"She's not breathing!" the young man shouted. "Dad, she's not breathing."

"Call 9-1-1." The man pushed his son aside and reached the girl. Her clothes were wet, a mix of blood and dirt on her face. Heavy drops of rain were falling on them, making it difficult to see clearly. The man knew that the ambulance wouldn't arrive on time. He had heard on the radio that multiple bridges had collapsed and the river had overflowed. "I'll save you," he muttered and checked her pulse.

"They are on their way." The boy came back.

The man started breathing air into the girl's mouth, holding her head in the proper place.

"We don't have time." He looked at his son. The boy was barely fifteen, yet he had managed to get the girl out of the water. "She doesn't have time," he explained and started chest compressions. "Get the flashlight from the car and stand near the road. Be careful," he said without looking at his son. He was only looking at the girl with black hair.

Ten minutes had passed when a dazzling light blinded him. Soon, he heard the thunder in a close distance. The rain had covered everything, but he didn't stop.

"Let me see," he whispered as if the girl could hear him. His fingers reached to her neck, checking her pulse. "Yes," he mumbled. The pulse was faint but it was there. She was alive. He brushed away some of the dirt on her face and held her hand until the paramedics arrived.

"We'll get her to the United Hospital. It's the only one that still has electricity," one of them said as they were lifting the girl from the ground.

"We'll follow you."

The boy touched his father's arm, his question left unsaid, but his eyes could speak louder.

"We have to. Your mother would want us to."

The young man nodded. "You are right."

They got into the car, following the ambulance and the girl with black hair. The rain had stopped but the destruction was evident around them. Trees had fallen, cars had crashed, houses had flooded...

"I can't remember a storm like this in all the years I've been here," the father said as the hospital came into his view.

They parked and went straight to the information desk.

"A young woman was brought a few minutes ago. With dark hair. She was drowned," the old man spoke rapidly.

The woman sitting behind the computer barely looked at them. "Are you her family?"

"My son and I found her." A tone of annoyance was evident in his voice. "Is she okay?"

"I don't have that information. You should wait at the emergency wing." The woman started typing on her computer, unbothered.

"Now, dad?"

"Now, we wait."

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Elektra opened her eyes but closed them at once. The lights were blinding her, and the tall figures around her scared her.

"You are in the hospital. You are safe here," a gentle voice informed her.

Her eyelids trembled, and her lips parted. "Water," she whispered, her voice hoarse and tired.

She felt her upper body being lifted and then, a glass touching her lips. She gulped hastily, the water running cold and refreshing in her mouth and then, in her esophagus.

"Do you remember what happened?" a second voice asked her.

Opening her eyes again, she tried to focus her view on the man who spoke. She started feeling euphoric as if the water was her medicine.

"I was in my car, driving, when-" She rubbed her forehead with her right arm, a small buzz hitting her ears. A mix of white and yellow appeared on her vision. "-when I saw a lighting. It was huge and so bright. It struck the car and I lost my grip on the wheel. I don't know what happened next."

The doctors and the nurse were watching her carefully, letting her finish her story.

"Your car fell off the bridge. A man and his son found you trying to swim in the river and managed to get you and bring you to the shore. The father gave you first aid, and the son called the ambulance."

"I don't remember swimming." She looked at the nurse. "Can I have more water?"

"You went under shock. Your body was frozen when the paramedics arrived at the scene. What's your name? We couldn't find an id on you."

"Elektra. Elektra Williams."

"Here you go." The nurse smiled and offered her the glass. Elektra smiled back, meeting his kind eyes.

"You mentioned that lightning struck your car?"

"Yes," Elektra answered, certain that she had seen that light everywhere around her. "Is something wrong with me?"

"Well, your body doesn't have any signs of electrocution. Your car hasn't been found yet, so we don't know exactly what happened, but you are fine." The doctor said the last part as if it was a bad thing that she was "fine".

No one spoke for a minute. Elektra didn't know what to think of what the doctor had said. She knew she saw the light. But what if her mind made new images? Yellow dots kept appearing in her view.

"The people who saved you are outside. They have been waiting all these hours to see you recover," the female doctor broke the silence.

Elektra's eyebrows furrowed. "Hours?" She put the empty glass on the counter next to her.

The doctor was tall, so tall that her head could touch the light. Or it looked like the light was touching the doctor's head. But that wasn't possible. Light doesn't touch things. Elektra shook her head.

"They brought you here late last night. It's noon now."

The young woman nodded, grasping everything she had learned. "Thank you," she said at last. "Can I see them?"

"Of course," the male doctor said. "But you'll promise us that you will rest afterward."

"Deal." She smiled, and her hazel eyes shined.

"If you need anything, you can call for doctor Stevens. That's me," the woman said before they left the room. Two men entered a minute later; the younger one was almost at the same height as the older, bald man.

"Hello," Elektra said.

"Hello. I'm Adam and this is my son, Brian." The man pointed at his son.

"I'm Elektra. Nice to meet you. Thank you for saving me and for staying here until now." She smiled and motioned them to sit on the two chairs beside the wall on her left.

"How are you feeling?" the boy asked her.

"Good." She wasn't lying. She was feeling more and more energetic, though her vision was a little strange. She could see small dots in the air and she was certain that they were buzzing. However, she didn't say anything about it; she didn't want people to think she was crazy.

