Chapter 4: The Can
"Stop bullshitting me and wasting my time, Riley."
Hannah’s voice echoed through the dim alley, her frustration thick enough to cut with a knife. The stench of rotting seafood clung to the air, mingling with the dampness of the cracked pavement beneath their feet. She spun on her heel to glare at Riley, hands planted firmly on her hips. "Where is it? Where the fuck is your power!?"
"Where is it!? Where the fuck is your power!?"
"Hmm."
And why exactly were the two hiding in a dark alley instead of heading to Mega Academy for Hannah’s entrance exam?
Well, Riley did not waste any time at all in telling his sister that he was able to move things with his mind.
But as to why they were now standing in filth? Because Riley showed her the tooth, which led to Hannah ripping the bloody tooth from his palm, tossing it in the nearest dumpster, and nearly drowning his hands in alcohol to clean it.
He was proud of the tooth too, a shame.
But, Superpowers.
They had shaped history since the dawn of time. In ancient eras, those born with impossible strength or the ability to bend fire were called gods. Then demigods. Then heroes of myth. Then, as civilization grew, the titles evolved—idols, warriors, mutants.
Now?