Speedsters Stories

Jacque waited patiently for the nurse to withdraw her needle from his arm. She drew it back and grabbed a piece of gauze to cover the mark. He waved her off. “That will not be necessary.” She took a step back, a look of surprise on her face. A single drop of blood welled up. Jacque wiped it off with his finger. The mark was gone. “Healing isn’t recorded as one of your talents,” the nurse said, fear edging into her voice....