Snippet #1853322

Darren stumbled down the path that ran through the park, surprisingly clear headed considering how much he had drunk. He had come here for a reason, he was pretty sure of that. The only trouble was in figuring out what that reason was. Darren stopped, and closed his eyes in concentration. Ok, he'd been at that crazy party that Ally had thrown at her dad's place in Highrise. The party was pumping, he'd had way too much to drink (hehehe, like there was such a thing as too much alcohol), and was getting cosy with some chick... Nikki? Rachel? Or was it that red-head... Jas-something? Eh, didn't matter. Anyway, Andy thought it would be a good idea to go for a surf (it wasn't, the waves were crap) so they rushed down to the beach, still in party clothes, the lack of boards not even occurring to them. After that? Hmm... well, after that Darren came here to do something. Oh yes! A smile spread across Darrens face as he realized what he was here to do, and he immediately set off. Unfortunately, his feet were less than enthusiastic about walking in a straight line, and the world was sent spinning as Darren stumbled and fell.

Darren frowned. Perhaps not so clear-headed after all... Nevertheless, he eventually managed to stagger his way deeper into the park, until he was sure no one was around to see what he was doing. He reached into his pocket to see what there was to screw around with. Phone? Nope, needed that.... Wallet? Nope, needed that... Keys? Actually, they would work really well... no, no he needed them too. Hang on. Darren pulled out his wallet again, reaching inside of it. He wasn't planning on using this anymore tonight, so why not? He pulled the condom out of his wallet, putting everything else back in his pockets.

Darren paused a moment, taking a deep breath to focus himself. He tried to steady his thoughts, to draw on the energy deep within himself. He'd need to focus those energies, to calm himself and reach a more balance state. These powers had to be taken seriously, they were dangerous. He'd have to make sure he used only as much as was neede- Screw that shit, just blast the stupid thing. Darren tossed the condom up in the air, then flung his hand out towards it.

An arc of electricity appeared between his hand and the condom, lighting up the area for but a second. The now shrivelled little black piece of rubber fell to the ground somewhere, a smoking trail wafting gently off it. Darren grinned, pleased that he'd hit the condom. His precision was getting better. Not that the alcohol was helping much. He shot off a small spark, just so he could see where the condom had fallen. After he spotted it, he splayed his hand again, this time intent on decimating the rubber. A large flash lit up the area, and the condom was no more. In it's place was a small, smouldering crater, and the smell of ozone. Darren looked up, checking to see if there were any storm clouds out and about. But alas, not a one. Oh well. I suppose if there's no lightning ready to strike, I'll just have to make my own.

This time Darren paused for a moment to gather his energy, but could feel it slipping away even as he hoarded it to him. Shit, I'm already on a down-swing. Better make this last one count. Darren shoved both hands towards the sky, opening them wide as a pillar of electricity shot up from him, splitting the sky as the savage crack of thunder pealed out across the city. The sky was lit up for a moment, and above him Darren saw a fat, black bird illuminated a little too close to the lightning bolt for it's comfort. A raven or something. Ah! That was the girl from the parties name! Raven!

No no, that wasn't it... Jessica?