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Bio-Force Field in Worm

OC Parahuman with powers influenced by Amy and Victoria Dallon(Panacea and Glory Girl). Uploaded every Tues and Fri at Noon EST What to show your support or read ahead? p*treon.com/ASJ_ASJ All properties belong to their original owners

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22 Chs

Price of Bad Choices

When John got home, he started on his exit strategy. The first step was to call his girlfriend.

"Hey, that was some day. Huh?" said John trying to keep it light.

"Yeah, it was. You get out alright?" asked Layla sounding worried.

"I got out alright, but that's not why I called you. listen sometime soon I will have to leave, can't say when but it's coming sometime soon." disclosed John.

"Why?" asked Layla with worried tone.

"My identity is already out of the bag, it's just a matter of time before the cat comes crawling out and as a wise man once said always have an exit strategy. While I could seek safe harbor with the protectorate or wards, that's not the life I want. So, when the hammer drops, I won't be standing under it." Said John

"What about your family?" Layla questioned

"They're safe as long as I'm not around. They have nothing to leverage if I'm not here" explained John

"Well, I look forward to our last few weeks together." Stated Layla in a defeated tone.

"I do too." John said equally defeated

After that wonderfully positive talk, it's time for John to prepare his go bag.

It was nothing major, just what a highschooler imagined packing in a go bag: bottles of water, boxes of cracker and cookies, spare clothes, and a winter coat.

The next day saw his parents driving John and his brother to school. He would usually just take this for granted with minimal gratitude but knowing that this might be the last time he sees his parents for at least a while and even if it wasn't it's one of the last. That put this moment into perspective, limited supply had made this moment precious as a diamond.

As he was walking out to the car with his parents and brother, John realized that he should probably bring his go bag with him to school. He realized that it wouldn't do him much good if he had to run back to his home to pick it up in the event he was exposed today. While having two backpacks is a bit strange, he was a teenager, and they do crazy things sometimes. So, two backpacks would only get some light ribbing from his parents and brother. As a result, he ran back inside to grab it.

When he came back out and was walking towards the car, he noticed some lights on the bottom of the car. He started running towards the car.

When John saw that spark, his world slowed to a virtual stop. When John imbued himself with <nerve> in hopes of getting to his family in time, his perception of the world actually slowed to a virtual stop.

However, the explosion had already taken the lives of his family. All running <nerve> imbuement did was force him to watch the fireball go up and eventually turn to smoke.

As he stood there watching his family's bodies turn to charcoal and the car turn to a husk, John thought about many things.

What could he have done differently?

What mistakes or decisions lead to this outcome?

But the one question that stood out to him was this, what is he going to do now?

Step one, grab his go bag.

Step two, call his girlfriend

"Layla got bad news. Looks like we don't have those weeks." Stated John in complete monotone.

"What happened?" Layla asked dreading the answer.

"My parents and brother are dead." John simply stated.

"What?!?!" screamed Layla.

"Whisper planted a bomb in the family car. I didn't catch it." John stated while feeling defeated.

"It's not your fault, how would you have known about the bomb?" Layla said while trying to make her boyfriend feel better.

"I made choices that lead to this outcome, as unknowing and unintentional as they may have been, and I was not good enough or powerful enough to stop it." said John.

"Come over to my house and we can talk about this. Please don't do anything drastic." Pleaded Layla with desperation in her voice.

"Layla, I'm sorry. I can't tell you how much I wish I could, but I can't. I must do what I'm about to do." Stated John with steel in his voice.

"Please don't do anything drastic" pleaded Layla.

"I need to do this, or I can't look myself in the mirror tomorrow. I do ask that you stay home today, I don't want you around today, I got a good feeling this city is going to turn into a warzone soon. But more than that I don't want to see me today, I may have to hurt some people and I will definitely kill at least one today." John pleaded with Layla for a change.

Step three, kill whisper. It's a simple plan, but it just might work.