Crack!
Roxy dove out of the way just as the lightning bolt struck a mailbox.
"Whew!" Roxy took a deep breath.
"That was a close—"
Crack! Another bolt of lightning struck.
Roxy jumped out of the way again.
"You think you're so quick, Rocket Girl," shouted Weatherman.
"I'd like to see you try to jump away from this!"
Weatherman threw another Weather Ball into the air.
"Weather Ball, activate!" he shouted.
A strong wind blew, throwing Roxy off her feet.
Rain began to pour down.
Crack! Boom! More lightning struck.
Roxy jumped to her feet, dodging bolts of lightning.
"Listen, Weatherman," shouted Roxy.
"Your dumb little thunderstorm isn't going to stop me!"
"Maybe not," said Weatherman with a smirk.
"But I have something that will."
He threw another Weather Ball into the air.
"Weather Ball, activate!"
Roxy felt a change in the air.
There was a rumbling sound, and the wind grew stronger.
"Uh-oh. What's happening now?" Roxy wondered.
And then she saw it—a huge tornado was whipping down West Street.
"Whoa!" Roxy screamed as she was swept upward.
She spun around and around.
"I'm getting dizzy!" she yelled.
Roxy heard voices.
"Help!" a woman shouted.
"Rocket Girl! Save me!" shouted a man.
The tornado had picked up a bus and a taxi along with Roxy.
All the passengers were terrified.
"Oh no!" Roxy thought.
"I have to save those people!"
Roxy used all her strength to fly around the tornado.
She grabbed the taxi with one hand.
"Grr!" Roxy grunted as she flew toward the bus.
"Got it!" she shouted, grabbing hold of the bus.
With her hands full, Roxy flew away from the tornado.
She looked for a safe place to put the vehicles.
As the tornado died down, the police came around a corner.
"There's Weatherman!" shouted one police officer.
"I need a blizzard!"
Weatherman cried, throwing another Weather Ball into the air.
The air grew colder.
A few snowflakes began to fall down.
Then a strong wind whipped along the street.
The snow fell faster, and soon the street was covered.
The police cars skidded through the deep snow.
They slid off the street and onto the sidewalk.
Weatherman got back into his van and pressed a button.
The van's wheels folded in and were replaced with snow treads.
"Ha-ha!" Weatherman cackled and drove away.