I was reading the newspaper in my favorite cafe, Strawberry Truffle, and I was trying to act like my secret identity, Willow Trinity, but I don't think I was doing a good job. I almost wanted to drop the secret identity thing. I Just couldn't seem to stop acting like a superhero. But if I was Language Lady all the time, Backwards man would find me.
Backwards man, I thought. The Language flunk. Oh, sure, he made up his own language and stuff, but all he did was write it backwards and I could read it easily with a mirror. But, even though his languages were all to easy to understand, he tired me out. I mean, ever since he inherited that monstrous fortune he had never gone back to work, and had all the time in the world to figure out puzzles for me to solve. I wouldn't mind if some one died and left me a fortune. Then I wouldn't have to work and could drop the secret identity thing.
That would be heaven. Just to watch for injustice all day. and not have to worry about people looking at me and saying, 'HA! It's Language Lady!' or 'You can't fool me!' All the big superheros are like that. Except for Superman, but I'm pretty sure he has this thing with Lois Lane. Man, Is she lucky. She has a superhero for a boyfriend. Not even I have That.
My pager went off. I jumped up, with a little too much enthusiasm, and my coffee spilled down my skirt. Oh, drat, I thought. There goes my brand new skirt. Oh well, I'm going to change into my costume soon anyway. I quickly ran into a nearby alleyway to call my director. He would shoot me the details on my mission. He didn't answer. Odd, I thought, He has never not answered me before.
I hurried down to the directors office, still wearing my stained skirt. When I entered, The secretary greeted me as always, but she seemed more subdued than usual. For some reason, she wasn't doing anything. Not typing, or writing, or talking on the phone. She was just sitting there. I paused. Should I ask what was up? I was about to when, she noticed I was staring and said,
"Go on in," Nodding her head towards the door. I smiled and quickly strode into the room. It was dark. That was the first thing I noticed. The other thing I noticed, though sadly it was too late, was that there was a net above me, dropping towards me. I was caught. I screamed for help, but then I realized the walls were soundproof. I had always relied on this before, it allowed the director and I to talk without being heard. But now it was the worse thing I could have hoped for.
".emit tsal eht rof,ydaL eguagnaL, niaga teem ew oS"
Backwards Man!! Stupid, Stupid me! I fallen into his trap like a fly on flypaper. I wonder how I would get out of it this time. I had just finished thinking this thought when something hard came down on my head, and I blacked out.
When I came to, I had a Metal helmet strapped tightly to my skull. I almost moved to take it off, but my arms were strapped as well. I couldn't move an inch. I was trapped under a mass of neon colored cords.
",ekawa rouY" Backwards Man lisped in his not-so-foreign language. "tcejorp ym hsinif ot woN"
"What Project?" I asked in a quavering voice. What was he going to do to me? I was really in trouble now.
"esruoc fo ,segaugnal ruo hctiws ot yhW" Switch our languages. Then I could only speak in Backwards language. And he would have the power to rule the world. I had to think fast!
" But, your not wearing a metal helmet" He stiffened. Then scratched his head, rather embarrassed.
"no enim tup ll'I dna thgit tis uoY.em ylliS" He went to bustling around the office, putting wires together and strapping wires to his body. A bird twittered at the window. My thoughts were suddenly filled with her tweets of concern. Milady, is that you? Are you in trouble?
Yes! my mind screamed. And then I knew. I had to lose my power. At least for a little while. I suddenly focused on the bird transferring energy in to her little brain. She shook her head, as if trying to get something out of her ear. Then, she lifted her wings to go. No, stay. Then you will be able to speak English, and you can go for help!. She straightened, until she was at her full height and leaned forward, as if she could make the transition faster.
Go!, I screamed in my head. The transtion was complete and I could no longer speak english. The bird had my power now.
" I won't fail you Milady," she whispered, and off she went. Thankfully, Backwards man didn't hear.
"og ew ereH," Backwards Man said and he pulled the lever. I felt a strange sucking, and then it was over. Backwards man tried to speak, but he couldn't, for I had given my power to the bird. The police burst in the door, with the bird close behind.
" I told them Milady," She said in her new voice.
"uoy knahT," I said. The police reached over and flicked the lever, and everything went back to normal. Except that I could no longer speak, and the bird could speak every language. But that didn't bother me. Now I had put Language Lady to rest, and I was speechless for the rest of my life. I went and lived with the bird in the forest, and we took care of each other.
THE END!
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