Appearances Can Be Deceptive...

He was in pain, and bleeding. He looked across the pavement to see his daughter, still in the wheelchair, surrounded by five men, pulling at her, taunting her. "Jessica..." he weakly called out. All of the men ignored him, but his daughter heard. Yes, father?... Do you remember that I said you should always be careful, that you must always be in control?... Yes, I do.... I think that I was wrong. Every now and then you will need to lose that control, and I think this is one of those times. Do you have them?... I do. Then take them - all of them - and throw them away.... Father...? Are you sure?... Do it!... The urgency in his voice was clear. Their very lives depended on her actions. With no warning, Jessica stood up from the chair, and then proceeded to rise - she floated! The men surrounding her all stopped in their tracks. What the hell is this? She clapped her hands, and the men all flew up - straight up - and kept going. It wasn't long before they could hear the screams, but they were cut short as they got too high, too quick.