Ch1: Comedo

I was born with flawless skin, white like a snow with pinkish glowing cheeks whenever I smiled at anything. But, my fate was written, I turned into a comedogenic man, in short comedo. I was not normal pimply faced teenager, those pimples were for a reason. My whitehead was for soul taker, blackhead was for throwing inferno, papule was for blood boiling, pustule was for acidic reactions, nodule was thunder striking. Nobody knew the secrets behind my pimple face. To gave myself a cool superhero name, I named myself comedo. I was a teen, newly known by accident about my superpowers, then I met my childhood friend, he was a doctor not any doctor but a skin doctor. Ironically, he was studying at academy of dermatology and found an interest on me when he saw my skin. The most horrified moment of my life. I was needed a cash from my bank account when I met him in the bank. We were both surprised by each other and getting along when hijacker attacked. It was a local government commercial bank, small in size but still good for localities. They were five of them, two for stealing money, two for guardsman, one for driving a car. Simple planned hijacking. They had connections with the bank manager. Bank manager informed them about the timings when the crowd would be lower, it was on weekends. I was talking with my friend when the hijackers were attacked by tear gas, we were all crying like someone lovable was dead while everyone was crying, I sneaked to the locker and by pinching harder of my papule, I boiled the blood of those two, their eyes poured out by boiling blood, nosebleeds, all veins puffed up then their brain haemorrhaged. It was a messy death. I closed the locker door to hide the horrifying scene. Then I crawled to the manager's door of the bank where the other twos were guarding the hostages. I couldn't control or target only one person at a time with my power. I needed them together in one place. So, I created camouflage, made a noise from there, one of the guardsman was came there hurriedly then I used my pustule, pressed it to create acidic reactions on his skin, he started to melt like an ice cream infront of me and screamed like a heart ripped off from his chest with bare hands. From that dreadful screaming, the other guardsman came on running, so I used my whitehead power, it took his soul, after doing it, I was feeling weak. I couldn't even walk to the entrance door of the bank. So, I was asking help of the hostages but most of them fainted and others stoned there out of horrified incident. Then I asked my friend, at first, he was not into himself but after a while, I was feeling strong enough to crawl at the entrance then I saw the another hijacker on driving seat. He was so nervous that he couldn't realized when I was on his car from the back door then I squeezed my blackhead into him and he was on blackish blue fire. However, I run as fast as I could but the fire only burned him not the car. That was my first time when I used my full potential powers on human, so I was shocked, shaking with anxiety, feeling guilty and finally I was fainted. When I woke up, I was in hospital.