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The Guardians of Kernsville

By Nightwing27th All Rights Reserved ©

Action / Drama

Chapter 29: Dust

Three Days Later…

Rebbeca went alone to Frank’s funeral. Everyone asked her when it was, but she never told them. She had heard enough of “I’m sorry for your loss” to last her a life time. Frank’s head stone is next to her mother’s, and May’s is next to his. With Proto next to her, she sat and listened to the cars drive by.

It seems like it was yesterday that she was at her mother’s funeral. She got up, stood in front of the head stones, and took off her glasses. She took a picture of her father’s head stone with her cell phone, and plans to put next to her mother’s, at home.

“Life’s not going to be the same without you guys,” she said, as she petted Proto’s head. “But I promise I won’t stop fighting.” She put her glasses back on and walked down the hill with Proto.

When she got home, she went to her room and closed the door. She walked to the bed and sat. Her phone started vibrating, so she pulled it out of her pocket. She glanced at the screen and saw that Danny was calling.

She sighed and tossed the phone on the bed. Then, she laid back and stared up at the ceiling. She closed her eyes, as her thoughts went wild:

Drake has been getting to know his sister better, but she knows he’s keeping something from her. Now, Drake has to choose between losing his sister and telling her our secrets. Danny has had to cancel four dates due to injury or things he won’t tell me. I’ve been to Riverstone twice, to visit Ben. Part of me wants to move there...but my life is here. And so is my heart.


Everyone was sitting around the table at Headquarters, when Rebbeca walked in the room with Sam. “So, I take it you all got my message?”

“Yeah,” Drake said. “Why is he here?”

“Since I’m not a cop anymore, Sam offered to help.”

“Okay, first of all, I didn’t offer,” Sam said. “And, second, this is a one-time thing.”

Rebbeca sighed. “Yes, Sam. You told me that a hundred times on the phone, this morning.”

“Yeah, but I’ve seen how you guys work. Someone helps you, and then they’re stuck with you for life.”

“We’ll see,” Drake said. He smiled at Sam from across the table.

“And I can tell you right now, I am not wearing a costume.”

“Then, what do you call that thing you wear when you fight crime?”

“A uniform.”

“How is that any different?”

“Okay, stop,” Rebbeca said, raising her voice. “We’re supposed to be friends, not enemies. We’re here because of this new villain, not to fight.”

“Tell that to him,” Sam mumbled.

“I just did.” She leaning across the table toward him.

Danny stood up at the head of the table. “You guys ready?” He looked at the girls.

“Yes,” they replied.

“And what about you, ladies?” He looked at Sam and Drake. Drake replied with a chuckle, but Sam didn’t say a word. “Okay, then. Rebbeca, do you want to start?”

“Sure.” She tossed a newspaper on the table. The headline read: “Is Dust back?”

“They’re calling it Dust. It’s killed fifty-nine people in the past four years, in thirty different cities. Including Riverstone and, our sister city, St. Nova.”

“So, it’s not human?” Drake asked.

“Sometimes it appears human, but we’re not really even sure what it is.”

“This might help.” Sam opened a folder. “In St. Nova, a man walked in on Dust trying to kill his wife. The man said, ‘It looked at me and then turned to black dust and disappeared’.”

“This guy really gets around,” Drake said, as he flipped through the paper.

“Why are they asking if he’s back?” Sarah J asked.

“In 2008, on the day of the mine crash, all but one worker was accounted for: Randy Wyman,” Sam said. “Some think he was trapped in the mine with Abigail.”

“But…,” Rebbeca prodded.

“And the other people, like miss pushy pants over there, think that the crystal gave him powers,” Sam said, begrudgingly.

“Sure, I got my powers from the mine,” Abigail said, “but, I’m still not sure how.”

Drake put the paper down and sat up. “I do. When Abigail was trapped, the only air she had was air that was filled with Rainbow Crystal that the bomb blew up. So, for four hours, that’s all she was breathing. When they pulled her out, she had blood on her shirt, but no cuts anywhere. The Rainbow Crystal put her in a coma, not the rocks. So, if he was trapped in there for a few days, I can only imagine what that would have done to his body.”

“You think there’s someone else with crystal powers?”

“Well, I don’t know. You have crystal skin, whereas with him, it looks like all of him might be crystal. This means, he should have the same weakness as you.”

“I don’t have a weakness.”

“Now that’s where you’re wrong,” Danny said. “Drake and I did some tests and we found it.”

“So, what is it?”

“You. Rainbow Crystal is your weakness.”

“And here I thought it was fire or radioactive pieces from your home planet. Or, maybe even White Crystal, like Rebbeca, but no,” Drake said, as he leaned back.

“You read too many comics,” Rebbeca said, as she shook her head.

“Don’t pretend you didn’t read them, too. This kind of thing only happens in comics. In fact, this whole thing is straight out of a comic.”

The room went silent as they stared at Drake.

“Wyman started killing here, then St. Nova, then here, then Riverstone,” Rebbeca said. “And now he’s back here.”

“What’s your point?” Sam asked.

“Each time he’s been here, he’s killed three people.”

“Again…what’s your point?”

“My point is, he’s not killing for fun.”

“Could it be Caster?” Sarah J asked.

“I don’t think so. I think its revenge.”

“Revenge for what?” Sam asked.

“He was trapped in the mine. He probably thinks they left him there.”

“How do you know that?”

“Because the mine crash is what ended my career as an officer. I basically memorized the list of workers. Over three hundred people, Sam!” She stared at him. “So, you tell me what my point is.”

After a few seconds of Sam and Rebbeca staring at each other, Sarah J walked out of the room.

“I’ll go see what that was about.” Danny got up and followed her.

“Drake, can you please make a list of the workers, that are still alive, that live in Kernsville?” Rebbeca asked.

“Sure,” Drake said. “I’ll be right back.” Abigail got up and followed Drake out of the room.

Rebbeca looked at Sam. “What?”

“I didn’t know you were fired from the police department.”

“I wasn’t. I quit.”

“Why?”

“Trying to be at the crime scenes, as both Rebbeca and Dark Vengeance, was starting to get out of hand. How do you think Ben found out?”

“Do you ever tell anyone your secret?”

“I told Shawn.”

“Who?”

“Shawn MaGreen. Son of the billionaire…?”

“Okay, I need a list of all the people that know,” Sam joked.

“Maybe someday, you’ll know exactly how many people know. But, you see, you’d have to be a full time member.”

Sam and Rebbeca laughed as she started cleaning up the papers on the table.


Danny walked outside, where he found Sarah J. “Everything okay?”

She shrugged her shoulders and stared at the tall pine trees.

“Is it the fighting between Sam and Beca?”

“No…I know Sam can be stupid sometimes,” she replied. They both smiled.

“Then, what is it?”

“Wyman.”

He sat down next to her.

“Four years ago, I was engaged to a man named Todd Jarrett. He was the manager at the mine, and he found Abigail when it crashed. A week before the wedding…Todd and I were jumped by thugs one night, on a walk. Seven weeks later, I woke up out of a coma, to find out that Todd was dead.”

Tears began to form in her eyes. “But that was back when Wyman first started killing, and I didn’t put the pieces together until Rebbeca started talking about it.”

“I’m sorry, I am not the person to get good advice from,” Danny said. “But if I were you, I’d stop him…before he kills someone else’s Todd.”

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