Myron Sanders's Story

"No you idiot! Stay on the point! On the point! STAY ON THE GOD DAMN POINT!" Is what Myron shouted into his headset as he played an online shooting game. His parents were out late doing... well something. He never really knew or even cared for that matter. He just laid on his bed, back against the wall as he transformed from a scrawny nerd with no friends to a brutal, bloodthirsty general. That's what he loved about video games, you could be whoever you wanted to be. He would continue playing for several hours, stopping only once to use the bathroom after holding it for most of the day. He sometimes wondered if it'd be beneficial to just get a toilet right in his room.

After a while, he decided to give his wrists a break and watch the news, his one consistent outlet to the outside world. Of course you had the light hearted stuff, famous actor won an award, someone selling bottled helium to make your voice funny, and numerous food ads which made Myron really wish he had money to blow on some food right about now. But then came the grim reminder of how shitty the world was, namely muggings and murders. What really caught his eye was a story of twenty two guys dead, with one having been repeatedly shot, as well as a story of several drones going out and killing another batch of over twenty people.

Myron wasn't a sadist or anything, but he found the stories of murders and things interesting, it created a small sense of fear in him, as well as resentment for a world that would dare allow this to happen. Ever since these "Supers" have come around, nothing in life was simple anymore. Superpowers may make one individual's life easier upon use, but it seemed to him that they made the life of everyone else that much harder. With this in his mind, he turned off his TV and decided to pass out.

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As Elle walked the card back and forth between her fingers, she stopped and reread it again. There was simply an address, no event, no name, no RSVP. Initially she threw the card away, but something about it compelled her it. So, there she sat in her car, pointed in the right direction, but not moving. She thought back to how she got the card. It was really quite mysterious given the fact that she had never told a living soul about her enhancements. Yet, this card came to her as though the person knew of her powers.

A few nights ago, she was awakened, by a whispered voice calling her name. At first it was startling, no one had said her name out loud since her family died, then she was curious who was calling her. With hushed precise motions she darted between outbuildings and sheds, through a hay field and beyond into the forest. The last time she heard “the voice” it gave her a riddle.

Beyond the woods
Over the creek
Spy a Red Oak
That’s where it’ll be

Nearing sunrise, she entered a field of sleeping daisies, and in the middle was the biggest Red Oak she had ever seen. High up in the tree and deep within was this card.

Snapping back to reality Elle put her car in gear and drove west towards the mysteries address. At first, she thought the GPS was leading her in the wrong direction (since she was in the middle of nowhere) when suddenly a massive building appeared in the distance. The abandon building looked like a warehouse or factory, but it didn’t look like anyone had been there in years. Elle drove up to the gate pressed the call button. She was actually surprise that there was a beep but then nothing. She pressed the call button again and this time held up her card for the dusty camera to see. Another beep was followed by a robotic computer-generated voice.

“Please place your card to the speaker and stand clear.”

As Elle drove through the gate a strange glimmer lite the sky and the once run down warehouse, was now a full running facility or some sort. A man dressed in black approached her.

“Miss Woods we’ve been waiting for you. Please park to your right and go in the double doors to the main office to finish your enrollment procedure.”

"What....what the hell is he talking about? Her confused facial expressions said everything her unspoken words did not.

"Miss Woods, do you understand me?" as he pointed to the parking at the right.

Mentally weighing the possibilities"I have two choices here......I could hit reverse and get the hell at of here as quickly as possible or park the car and see who has invited me here and what they know about my powers.

Although, the latter was clearly the most dangerous, Elle decided it was more dangerous that someone could know who she really was?

DA: as she runs on the roofs she chases a bad guy down not using her powers