With her death is normally where her story would end but Isobel Blake would be spotted again in her home city, walking down the street. She couldn’t remember her name, sparks and lightning flew out of her, and she was nude.
“Ma’am, are you okay?” a police officer cautiously walked up to Isobel, making sure to keep a distance from her sparks.
“I...I don’t know,” Isobel said, in a flighty, forgetful way. “I was drawn here. This area must be very important to me.”
“Maybe you can come down to the precinct with me. We can help you find what you are looking for and maybe get some clothes on you,” the officer suggested.
“No, I”m good. Thank you, though,” Isobel smiled.
“Ma’am, I’m afraid that I have to insist,” the officer reached out his hand to Isobel.
“I said,” Isobel electrocuted the policeman “‘No!’ I am not some helpless bimbo. I just need to remember.” Isobel began throwing lightning bolts and expelling electricity all over the neighborhood. “Get away from me,” she screeched.
People ran to get off of the streets and away from Isobel. She continued to throw lightning bolts in various directions, clearly upset with this change in her life and her amnesia. As her bolts calmed down, she was suddenly lifted up off of the ground and was soon in the clouds. “I had to get you away from those people. You already took one life, you don’t need to take any more.”
Icarion, carried Isobel as far as he could before she released a couple of bolt of lightning from her back, shocking him off of her. “Unhand me.”
Icarion looked at the two scorch marks on his tunic. The shocks kind of hurt. “I guess I’ll have to get tough,” he launched himself at Isobel who, in an instant, used her lightning to flash herself back down to Earth. “Maybe I won’t be able to use brute force,” Icarion said to himself.
Isobel began electrocuting people in the street with her lightning bolts, a cold smile on her face. Icarion thought for a couple seconds on how to handle this but couldn’t think of a good idea. He knew that he had to stop her senseless killing and began flying down to grab people and move them out of the way--into open windows, onto rooftops, over into the next block. Within minutes, it was just Icarion and Isobel on the block. Police had arrived and blocked off each end of the street and the intersection.
“You can’t stop me,” Isobel grinned.
“Maybe,” Icarion noticed something out of the corner of his eye. “Maybe not.”
Isobel began shooting at him as he flew toward a fire hydrant near her. He narrowly dodged her lightning and kicked the hydrant off of the street. Water began pouring out. Without thinking, Isobel threw a bolt at Icarion who flew into the air just a couple of feet. The bolt hit the water and shorted out her bolt and traveled back to Isobel.
Isobel screamed in pain as she went down onto her knees. She then collapsed onto the street and stopped moving. Paramedics rushed to the scene. “Her heart stopped,” one of them said. They began loading her onto a gurney and into an ambulance.
“Her name is Isobel Blake,” Conrad told Lucius Goebel. “She was lost at sea after the Kiddonese bombed a ship. Everyone on board was killed with, I guess, one exception.”
“Will she be okay?” Lucius asked.
“Yeah. We’re going to take it slow with her. But she’ll be fine.”
