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With the cops showing up around Brandon, the young man dropped the pedestrian he was holding, and brought his arms out from his body, pulling shadows in the area to his body and cloaking himself in darkness. All the while screaming in both fear and agony.

"Open fire!" The cops shouted, opening fire on the young man cloaked in shadow. Round after round penetrated the darkness, yet nothing hit Brandon, as he was already moving quickly through the city. He would reappear in an alleyway and fall to his hands and knees, grabbing the sides of his head tightly as he fell to his side and convulsed in pain.

Inside his head, he was screaming at himself to get a grip on reality, that what was happening was under his control. However, he knew he was being watched by someone. He was the only one in the city with these particular powers, and he was perceived as a threat to most people.

Brandon had heard of this, SOLO person, but didn't know who he really was, nor what he wanted. He over heard a news report through the door of the building he was leaning against. He let out a slow breath, his powers were exhausting, and painful. He needed to find a place to live before he lost his mind.