Who: Matt and Where: in the park, in the lake, then elsewhere What: An arrival When: nowish Warnings/Rating: TBD Status ongoing
Matt raced along, zooming on his skateboard, arcing his body just right to take the turn around the battle zone. Mad Marty and the Menaces were trying to rob the bank on main street again, and The Four Colonels had it well in hand, so Matt didn't stay to help. He had to get to school! He was late, again!
As he zoomed along, he shot past the battle only for a stray blast top slam into the street ahead of him sending him racing into the air with a long drop. "Oh come on!" As he began to fall, he concentrated on the ground below him and it lurched upward, reaching to catch him... and then there was a flash and he was plummeting toward a small lake in a small park. "What the-?"
As he hit, and sank, he groaned, and struggled upward, glad he had learned how to swim back on the train. He broke the surface, gripping his board in one hand and looking around him as he gasped for breath. This looked oddly familiar.
As he struck out for the side of the lake, he just knew he was going to be blamed for this, somehow.