1 Chapter 0.1 The Boy who Shook the World
He did it, after all this time he had finally done it.
16 year old Johnathan Gaido nicknamed Johnny stared at the small flame that flickered in his hand.
It all started around 4 years ago when Johnny had decided that he wanted to be a hero but he couldn't do that without a superpower. so he did the usual thing, he made a group chat with his freinds that got 36 people in it and they all started meditating and trying to manipulate the elements.
What, you didn't do that when you where a kid? Well he did, and after 4 long years of tedious work, after hardships and celebrations, and more than a few religious debates and psychos, he finally did it.
He held the small flame, no bigger than a big blueberry, high above his head as his freinds gathered around him.
"Look at this ya buncha fuckwits! With this flame, we spark a change this world has never seen, with this flame, WE START A NEW WORLD!" The group cheered, ignorant to the reality of the world, a chance to truly be children.
As they went throughout the day he wasn't the only one to start with his powers, Brayden covered his hand in shadows, Nate was able to cause a small ice cube in a glass of water.
Athena swirled wind around her hand and Ella's hands sparked with lightning, they had done it.
As the day was ending and the children went home, they had a renewed vigor.
As usual Johnny was the last to leave as he made another small flame in his hand, this one bigger than the one he originally made.
'Pyrokinesis is hard as shit' he thought to himself.
'First you have to gather the Will to your fingertips then snap, enhancing that friction to create a spark, and finally growing that spark into a fire, and that's just for the basic ball of it, anything more is too complex right now.'
He took this time to think back on his reasons for choosing fire. When he first started he choose fire because it was cool and what kid wouldn't want to control fire? But as he grew older and forced himself to learn politics he gained a new reason.
Fire is one of the basic elements, when you see massive powerhouses, it's always space, time, light, dark, death, life, abyss, or whatever other overused ability they choose, but fire was always there.
It was somewhat of a joke nowadays but it was true, in nearly any super-powered media, there was always a guy who used heat or fire. So if the leader of the group used one of the most basic kinetics, and still became such a powerful figure (as he planned to be) why couldn't they?
Of course he was still going to learn some chronokinesis to allow him to perceive time slower than usual, just as a little thing to tip the scales of battle. He did learn politics since he was 13 after all.
Snapping out of it he saw that it was almost night, he needed to get back home soon.
As he went he mentally went over his plan 'ok, we've awakened the abilities, now we have to get better, we're only at beginner level at best, when we get to intermediate then we can begin expanding our numbers, first we get the kids in the neighborhood, then we draft in the parents and older siblings, after we have this town under our control we move on to the next.'
He chuckled 'depending on the resistance of those who see us as "demon possessed" or whatever we could get Oklahoma under us in around a year or two, then we just keep building people until we can use Magmakinesis to build the island' ah, the innocence of youth, dreaming of the future.
He arrived home and said hi to his parents and sister, before he searched the internet for different resorces he could use. Quickly finding more bullshit he sighed before looking up some fanfiction.
He read until it was time for sleep, and then some more.
As he slept he dreamed some wierd ass dream that he didn't remember when he woke up.
As he woke up he quickly made a ball of fire, just to be sure he wasn't dreaming last night. As the same blueberry sized flame appeared he couldn't help the rush he felt. he got up and did his morning ritual before riding his bike to his school.
While Johnny may seem very extraordinary, in school he wasn't much, he had a B average with A's in physics, engineering, and biology. Along with C's in social studies and PE. All in all he was an average kid, except for one fact.
See every kid in the school had a niche, something that defined them. Luckily for Johnny after he had shared about his group and their goals along with showing them his sharp, convincing, tounge he was immediately named the "cult leader" of the school.
He didn't care about it, but it kinda got annoying after awhile. After finally getting to the school he settled down for an easy day in school. Texing on his phone all the way.
*Milf Hunter Anonymous: ugh, school's gonna be real fuckin boring after the excitement of yesterday.
*Thot Patrol: i mean... could anything really beat the excitement of yesterday?
*Milf Hunter Anonymous: first sparring session.
*Thot Patrol: Understood have a great day.
*Milf Hunter Anonymous: hey don't leave yet! i might just "accidentally" light dickweed Jr's pants on fire.
*SP4C3.C4D3T.S1XT3YN1N3: Johnny. no, no fires in school.
*Milf Hunter Anonymous: awe come on, just a small one?
*SP4C3.C4D3T.S1XT3YN1N3: no, i can't belive we let you be the principal smh
*Thot Patrol: smh +1
*Milf Hunter Anonymous: ah fuck off, i gotta get back to class, teach is handing out homework.
With that done, he readied himself for the rest of the day.
•timeskip•
It was the end of the day, and Johnny had busied himself getting ready.
Today he had done everything in school he needed to, and he had begun doing his final preparation. Not for his life no, but for his death.
You see, Johnny was decently genre savvy, so he knew the moto of the internet, prepare prepare prepare. So thats what he did, he wrote the technique that made him the leader of the group, not that any of the group knew of it of course.
He called it, Mage's Intuition, because he was a little bitch with need for flair. But it was a very nice ability that his freinds slightly knew of.
The ability allowed him to point his mind in a general direction and let his mind craft a way to do something similar. The easiest way to think of it was to think that he choose a "catagory" for his mind, such as fire, and then his brain gave him a technique for that catagory. Using the prior example of fire, he could get anything from a way to make fire from two stickes, a way to make an illusion of fire, or even a way to make a grand inferno that could span a mile.
But it was all random, and all knowledge of the techniques disappeared after 5 minutes, along with that that he placed a limit of one "spin" per day, so as to not get overwhelmed.
As he wrote the long, and by long he means 15 pages, description of the rules and terms of the ability he finally sets it down and adds it to the Will he keeps on his phone. As the bell to let them go home rang everyone rushed out the door trying to be the first out, with Johnny being one of the runner ups. He sighs to himself "I really need to make some sorta technique to protect my lungs, I could use a cigarette around now." he muttered to himself.
As he reached the crosswalks he pressed the button and the light lit up, showing the white man that meant he could walk across the street.
Unluckily however he went unnoticed by the drunk driver who was barreling down the road.
Luckily he only barely missed Johnny.
"HEY, WATCH WHERE YOUR DRIVING YA FUCKIN LUSH!" he shouted at the driver who would go on to cause a crash later.
Sadly however he wasn't so lucky the next time he walked onto the crosswalks and got ran over by an 18 wheeler.
As he flew like a ragdoll, he died on impact, with his phone containing his Will miraculously not being cracked.
It was a chance he used, and that came to an end just as swiftly. As that day Johnathan Gaido died.
His friends would grow and fulfill his desire with the help of his Mage's Intuition, making their own continent with it's own country, and ushering the Age of Kinetics, and with it they built a statue of Johnny in the center of the first school of Kinetics on it read simple words.
"Here lies Johnathan R Gaido, the guiding light of our school. May his flame guide him well."
