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.Not everyone needs that.Peyton and I have our own thing, and both of us know it’s real; it doesn’t need to be constantly reinforced by hand-written notes and trails of rose petals and leaving origami birds on each other’s pillows.As I continued to explain my very normal, non-codependent relationship to my overbearing sister, I heard a rattle.My knife.It was chattering as my hand trembled, rapping involuntarily against the edge of my porcelain dinner plate.“What’s that?” Gary asked, scratching at his beard.“Just a tremor,” I replied as casually as possible.“A what?” Liz shouted, much louder than she had intended.She drew the attention of a handful of guests, as well as a waitress who was refilling water glasses at a nearby table.“A temporary side-effect of the surgery,” I explained in a more reasonable tone of voice.“It’s very common according to Doctor Anderson, and it’s nothing to worry about.”I struggled to steady my hand and slice through the remaining piece of tenderloin, but the trembling persisted, and I dropped the knife.It bounced off the table and landed at my feet.Before I could lean over to retrieve the cutlery a friendly waiter intervened, stooping to assist me.“No, please sir,” he said in a thick accent that I couldn’t quite place.“I will get that for you.”I was in the process of thanking him when the blade slid into my stomach.It penetrated beneath my ribcage; deep, twisting, scraping the bone as he yanked it out.I toppled from my chair.The waiter had time for one more frantic stab, slashing my forearm as I reached up to defend myself, before Gary tackled him to the ground.Clapping my hands over the blood-soaked wound, it spurted like a faucet through the space between my fingers.Screams echoed throughout the restaurant.My vision blurred and the room spun.I glanced up to see Gary being shoved away by the burly waiter, who started making his way back towards me, determined to finish what he’d started.And that’s when he began to drown.My water cup emptied.The remaining liquid rose from my glass and splashed into his face.As if on command, a ribbon of water traveled through the air in a split second, directly into my attacker’s airway, filling his throat and nostrils.Gasping and hacking, he attempted to expel the water, but his efforts were futile.The waiter’s face reddened as he choked, unable to produce more than a few drops from his mouth.Undeterred, the man lunged towards me; wild-eyed, knife poised above his head; his white dress shirt spattered a dark shade of crimson.The room dried instantly.Every drop of liquid in the restaurant – beverages, the humidity in the air, even the moisture from people’s eyes and mouths – gathered in front of Valentina.It formed a massive, gyrating ball of water, hovering inches away from her outstretched hands.When she unleashed it, the force struck my attacker’s chest like an oversized cannonball.Engulfed in a tidal wave of water and shattered glass, his body sailed through the window, across the highway and into the distance, disappearing into the dense fog that hung over the lake.Gary called an ambulance while Elizabeth rushed to my side, pressing a wad of napkins into my wound with both hands.Valentina raced off to secure the perimeter.“Oh my god,” my sister whispered, her voice trembling as tears streamed down her cheeks.I tried to force a smile.It was the only way I could think to calm Elizabeth’s nerves, and convince her that my injuries weren’t as bad as they looked.“Don’t worry about me,” I winced.“It’s almost impossible to kill a Power Ranger.”Partial transcript from the CNN Simulcast ‘Shootout’Hosted by William O’Neill, October 2041William O’Neill: I’m not condoning violence, Senator.I’m saying that we live in a religious country – a country of folks who take pride in their faith and celebrate it.Is that wrong?Sen.Alex Jenkins (D-N.Y.): I don’t see how that—O’Neill: And look, I’m no theologian.But I am a religious man.I have beliefs, and those beliefs won’t be trampled by the left-wing media.I’m a practicing Catholic, for cryin’ out loud!Sen.Jenkins: As am I, Mister O’Neill, but that doesn’t really—O’Neill: With all due respect, Senator, don’t interrupt me.You’ll get your turn, all right?As I was saying, this is very, very simple: it’s about justice.‘An eye for an eye.’ But the liberal media doesn’t see it that way.They’re trying to spin this into some kind of a sob story about Matthew Moxon, this billionaire elitist –who is an atheist, by the way – did you know that? This atheist gets stabbed in some Canadian restaurant.Like we’re all supposed to feel sorry for him now, after what he did?Sen.Jenkins: The stabbing was reported less than thirty minutes ago.With so few details about the incident I don’t think we can form an opinion about—O’Neill: It turns out he’s fine.It was just a scrape, and he’s in stable condition.But what I’m interested in: he brings a superhuman with him for protection! The guy knows he has a target painted on his back for what he did in Arena Mode, so he’s surrounding himself with these human weapons.That’s the same as walking into a building with a bazooka.Is that acceptable, Senator? Walking around with a bazooka? Are we going to have new laws in Canada where you can just waltz into a store and say, “Hey, look at me, I want to buy some gum.By the way, I have a bazooka!”Is that the world we’re living in?Sen.Jenkins: First of all, I’m a Senator from the state of New York [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]