"The doctors said you'll stay here for a couple of days. Do you need anything? Should we call someone to come here?"

She shook her head. "It's just me. There's no one to call."

"Do you live here?" the boy asked.

"No. I was traveling to the north. I'm adopted and I recently learned where I was born. So I decided to visit the hospital I was born in and see if they've got any information on my birth parents. Do you live here?"

"Yes," the old man answered first. "I was born and raised here. So does my son."

Elektra shook her head, as a phone rang. "Finally! The signal is back," Adam exclaimed. "I have to answer it," he said, almost apologetically, and left the room.

Brian clasped his hands in front of him and looked out of the window, opposite him. He wasn't used to being alone with a girl. Not that she was very young, but she was beautiful.

"How did you find me?" she asked him suddenly.

Brian turned his gaze at her. "My dad was driving when we saw the side of the bridge broken. He suspected a car had fallen off it. And he wasn't wrong."

Elektra didn't say anything, but he felt that she wanted him to continue.

"He parked over and walked down the hummock, toward the river. I saw a body stuck among branches and rocks. I got you out of the water and my father did the rest."

"Did you see anything strange?"

"Like what?"

"Forget it." She gave a small smile. She didn't know what to expect, but she felt different. The small buzz hadn't left her ears.

Adam broke into the room. "We have to go," he said. "My best friend's farm is damaged and we have to go help. We'll be back later."

"Oh, no. You don't have to. You've already done enough."

"Don't think about that. Rest now," Adam said while Brian waved before leaving.

"Alright," Elektra returned the smile. "Can you turn off the light? I'd like to sleep."

Adam nodded and turned off the switch. "Sweet dreams."

Elektra looked around the empty room. The buzz was gone.

"What the-" she exclaimed. An instinct took over, and she decided to get up. She was either getting crazy or something was happening.

One step at a time, she reached the switch. The light was on and the buzz returned. She turned the lights off, and the buzz was gone.

She walked to the small, private bathroom and opened the faucet. Throwing some water on her face, she felt calmer and stronger. "You are tired," she whispered to herself. The water was still running when Elektra shrieked. Yellow and orange lines were dancing around her head. "No, no, no! I'm not crazy!" she screamed. The room's door opened.

"Elektra?" someone asked.

"Something's wrong with me!" the young woman said and turned around.

"No, that's not true. You saw it, didn't you?"

Elektra's face turned pale as she stared at doctor Stevens. "What are you talking about?"

"I see the dots and the lines too." The doctor grabbed Elektra's arms and looked straight into her eyes.

"Then, you are crazy too!" Elektra tried to release herself from the doctor's grip.

"I've been waiting so long for someone like you. Like me," she added. "You are not crazy. You are special. And you are not the only one."

Elektra shook her head fast. "What are you talking about?"

"I have powers. I control the light. And I think you have the same power too. Though yours might be a little different." The doctor tilted her head to the left. "That explains it."

"Explain what?" Elektra turned her head and looked behind her.

The water wasn't running straight from the tap. It was running in shapes as if there was an invisible slide.

The young woman turned off the tap at once. "How?" she asked when she looked at the doctor again.

"I'm not sure. We are still looking into it. I think it's related to the storm. I got my powers five years ago. But last night's storm was unique. No one alive has seen something like that."

"We?"

"Well, I'm not the only one. People around the world have reported strange powers coming right after an accident during a storm. We collect information and share knowledge on our powers. The few scientists on our team are trying to decipher if we've got a gene that got triggered or if someone wanted us specifically to have powers."

"Okay, let's say I believe you. What can you do?"

The doctor grinned and showed her palm. "Look."

Small yellow dots appeared over her palm, dancing together. The dots turned into lines, and the lines turned into a swirl of light.

"I control electricity, and therefore, I can create light."

"Can I do it too?" Elektra's face beamed.

The doctor shrugged. "We both see the dots. I think people call them electrons. So, you'll probably be able to do the same with practice. It took me a lot of time to learn how to control them. But-"

"But?" A cloud of worry filled Elektra's eyes.

"But you also control the water, obviously. I haven't heard of a person with two powers. You have to come with me. They'll want to meet you!"

"Wait! That's too much! I have a life, and I can't just run away."

"Don't you want to know what happened to you last night?" The doctor raised her eyebrow.

Elektra remembered the chaos her life was. No one would look out for her. She sighed. "Fine. But you won't keep any secrets from me. I want to know everything, doctor Stevens."

"It's Susan. This has to be a secret. We don't know how people we'll react if they learned about our powers."

The woman with the black hair nodded in agreement. Excitement rushed through her veins. She was feeling like a superwoman.

"So, what do we do now?"

"You'll stay here for a couple of days. No one can suspect anything. And then," Susan's face broke into another grin. "-you'll meet my team. Your life changed, Elektra, last night. I don't know why or how. But you are not alone. Are you ready to figure out everything about your powers?"

Susan extended her right arm, palm facing the ceiling.

"I am." Elektra touched the woman's hand and shook it. "Let's figure out what happened last night."

As the two women touched their palms, a small swirl of light appeared around them. Elektra's heart was beating fast, and her veins were pulsing wildly under her skin. She was scared but excited too. She didn't know what she was getting herself into, but that lighting had changed her, and now, she would change her life.