The Black Silencer: A Short Story

Seemingly outnumbered, Nightmare did not so any concern. In fact she shook the boy a little harder. At this, his sister gave a shout and charged towards her. She was fast, an Accelerate. In a flash, she was behind Nightmare and about to land a blow, when Nightmare gave an evil grin. The girl shuddered and she stopped moving. She had in a trance like state on her face. Turning around and faced the crowded street, she spoke in a very deep and different voice.
"Touching. A very tight knitted neighbourhood you have here. Pardon my intrusion but I have no voice of my own. So I 'll just use this young lady to speak instead. I am the Black Silencer and I just need to borrow these two for a little moment."
She levitated the little boy weightlessly

"Get her first," said a man with fiery arms.
Immediately the entire mob raced towards her, super powers ablaze.
Nightmare grinned and swung her hand forward. The flame disappeared but crowd stopped as though they were paralysed.
Then the first man dropped to the floor and began screaming like a frightened little girl.
"Get them off me. Get them off me. Spiders! Spiders!"
Dawson turned to Meg in surprise. "There is nothing on him."
"Yes. But this is Nightmare 's edge. She uses her telepathic powers to make her victims come across their greatest fears. Fear is her edge. The more people are afraid, the stronger her ability grows," Meg explained. One by one, the people began their manic wails, as their fears seemed to materialise in their mind.
“Meg, your little army of neighbourhood watchmen are nothing more than gnats against me. Come out now or I 'll start squashing them like ants, beginning with this boy."
She flicked the boy up in the air like a rock from a catapult.
"Wait!" Dawson voice echoed through the street.
The boys plummet halted in mid-air.
"Ahhh. Finally the prey

Now without any mouthpiece, she shot her thoughts directly into their heads. It caused Dawson and Meg to close their ears in pain.
“This will be fun!!!"
Nightmare started her assault. A horrible mental image of himself being cut open like a fish, flashed in Dawson’s mind.
“What’s happening?” Dawson groaned.
“She’s using her ability on us,” Meg said falling on all fours.
She stared at her own arms in horror. She seemed to be melting into a puddle but her mind told her it was not real.
"We can 't beat her. We need a Minder to help us. Maybe an army of Minders," she cried as she collapsed on the ground.
Inside, Benny watched the fight in horror. His friends were twitching on the ground helplessly, in front of the Silencer.
"Dad, we should go out there and help them!"
“It’s none of our business, son. We’ll just move to another town after this is over."
There was a bang on the upstairs floor. Despite her limp, Rebecca forced herself down the steps. She folded her arms and stared at her husband in anger.
"Pierre Frederick Bernstein. How can you say such things! These are our neighbours and those are our son’s friend. Meg is my