1 A shadow of the world.
"bzzt"
I woke up as I heard the alarm ringing, taking in my apartment.
it wasn't anything fancy, a door, a roof. a few broken bottles to really bring life to the whole thing.out of reflex I accidentally enchanced one of the glass bottles as meet touched it.
damn power, it always activated on reflex. luckily it didn't enhance anything sharp this time.
I continued to muse about the woes of my power as made myself a breakfast of champions! three days old donuts, and bland coffee.
It was just as I started eating as my door was kicked in.
immediately I reached under the table grabbing my revolver and enhanced the speed and power of the gun by 20% as I aimed it at the door, and prepared to blast a hole in the balls of....
"hey dont shoot its regina" said the form of a familiar red headed figure, still wearing her costume, which was a tight fitting full body suit that left very little to the imagination and was pink becuase why the fuck not!(her words not mine).
"godammit reg, that's the third door you broke in three weeks.."
I said to her as she took a seat, I offered her a donut. which she took, and I watched boredly as she used her power to turn a three day old donut into a straw berry jam filled crosount. and a cup of coffee into a caramel mocha.
"so I gotta a job for us jack." she said her face showing a full white toothed smile, her freckles which somehow perfectly dotted her absolutely flawlessly pale white skin, and gold eyes(a benefit of contacts rather then abilities)
"No" I said firmly as I placed my gun back into its holster underneath my table, as took stock of my dirty white tshirt, and raggedy Jean's. the faint light reflecting off my synthetic skin, a trophy of my early hero career.
she looked dejected at first, but immediately perked up as she thought of something to say as a mischievous smile began to make its appearance on her face.
"there offering us a full payed life in the city" she said playfully, tilting her head in the impossibly adorable way that only cute girls or children could pull off.
"What!!!!" I said spitting out all the coffee that was previously in my mouth, why that's a once a million type offer, the kind I frustratingly couldn't refuse.
"Yep!!." she said cheerfully knowing she got me on board.
"well were the FUCK are they!!! I practically screamed at her as began to get dressed in a dusty leather jacket and Jean's, finished off by black steel toed combat boots, my unshaven face, and rough complexion accented by a messy crop of brown hair, and sea green eyes staring back at me via my cracked mirror as quickly finished getting dressed.
"thier at the market! she said running out the door" into the ruins of dallas. buildings torn, asphalt cracked, and a large torn parking lot shadowing my "apartment" which was more of a hut as I followed my partner into the mess that had been left by final war between super heroes and super villains, terms that hadn't meant anything since 20 years ago, when the world ended.
