12 Chapter 12 - I’ve become scary

Once I woke up, I was saddened to see the sky still the same. I try to look around, but it's really quiet. After flying from roof to roof, I noticed that my control has gotten a lot better, sadly, I still can't emulate that persons power.

I think my power can copy his, as I absorbed whatever he had. Sadly, unless I put practice into it, I can't do anything, and to be honest, if I can imagine powers, than I'm just wasting time with a small power. There's many other things I can do, but I feel that this power is just mainly oriented for something. If I can remember everything I did as a child, maybe that would help.

I try to mix with the crowd of people down below, but the moment they see me, they start panicking. I look around me, they're all running away, screaming. I close in on a window, and my reflection looks normal. I'm worried they called the cops, so I leave right away.

After a while, I find a new busy area, and even some lizard looking people are mingling around. I get near, but they to start to scream like the last group. I capture one of the lizards as they run, and when I bring him closer, he begins to foam at the mouth.

I try to calm him, but he died in my arms, I don't know what to say since his soul just went poof...though at least I feel stronger.

I look around once more, and see a few people cowering behind a counter in a clothing shop. I look at my clothes, and since they're already ragged, I grab some freebies, and quickly sort it through. I don't know what's going on right now, but hopefully it's fixable, and having these clothes now, should help me blend in more. Just that I got to find what's making me so scary....

Once I'm ready to leave, I try to ask them something, when they collapse like the rest. I shake my head, and laugh at the situation.

...A few hours later, I go back to one of my hiding spots, and begin to make a black hood. I'm making the hood, cause some of those people were dressed like this, so maybe I can hide my face, or maybe not...cause it happened again.

I tried to mix in again with the public, but people kept running away, and the body count increased, a few families didn't make it, and now I feel bad about it.

I don't really have much reason for doing this, it's something I do by habit, yet cause no one actually cares about me since they shouldn't yet recognize me. I thought it would be smart, but this doesn't help.

I try a few more times, but it's just not working, I don't know what to do, and something must have been noticed by now.

I run away once again, and after a while I laugh as I see the police in the distance try to fix my mess.

Today has been nothing but a mess, hopefully things get better.

After a bit, I feel sleepy once again, I can only feel part of myself, but just as well, I feel something else inside me change, and I pass out.

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