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Ms. Justice:

Screaming as I fall through the sky, I look up, down, left, and right for anything I could use. I check my pockets but all I have are my shield, the museum's clock, and whatever it is I ripped from the man. The thing, whatever it is, looks a lot like some sort of sci-fi remote control. I push a few buttons but nothing happens. Just to be sure, I hit the remote control against the palm of my hand and push some buttons but still, nothing happens.

I shake my head and pocket both the control and the clock. Now only holding my shield, I look around again. Falling and bursting through a cloud, my eyes go wide when I see myself falling toward a building's ledge.

Looking down at my shield again, a lightbulb turns on and I hold my shield above me. Or below me. I can't be sure. I'm falling here!

With my shield out in front of me, I land on the building's ledge. Despite my shield absorbing most of the impact, I still fall onto my shoulder, and a second later, I feel a stinging, shooting pain. Screaming again as I grab and hold my shoulder, I now find myself sliding down the building.

Sliding down a bunch of windows, I fly right off a second ledge and into a brick wall! My shoulder hits the brick wall and the stinging, shooting pain from before turns into a burning pain. Thankfully, as I fall toward the ground, I'm able to hold out my shield. It once again absorbs most of the impact.

Landing on top of my shield, I take a few minutes to catch my breath. Breathing in and out through my grinding teeth, I use my arm without the broken shoulder to push myself over. Moaning and fighting through the shoulder pain as I flip myself over, I then push myself up.

"Ahh," I cry. I feel tears form in my eyes as I look around. "Where am I?"

I look around and see myself in an almost pitch-black city. Skyscrapers are towering all over but the lights in them are all turned off. So are the streetlights. I see myself sitting on an empty sidewalk, beside an empty street. There are no cars, or people, or even lights anywhere I look.

"Is this home," I say. "No. It can't be. Why are all the lights turned off? Where is everyone? The streets have never been this empty before. Even at 3 in the morning."

I bite my tongue as I push myself onto my feet. I drag my feet as I walk. I walk and walk until I find what I'm looking for, a manhole cover.

It takes all my strength to pull the cover off and climbs down. Making my way around in the dark, it takes some time but I think I finally find the hidden wall.

I take a deep breath before pushing on the brick and stepping on the pressure plate. The wall splits open but the lights don't come on.

"Oh no," I say. I peek into the OutPost but with the light off, it's near impossible to see. "Hello? Hello!"

Since no one answers me, I have to swallow the lump in my throat and walk in. With my shield in front of me, I carefully and cautiously tip-toe in.

"Hello. Hello! QuickShot? JumpStart? SpeedBlade? Is anyone there?"

I'm in complete darkness. I can't see anything. Also, the air feels colder than usual. I'm shivering, and have to blow air into my shaking hands.

"Where's the switch? Where's the switch? The switch shouldn't be too far from the door."

As I feel my way around in the dark, my hand hits something hard and small.

"Ahh," I cry, pulling my hand back. "I think I found it."

I flick the light switch on but once I see the OutPost, I regretted it.

"Oh, my god."

Somehow, I don't know how, but somehow, the entire OutPost is destroyed. All our living room furniture is destroyed. All our kitchen applications and rusted and on the floor. Even a few lightbulbs themselves are destroyed. They explode the second I turned the lights on.

I drop to my knees. I feel my breath leaving my body.

"I can't breathe. I can't breathe! What happened? What happened here? Where is everyone? It's happening again! It's happening again! I come home, and no one is here!"

I cover my head. My head feels like it's going to explode. I don't know what to do. I don't know what to do! I can't hold them back anymore. I feel tears leaking out from my eyes!

"Someone," I cry. "Someone. Can anyone hear me?"

"Justice," someone says.

"Justice. That's me. That's my name!"

I look up and see someone standing in front of one of the rooms. Dressed in a black and grey jumpsuit with a mask, long black hair tied into a ponytail, and pointed ears, I push myself up and run right into JumpStart

"JumpStart," I shout, wrapping my arms around him and hugging him. "JumpStart! I am so happy to see you!"

"Oh," JumpStart says. He tries to peel me off but I stay attached. "Hey, hey, hey. Justice? Is that you?"

"Of course, it's me," I say. I pull back my head but my arms stay around JumpStart. "What was that face? What? Not happy to see me?"

Now it's JumpStart who's crying. Tears pour from his mask as he hugs his arms around my neck and pulls me in close.

"I can't believe it," he says, "I can't believe it! You're here! You're here! Oh, man! I haven't seen you in years."

"Years," I repeat. "Wait, what? Years? JumpStart, what do you mean year?"

JumpStart and I pull apart. As soon as we're apart, I wave my arms around.

"JumpStart, what do you mean by year? You haven't seen me in years? What are you talking about? And this? What is this? What happened to the OutPost? And the others? The others! Where are QuickShot and SpeedBlade? Why aren't they here?"

As I go on and on, asking countless questions, I look back at JumpStart but instead of answering me, all he does is lowers his head and sigh. He opens his mouth. It looks like he's about to say something but stops.

"What," I shout. "What! What are you going to say? Come on, just say it! Say it! Say it!"

"Justice," JumpStart screams after grabbing and pulling at his mouth. "Please, just be quiet."

"What?"

JumpStart still doesn't answer me. Instead, he walks past me and toward our ruined living room. He grabs and flips an old chair back into its upright position.

"Sit down," he says, pointing at the chair after dusting it off. "Don't ask why. Just sit down here."

I don't understand but I do as JumpStart asked. There's a tear in the cushion and for some reason, it's black. It looks burnt but nevertheless, I still sit down on it.

"What," I ask again. I look up at JumpStart as he paces. He turns and walks before turning around and walking again. "JumpStart?"

JumpStart sighs as he stops and looks at me.

"Okay," he says, putting up his hands. "I don't know how to tell you this, but I'm just going to be straightforward. Ms. Justice, the last time I saw you was over ten years ago."

"Te--Ten years ago," I repeat. "No, no, no, no, no. That can't be right. I mean, but you--"

JumpStart puts up his hand and cuts me off.

"I'm a wood elf," JumpStart interrupts. "We don't age as fast as humans. I look the same and I guess so does SpeedBlade since, to this day, he still hadn't taken off his armor, but QuickShot. Well, she's a different story."

This is all too much for me to handle. My head sinks between my hands as JumpStart goes on.

"The last time I saw you, it was when the four of us try to stop Fast-Forward from stealing the Clock of Eternity."

"The Clock of Eternity," I say. My head shoots up and I look at JumpStart. "But we did stop him. At least, I did."

I reach into my pocket and pull out the Clock, its golden base shining in the dim lights. JumpStart takes the clock and examines it for a bit before giving it back to me.

"That's not how I remember it. Anyway, after we failed to stop Fast-Forward from stealing the clock, and lost you in the process, the three of us, well, we just couldn't handle it. We disbanded."