Chapter 5 of 6
"Light show, what are you talking about?" Dustin asked in total confusion. John rose his hand and shot of a red light towards Dustin. Dustin horrified blinked out of the way. When Dustin blinked in view the red light exploded like a firework.
"Come out, come out wherever you are!" John yelled through the jungle. Dustin blinked all the way back to Malik's hut and found him inside.
"Malik I can't stay here." Dustin said in an alarmed voice.
"Why not? Dustin what's wrong?" Malik asked getting up.
"Um, Billy that guy I told you about," Dustin started.
"The guy who killed Ricky?" Malik asked.
"Yes, um, he's here, now normally I wouldn't be afraid of him, but um, apparently he has a power too."
"What kind of power?" Malik asked.
"He has a firework power, or something like that, I have to find a way to get to America," Dustin replied.
"I know you've had horrible luck but maybe if you teleport it'll be easier," Malik said.
"Right, if Billy, or John asks I wasn't here nor do I know you." Dustin responded.
"John?" Malik asked.
"I don't know, it's what he calls himself, John Booster, I have an idea, I hope to see you sometime in the future," Dustin replied.
Malik nodded and Dustin blinked out of the hut.
"Come on Dustin, Four and a half years I was in prison, for a murder I wouldn't have committed had it not been for you!" John yelled.
"Actually it was your fault," Dustin said blinking in front of John. John launched a blue light at Dustin but Dustin blinked out of the way.
"It took me three years to figure out what happened. You teleported out of the way, while Ricky took the force of the hit!"
"It's not my fault John, you should've left me alone, Ricky would still be alive had you not had crazy ideas and try to kill me. I thought you had fourteen years, what happened?" Dustin said dodging a yellow light.
"It was July 4th 2002; all those fireworks filled me with joy, and freedom. I raised my hands and a couple of lights launched from my hands and they exploded in the air like fireworks. It took me till July 4th 2003 to put it all together. After that night, I escaped easily and fled the country. Luckily some of my friends recently erased me from existence. Billy is dead, but John Booster was born." Dustin dodged a red and blue light.
"Really? That's so wonderful for you, I'm so proud that the person who tried to kill me, was also blessed with a power." As Dustin said that he narrowly dodged five lights that exploded right near him.
"Tried to kill you? I would've killed you, had you not teleported out of the way!" John Booster yelled.
"You would've been charged with my murder, instead." Dustin replied.
"Yes but Ricky would've been alive." John yelled causing a storm of guilt to eat at Dustin.
"A life in prison is that the life you envisioned for Ricky? It's almost like those rumors were true, you were tired of him so you killed him!" Dustin yelled in moderate pain.
"LIAR!" A large blue light launched itself from John's two hands, and as it approached Dustin, he orbed out of the way. Dustin found himself near the ocean. Tears fell from Dustin's eyes as he fell onto his knees. It was the first time, he actually cried for someone who had been mean to him.
"Ricky was just a misguided soul, that should never have been with Billy or John or whatever the hell he's calling himself these days," Dustin said out loud to himself.
Suddenly without warning an object hit Dustin in the head. Dustin picked it up and read the title "All Types of Fictional Teleportation Techniques." Dustin smiled and opened it.
"There's one chapter I forgot to read." Dustin opened the book and flipped itto the end. Dustin gasped, the last chapter was hand written specifically addressed to him.
"Dustin, I predicted my death, and so I wanted to tell you something. A path to a hero is never easy. Heroes are tempted everyday and yet a hero overcomes his disadvantages and weaknesses to strive for a better life. What I'm saying, Dustin, is you need to forgive yourself for the death of your classmate. Until you forgive yourself for the circumstances of when you first teleported, you will surely be held back." Dustin closed the book and looked down.
"Dustin I know you're there somewhere!" John yelled through the jungle. Tears fell from Dustin's eyes.
"Ricky, I'm sorry you died because of me. Sometimes I wish I never teleported at that time. But now I know why, in your honor I will dedicate myself to helping those less fortunate." Dustin started to laugh as the guilt started to fade away. Dustin heard a noise and looked behind him. A green light headed towards him, Dustin fell back and orbed out of the way.
"Hey wake up pal, there's no sleeping here." A voice called out to Dustin. When Dustin got up he saw a police officer standing over him.
"Where am I?" Dustin asked confused.
"You're in New York City, welcome, now get going." The police officer said rudely.
"I'm going, wait, New York City?" Dustin said to himself.