*Oof.* she said as she hit the ground.
*Give up?*
*No.*
*Suit yourself.*
The bull turned towards Rachel as she got up.
*Uh oh.* she said, then pelted for the fence as the bull chased after her.
Isaac tried to wipe the smirk from his face, but it was so hard. After all, the way out of the mess was so easy.
Rachel got to the fence and wriggled through the gap. Then she saw Isaac's poorly hidden smirk.
*Well thanks for the sympathy.*
*Hey, this is war. Take no prisoners!*
She glared at him, then she changed the scene to something of Salem, and instead of Isaac being on a horse, he was now tied to a stake ready to be set alight.
There were lots of, ahem, villagers around looking forward to the burning of the 'witch'.
*Rach? I think you've been reading that 'Joan of Arc' book too much.* Isaac commented.
*Well, of course you would think that.* she replied as the stake was set alight.
It then started to rain heavily and the fire was put out.
*Hey, we said no powers!* Rachel objected.
*You're the one with Weather, not me.*
*Oh? I suppose by that reasoning I can start shape shifting and using telekinesis.*
Isaac didn't answer for a moment. Then it stopped raining and the fire started raging again.
*That's better.* she said.
Perhaps she spoke too soon, for at that moment a group of, uhh, Hanson fans that Isaac had conjured up came running with water and put out the fire and untied Isaac from the stake.
Next thing they knew, the fans and the villagers were standing face to face as if really to start fighting each other at the drop of a hat.
*It appears I have an advantage - pitchforks can be deadly things.* Rachel grinned.
Isaac paused. The next thing Rachel saw was all the fans taking out machine guns and rocket launchers and other such things.
*And you thought I watched Mike Myers too much. I think it's all those Arnold Schwarzenegger movies you should be worried about.* Isaac smirked.
*Umm, umm, ah ha!*
Rachel saved the situation by having them all turn into wax statues in a wax museum. Isaac laughed.
*Oh, by the way Ike, I think you're breaching security.*
*Huh? Oh.* he replied as too burly security offices apprehended him. *Umm, ahh... Beam me up Scotty!*
And on that Isaac was 'beamed up' into the Enterprise.
*You pain.* Rachel muttered.