nice start i like it so far 
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a City of Heroes movie on the way?
That is freaky weird, dude. Brian said to Chris as he stared into his glowing eyes.
If you dont stop staring at me Im going to melt your face off. Chris snapped.
Brian narrowed his eyes, You can do that?
Chris sighed, No
just give me a little space. Okay?
Brian backed away and sat down at his desk in the cramped dorm room. The bunk bed dominated most of the room with a set of computer desk sitting side by side on the other wall. There was a narrow passage that you could move back and forth but not without moving the computer chairs out of the way. Clothes were stuffed into a small closet in mesh baskets and hanging precariously from hangers.
Brian leaned back in his chair kicking his feet up on the desk, You should talk to Professor Warren about this. He might be able to help.
I killed someone. Chris voice was quiet, I dont know how much help he can give me.
It was an accident moron. You didnt know that would happen. That detective even said so. Brian grabbed his keyboard putting it in his lap.
Chris laid back on the top bunk, But someone died
I dont know if I can deal with that.
Brian rolled his eyes, Look, I did some research into the Might for Right Act. According to this you are not libel for reflexive action caused by power manifestation. Its like charging an infant for jay walking. They are unaware of what is happening around them, so they cant be held responsible for the outcome of the action.
I killed someone! Cant you get that through your stupid Jock head!?! Chris yelled.
Brian looked up at Chris glaring down at him, Dude
Im trying to help you. Dont yell at me. He sighed and went back to typing, Look Im just saying that its not your fault. It was an accident. Well talk to Professor Warren and see what he can do.
Unless he can fly around the earth and spin it backwards on its axis, I think Im screwed. Chris sarcastically replied.
Brian and Chris were making their way across Campus heading to Science building.
Well cut through the Park. Brian said as he jogged ahead.
Chris watched him run and could see golden tendrils of energy wafting off of Brian as he moved. Reaching out Chris grabbed the tendrils and gently pulled on them slowing Brian down. The golden energy wrapped around Chris. He could feel the energy coursing through his body causing his hair to stand up on his arms. The energy danced around inside his until he concentrated and focused them into his hands. A small spark jumped one hand to another creating the smell of ozone. Chris looked up at Brian slowly running. Almost like a mime moving in slow motion.
Wellthisisnthalfbad, Chris said entirely too fast, OhgodIsoundlikeachipmonk!
Slowly Brian stopped running and looked at Chris, What
did
you
say
?
To Chris it was painstakingly slow and had spoken three times before Brian finished the question, IthinkIslowedyoudownandspedmyselfup. Kindafreakyhuh? IalsothinkthatImgeneratingelectricalenergy,butIm notsureaboutthat.
Brian looked perplexed but he began to regain his normal speed as Chris began to slow down, Whoa
what the hell was that? You sounded like a chipmunk on crack.
Chris smiled, You sounded slower than usual, which is hard to imagine considering how slow you normally are on the uptake.
Die in a fire. Brian wittily responded to the crack, Whats that smell?
Chris turned around and looked. He could see everything he could normally see, but there was a large buildup of golden energy through the trees that only he seemed to see, I think something is going on over there.
Chris began to make his way through the trees as Brian called out, Hey wait up!
Well hurry up! as Chris motioned to Brian that same golden energy enveloped Brian accelerating his natural speed and he raced by Chris. Oh crap. Wait!
But it was too late Brian had charged right into the clearing where a fire wielding girl was fighting a bunch of Warriors.
The Warriors are an odd gang. Theyre obsessed with physical conditioning and martial prowess. They have a sense of honor but its skewed. Its a lot like that TV show where they get a bunch of mixed martial arts fighter in the same house and have them train together. But instead of just fighting each other for a contract, you add mystical weapons a let them loose on Talos Island
Unfortunately this wasnt Talos Island.
The young girl was hovering in the air throwing flares of flame at the Warriors as they shot arrows back at her. Brian had run right in the middle of them. He was moving much faster than normal but they had seen him. Looking over the situation with superhuman speed he did what any other College football player would do
He tackled the nearest Warrior.
Chris emerged into the clearing to see Brian tackle on of the warriors as the rest turned to aid their fallen ganger, Idiot, my roommate is an idiot. Chris could see the wave of golden energy emanating from everyone in the fight. It suddenly dawned on Chris that was he was seeing was their movement. He could see and feel the kinetic energy in the area!
The young girl swooped in to try and save the hapless civilian that collided with the Warrior, but as she got close two of the gangers pull maces and attacked. Her momentum combined with their assault knocked her unconscious as she flew in. Brian had taken a couple of blows from the Warrior he tackled but he was still fighting.
darn it
Chris muttered. He concentrated on the energy and reached out with his hand trying to will the kinetic energy to expand out. Suddenly a green glow erupted from one of the Warriors and he appeared tired, but Brian also began to heal.
Chris looked in wonder, Well thats not what I had in mind.
Brian struggled with the Warrior on the ground, but he was quickly on the losing end. The Warrior flipped the athlete over and straddled his chest holding an ornate Axe. As Brian struggled with the Warrior he grabbed the shaft of the Axe.
