Post by Phoenix on Nov 25, 2005 13:18:21 GMT -5
Phoebe walked into the F.B.I. headquarters, her flaming red hair tied back into a tight ponytail. She wasn't bad, but she was being forced by a mob that had her favorite bird, Shadow held hostage. She stepped in, in a tight, body-suit that she usually wore when she knew she'd be using her powers out in public. Phoenix walked in, men in suits with dark glasses nodded at her, Phoenix's father worked here, so that was ONE thing that was on her side. Phoebe looked at a man in a black suit, "Excuse me, but I was wondering where the C.H.I.P. was. Daddy wanted me to get it for him." The man looked questionable, but nodded and said, "Turn at your next right, then down that hallway...the password is...Washington D.C. Got it?" Phoebe nodded, then slunk away, smirking to herself. The C.H.I.P. was the Chronologitic Hands Incorperated Person. It could control the men in the F.B.I. and who-ever wore it around their neck, could control the entire F.B.I.
Phoebe walked into the secured room, and slid over, under, in-between, and twirled herself towards the C.H.I.P. that was protected very well. Phoebe then typed in the code, and the mechanical hand that WAS hoding the C.H.I.P. released and Phoebe snatched it, then tucked it into her pocket.
Phoebe waltzed out, then alarms blared! She gazed around, nervous, and the men were running towards her! Phoebe sighed, then started to run towards them, and they yelled halt, but she kept going and felt the heat of fire from the lights above. Phoebe smiled then was engulfed in flames, the men skidded to a stop, and she kept running towards them, and then thought to herself, "C'mon, morph to hummingbird." Phoebe then shrunk to above a thirtieth of her size (1/30) to a hummingbird size and she darted out, her arms easily flapping, but they were really flapping to about three hundred times a second as she zoomed out of the F.B.I. headquarters, almost...virtually...undetected.
Phoebe walked into the secured room, and slid over, under, in-between, and twirled herself towards the C.H.I.P. that was protected very well. Phoebe then typed in the code, and the mechanical hand that WAS hoding the C.H.I.P. released and Phoebe snatched it, then tucked it into her pocket.
Phoebe waltzed out, then alarms blared! She gazed around, nervous, and the men were running towards her! Phoebe sighed, then started to run towards them, and they yelled halt, but she kept going and felt the heat of fire from the lights above. Phoebe smiled then was engulfed in flames, the men skidded to a stop, and she kept running towards them, and then thought to herself, "C'mon, morph to hummingbird." Phoebe then shrunk to above a thirtieth of her size (1/30) to a hummingbird size and she darted out, her arms easily flapping, but they were really flapping to about three hundred times a second as she zoomed out of the F.B.I. headquarters, almost...virtually...undetected.
