From Fraud to Friend

As the gullible crowd screamed as Paul showed them another one of his many telekinesis tricks, "little do they know, it's just a wire.." Paul thought. The crowd was stunned and the internet was blown up over this newcomer who claims to be able to connect with dead souls, use the power of telekinesis and fly.

Paul was making a living out of the show tickets he sold, but suddenly while practicing "flying" the wire snapped. He panicked and his team screamed for if he fell he would be seriously injured. He was over 20 metres in the air, but miraculously, he stayed flying, he had gained real powers, he tried telekinesis and lifted a book with no problem.

Running back onto the stage, he decided to confess what he had done, but then told the angry crowd that he now had real powers, of course no one believed him. With an adrenaline rush he flew up,

the air on his face rushed past him, he could smell the smoke of the fire and as the wind whistled around him he picked up many fans in the audience. He was now a legend, a real legend. Picking up speed, he flew to the city and became a criminal, greedy and someone with wrong morals, he opened vaults to steal millions and robbed from multi billionaires, although that's what it seemed like at first, but soon reports showed that he was funding many charities and buying massive amounts of food for the poor.

Governments were rushing to stop him and the economy was failing but the citizens were supporting him, hundreds were being saved by him and he was still supporting many at this second.

"Here we are in the cabinet meeting and today we are going to call Paul and talk about his actions."

"Mr Paul, I admire your actions, but enough is enough, we are struggling to hold the economy together, so if you stop now the consequences will end, but if not, you shall be prosecuted." The minister stated.

"So be it" Paul replied and hung up.

"Send the army after him." Growled the Prime Minister.

Paul was cruising around, when a plane swooped out of nowhere and was dangerously close to hitting him and another fighter jet came swooping in. He had to push them away and start to fly close to the floor, to avoid the radar of the jets. One shot was fired and it stunned him so much, to the point he fell out of the sky and was knocked unconscious.

“Wake up prisoner.” A rough voice said. Paul, in a daze, staggered over to the front of his maximum security cell and looked around. He reckoned he was in a military camp, from the yells from exercises.

He figured he could escape, but Paul needed to wait for the mining job for him to fly out. Little did he know, the government had a band around his foot to stop his powers. After straining to fly, millions of times, Paul realised he could break the band with the pickaxe. Having seen him fly away, the guards alerted the military, sending planes after Paul and narrowly missing him with sprays of missiles. Reaching his house, Paul hid and escaped the military. He hid in a musty cabinet, in a disgusting smelling shirt. Paul kicked a lever, hidden in the floor of the cupboard and fell into a clean, loud laboratory, he went over to the messy desk and miraculously constructed a device that forms a forcefield around him, from just a wave of his arm. He fitted it on, thought for a bit more and got a feature added on it for a shield. 

Going to test his invention, Paul flew back to the base and opened the forcefield, the whole army released all of their firepower and it left Paul unharmed, only with a slight condition of deafness. Paul decided that enough was enough, and switched decided he would do one last heist. Full of adrenaline, Paul flew out of the lab and out of his house, for the last time, the wind rushed across his face and he tasted the salt, the roar of overhead airplanes was deafening and as he flew over the city the aroma of food was so strong it reached him, he was up at the height of helicopters. He landed at the bank and started his usual procedure, walk in, say hi politely and push everyone without any effort out of the way. He strolled to the vault and opened the door, activated his shield and scooped up a few thousand dollars and put it  in the shield.  

Back at his house, Paul called the Prime Minister and told him, “I have stolen enough and will retire now.” Turning on the TV, he found only news reports of him, talking about how Paul was retired now. He didn’t want to listen to one, but there wasn’t anything else, so he found 9 News and listened.

“We bring you breaking news, the atrocious robberies have ceased, the robber, now uncovered to be Paul, the hero with powers, was the one robbing the banks. Authorities have showed us an exclusive interview”;

"Here we are in the cabinet meeting and today we are going to call Paul and talk about his actions."

"Mr Paul, I admire your actions, but enough is enough, we are struggling to hold the economy together, so if you stop now the consequences will end, but if not, you shall be prosecuted." The minister stated.

"So be it" Paul replied and hung up.

"Send the army after him." Growled the Prime Minister.

“Here we can hear how much the government wants him to stop and here we are discussing how he has stopped. We are live, outside his house right now and we're here to interview him about how he escaped the prison he was held in, as he was caught.” 

Going outside, Paul realised his house was surrounded by people, he beckoned 9 News reporters over and said, “I had a round of missiles shot at me, but i made a forcefield device, as you can see here, but the bullets dazed me so much I lost control of my flight and plunged into the floor. To escape, I just flew out.”

“Wow, and how did you gain your powers?” The reporter asked.

“Still to this very day I still don’t know.” Paul replied.

“Interesting story you  have there Paul, that's it, thank you for having us and as to you folks, this will be it for this news report, on nine news.” The 9 News Reporter concluded.