead of Lightning. If she was struggling one-on-one, she'd be hooped in a three-on-one. 

"Manifest!" Magnetic's cry got Yellow looking at the cage. 

"Dammit Jumper!" The cage disappeared, sending Joey summersaulting towards Manifest. 

"We're gonna need a bit more time," Magnetic called. 

"How hard is it to restrain one oversized cricket?" 

"Harder than you'd think!" Manifest yelled back. 

"Shit shit shit!" Manifest and Joey both looked towards Magnetic, who was now pinned under someone else. The guy was huge. Muscles bulged under his tight-fitting clothes and a half mask covered the top of his face. 

"Newcomer!" Manifest yelled. Joey took the opportunity to deck him good in the gut. 

"Sorry I'm late, Legion!" The guy grinned broadly and lifted up Magnetic over his head. Prime was written in big letters across his chest. 

At least their numbers were even now. Joey stepped back from Manifest and took a deep breath. 

They could do this. 


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