Suddenly an ancient voice filled his mind as the two wrestled over control of the weapon, Unworthy, unworthy, unworthy
it repeated.
Shut up! The Warrior snarled.
Brian shouted, Its not me, dumb [censored]! and with that he took one hand off the axe and punched the ganger in the groin
hard.
A small whimper escaped the Warriors surprised face and he slowly fell to the side leaving Brian lying on his back holding the axe
Worthy. The ancient voice said in Brians mind
The chains that bind those to fate,
Will rattle loudly on this date.
Kismet calls and we will answer,
For all the combat you shall master.
The chant is done, the spell is woven,
And evils hold shall now be broken!
Brians scream cut through the night as Chris charged forward cursing, Oh crap, crap, crap! He reached out with his hand causing another green glow to erupt from another Warrior as he rushed into the group. He pulled on the golden tendrils of kinetic energy like ribbons wrapping around the Warriors and let the energy build. He could feel the hair on his arms stand up and the charge in his body building. With a thought he outstretched his arms and electricity exploded from his body shocking the Warrior surrounding him.
Brian opened his eyes to the sight of Warriors being electrocuted. His mind filled with ways he could take advantage of the situation and how to dispatch these so-called warriors. With an ease of movement not his own he swung the axe sending the group of them flying through the air unconscious.
The Police officer stood their with a miffed look on his face, You know you have to have a register at city hall before you can just go out and beat up on thugs.
Chris looked at Brian, Um
it was kinda our first time.
Brian smiled, Yeah we just stumbled in it.
The officer smirked, Well Ill let you off with a warning this time, but if I catch you beating up on Warriors with out a license again
Ill write you a ticket. You two are free to go.
Thanks, Chris smiled. They looked over at the Warriors as they were loaded into a police van, What happened to the girl that was fighting them?
Brian smiled, She got ported out when she went unconscious. Man we kicked major butt!
Yeah I guess we did. Chris thought about what they had done, Its not everyday you can say you beat the crap out of a bunch of super powered thugs.
Darn straight. Brian replied, So you still want to go talk to Professor Warren?
Chris smirked, Nah, I think Ill wait on that one. He looked up to his friend and laughed, By the way, nice axe Baz.
Brian tossed it from hand to hand, I think we should head down to city hall tomorrow. Maybe this hero thing will work out for us.
Chris!
The young mans head shot up from the book he was reading. He saw his girlfriend, Sarah, screaming at him just as he became aware of the sound of the horn. Out of the corner of his eye he sees the bus speeding towards him.
As the realization hits him his mind races back through his life. Flashes mostly, nothing really complete; Sarahs smiling face, a sticker on the back window of his car, a day at the beach with his friends Flashes.
Time seemed to slow as the bus drew ever closer. Chris knew there was no way he could get away before it hit him. Fear of the situation subsided almost instantly at the realization that he was going to die leaving a void that rage was more than happy to fill. He didnt want to die, he hadnt lived long enough for his life to end like this! A statistic, a freaking statistic! Thats what he would be! 4.5% of all people struck by moving vehicles are hit by buses. Thats what his life would amount to. Christian Turner would be the guy that got hit by a bus on campus reading a book while crossing the street. He could envision the Darwin Award write up!
He then stared at the bus charging towards him with hatred. This was going to be the instrument of his demise and Chris hated it. To be killed in such a trivial way. A victim of circumstance. He let his anger flow through him as he screamed in rage at the vehicle.
STOP!
And it did
Glass shattered as the driver flew through the windshield. His body sailing through the air over Chris and landing twenty yards behind him! Cries and screams from inside the bus cut through the air as Chris stood there, less than a foot from the bus, in shock. Suddenly arms wrap around him and a familiar voice sobbed in his ear. He turned and saw Sarah with tears streaming down her face.
Oh God! Oh God, Chris I thought I had lost
Sarahs voice faltered and her eyes went wide as she stared at Chris. She slowly backed away, her body trembling.
Sarah? Even to himself his own voice sounded surreal. His mind still trying to comprehend what is happening around him as he asks, Whats wrong? Part of him wanted to laugh. 'What's wrong?!? I was almost killed! What's not wrong?', he thought.
Her voice, trying to stifle the terror that his evident throughout her body, barely makes out the words, Your eyes My God your eyes!
Slowly Chris turned back to look at the bus, his eyes caught his own reflection in the chrome of the grill. The distorted figure that stared back at him both fascinated and terrified him. It looked like him, wore his clothes, and even held the same book that he was reading, but the eyes where the honey brown eyes of Chris Turner should be, glowing golden orbs now resided!
He stepped away from the bus and turned to face the sudden crowd that had gathered. A group of people were working on the bus driver trying to keep him alive on the pavement where he landed. Everyone else was staring at Chris with a mix of horror and fascination. Chris scans the crowd seeing the same people he sees everyday, classmates and friends. But now they stare at him like some freakish thing that appeared in there nice normal world, unknown and unwanted. His gaze stops at Sarah as she backs away from him crying. He reached out for her as she turned and ran away sobbing.
Help. Chris quietly said as burning tears began to flow from the glowing orbs where his eyes once were, Help me!