Sharon gasped as a white light engulfed Jim's body. His body rose slowly into the air, and she screamed as a crack of thunder echoed through the room and a bolt of dazzling blue energy slammed into his chest.
"Jim!" she screamed, horrified at what was happening to her boyfriend. Before she'd been slightly annoyed with him, but that didn't meant she wanted something like this to happen. What had she done?
Another bolt of energy exploded against Jim's chest. The concussive force of the blast was such that Sharon was thrown off her feet and sent sailing back into the wall. She groaned, dazed, and tried to look up. The dazzling white light continued to swirl around Jim, and every few seconds another bolt of energy seemed to come from nowhere and smash against his chest. Each hit reverberated throughout the room, and it seemed to Sharon like it was getting stronger.
"Jim!" she cried weakly. It was hard to call for him over the roar of energy, and harder still since the wind had been knocked out of her. She could no longer see Jim in the maelstrom of power that was tearing throughout the room.
Sharon tried to get up, but another blast echoed through the room, and this was one was strong that she was sent flying towards the window. She smashed against it, and glass shattered outward as she flailed her arms wildly in an attempt to keep from plummetting down to the ground some thirty feet away. She screamed in horror as a final, devastating crack of thunder seemed to slam into her, tearing apart some of the frame of the window. She shrieked as she tumbled out of the apartment window and began rushing towards the pavement below. "AHHH!!!!"
She closed her eyes, wishing this wasn't happening, unable to comprehend how things had gone so badly so quickly. Air rushed past her, and she knew she was dead.
And then...
She had stopped. Someone was holding her. The arms were large and sturdy, and felt warm and very comforting. Her scream died in her throat, and she slowly opened one eye.
"Are you okay?"
The voice was deep and full of concern. Sharon nodded slowly, feeling suddenly as if nothing in the world could possibly harm her. Jim's face - only it wasn't quite as she remembered it - frowned concernedly down at her.
"Are you sure?" he asked, and he adjusted her in his grip slightly. "You're bleeding."
"Jim?" she whispered. "What...What happened to you?"
"Nevermind that. You're all cut up from the glass. We have to get you cleaned up."
"What about you?"
"I'm fine," Jim said, and he smiled warmly at her. Sharon smiled back at that dazzling white smile of his. Just looking at him was like looking at the embodiment of Protection. She managed to tear her eyes away from his chiseled jaw and piercing blue eyes, and glanced down at the rest of him.
He was huge. Solid muscle packed upon solid muscle, and all of it perfectly tanned and nearly as smooth as marble. His body was almost inhuman. People never looked like that. The only place she'd ever seen something similar was in Jim's old comic books. Every muscle was hard and defined, and there was not at single ounce of flab. Where once had been a slightly skinny nerd, there was now a towering figure of might.
A towering figure of might who was, she suddenly realized, completely naked. Completely naked, and very well hung.
"Jim, I-" she began, but couldn't think of what to say.
"We'll talk about it later," Jim said. "Come on. Let's get you back to your apartment."
"I don't have my key," Sharon realized. How were they going to get back in? What would they do if they were stuck outside: with Jim some kind of naked bodybuilder and her covered in tiny cuts and blood? What would people think?
For that matter, how had Jim caught her? What was going on here?
"That's okay," Jim grinned, and he held her a little tighter. "We'll just go up the way we came down."
Sharon frowned at him, even as she snuggled against the strong arms that held her, feeling safer than she ever had before in her life.
"How are we going to do thAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaHhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!!!" Sharon screamed as Jim leaped into the air, soaring upwards towards her window. In seconds, they were back in her apartment.
"Don't worry Sharon," Jim said as he carried her towards her bathroom. "Everything'll be okay. I'll always be there to catch you."
Just then...
Mon Oct 17 17:42:43 2005