Well, if we’re going to be spinning around, Cole thought with a smile, we’re going to spin OUR way! “Ninjaaa. . . GO!” He whipped around and summoned a rocky vortex of earth. With a grunt he smashed into his assaulter, sending the cat tumbling head over heels. Zane and Jay saw him and did the same, their miniature tornadoes knocking over the cats, whomcaterwauled furiously.
As part of the grammar police *shows badge* I shall correct your grammar. That should be "who."
That part of English grammar always confuses me. Is it "who", or "whom"?? MAKE UP YOUR MIND, REDCOATS!!!
“Over here.” *** “Ninjaaa. . . GO!” He whipped around and summoned a rocky vortex of earth. With a grunt he smashed into his assaulter, sending the cat tumbling head over heels. Zane and Jay saw him and did the same, their miniature tornadoes knocking over the cats, whom caterwauled furiously.
One cat—a dark gray tom with a single dark stripe running down his back—stumbled to his paws and lunged at Jay, forcing the ninja to the side of the building. Jay battled the huge cat whilst balancing precariously on the very edge of the roof, where several stories down below vehicles raced and honked. Jay huffed and grunted as he swiped his nunchucks with lightning-quick reflexes to parry the blows of the feline, dimly aware of the yawning space behind him. Finally the gray tom lunged low and slashed at Jay’s feet, causing the latter to teeter and fall off the edge of the roof with a panicked shout. “JAY!” Cole and Zane cried simultaneously in horror. As he began to fall, Jay reached out with one flailing hand and snatched a nearby power line stretching over the buildings. The wire groaned and crackled with electricity, and it sagged under his weight. After a heart-stopping moment of Jay hanging on for dear life as the wires drooped lower, it fell still. Jay was left dangling over the bustling street of the city. He opened his eyes after shutting them tight, then looked down uneasily at the cars down below. His face paled, but he let out a chuckle. “Ah—ha, ha, ha. . . Whoo. That was close.” Snap. His smile wilted. “Uhh, what was that?” Snap. Creak. Jay’s gaze followed the sloping line to realize that the wires were popping free from the post holding them. “Uh-oh.” Snap, snap, BANG!
With a hissing burst of electricity, the wires broke free from the post, and Jay, still clinging to the power line, fell diagonally toward the side of a nearby building. Citizens on the streets looked up and gasped at the sight of the boy swinging on a sparkling power line like Tarzan. “AAAUUUGGH!” Jay groaned as he smashed into the side of the building, where the line flapped and waved under his weight. He swung around, the movement of the wires banging his body over and over again against the side. When he finally stopped swinging, he moaned wearily by a window, where a lady was playing on her phone from inside. “AAIIEEE!” She shrieked when she saw him. “FRED! THERE’S A PEEPING TOM AT THE WINDOW!” Jay replied indignantly. “I’m not Tom, I’m Jay!” “Oh, all right, dearie.” The lady responded, then shrieked again. “AAIIEE! FRED! THERE’S A PEEPING JAY AT THE WINDOW!” Cole sighed, then leapt off the roof. A spinning waist-high vortex and ball of rushing air enveloped him, thrusting him up into the air and to Jay. He grabbed Jay’s hand and yanked him upwards with him, the two of them rising, then tumbling to the roof of the next building. “Thanks.” Jay gasped. “No prob—OW! Watch it with the sparks, Jay!” Cole sucked his stinging fingers, which had been stung by leftover power from the wire. Jay chuckled and flicked his wrist to rid himself of the extra sparks. “Sorry.” Zane joined them from his own Airjitzu vortex. “There are even more cats.” He gasped as he stumbled to his feet beside the other two. Cole looked at the police station standing across the street to see two more huge cat-creatures joining the other three. They hissed and bared their spiky fangs, their teeth and eyes gleaming in the dim light of the city. They glared at them balefully from across the street, lashing their tails. “Good thing they can’t get over here, huh?” Jay chuckled uneasily. One by one, the cats turned away from the side of the roof and disappeared into the shadows beyond. The boys stared into the darkness of the roof searchingly, but there was no more sign of the cats. That was eery. “They can’t get over here, right?” Jay asked nervously.
I don't care if it's true or not; you have no reason to beat yourself up emotionally, because you are so much more than that. If your friends can care and appreciate you for who you are, so can you.
One cat—a dark gray tom with a single dark stripe running down his back—stumbled to his paws and lunged at Jay, forcing the ninja to the side of the building. Jay battled the huge cat whilst balancing precariously on the very edge of the roof, where several stories down below vehicles raced and honked. Jay huffed and grunted as he swiped his nunchucks with lightning-quick reflexes to parry the blows of the feline, dimly aware of the yawning space behind him. Finally the gray tom lunged low and slashed at Jay’s feet, causing the latter to teeter and fall off the edge of the roof with a panicked shout. “JAY!” Cole and Zane cried simultaneously in horror. As he began to fall, Jay reached out with one flailing hand and snatched a nearby power line stretching over the buildings. The wire groaned and crackled with electricity, and it sagged under his weight. After a heart-stopping moment of Jay hanging on for dear life as the wires drooped lower, it fell still. Jay was left dangling over the bustling street of the city. He opened his eyes after shutting them tight, then looked down uneasily at the cars down below. His face paled, but he let out a chuckle. “Ah—ha, ha, ha. . . Whoo. That was close.” Snap. His smile wilted. “Uhh, what was that?” Snap. Creak. Jay’s gaze followed the sloping line to realize that the wires were popping free from the post holding them. “Uh-oh.” Snap, snap, BANG!