Sensing an attack Ezra used his speed to his advantage and repelled himself off the wall but as he tried to further the distance between them a great pressure wrapped itself around his neck. Powerless, Ezra was lifted off the ground by the deadly grip; his feet kicking futilely in midair and his hands clawing at his throat. "You can't escape me boy, you will join the dark side."

Ben thrashed and kicked within the grip but it was as if the man had superhuman strength for nothing he did had any effect. This was it. He was actually going to die. This sucked. He didn't even vote yet and now he was going to be killed by some terminator politician. Slowly Ben's struggles died down, he just didn't have the strength... (An original story by Shannon Becker)