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Shinku P.O.V.
I sighed quietly as I walked around New York city avoiding the cameras, and the police, sticking to allies & side streets to get around. I was heading toward the Empire State Building, not because of the possibility of not being noticed but because of the height & the electricity it generates. It took me an hour to get on the top floor of the Empire State Building with all the security it has. Now I was laying on one of the metal eagle structures, listening & following the flow of electricity throughout the buildings and ground. Here’s a lesser known fact, electricity travels through ground, not just the sky.
It was not long after I started to do this that I sensed a massive amount of negatively charged EM field in a alley close by, so I charged a equal amount of positively charged EM field as I jumped toward the negative EM field. I ignored the fact that I was 1,250ft in the air, or that I was falling 100ft a second, all I thought was ‘First of Havoc bitches!’ as I moved into position of said move in midair. When I was just entering the alley I yelled “Hulk Smash!” as I landed between a 5’10 tanish-pale teenager with what I could feel plasma (self-destroying electricity) building up, and a petty thug, a bolt of positive lightning hitting the exact spot I did at the same moment.
I stood up from my self-made crater while staring at the teen I spoke saying “Give me a moment, kid.” I turned toward the thug, all I said to him was “Boo” He screamed like a little girl as he ran away yelling “Fuck this shit! I’m outta here!” I grinned before turning back to the teen whose about my age & height just with stormy blue/grey hair rather than my natural blond hair with black streaks, her changing color eyes that reflects the sky perfectly to my ever-changing blue-grey eyes, her tanish-pale skin to my moon-like pale skin, along with our clothes, she a black one-piece leotard from neck to high-thigh which is long-sleeved, a black cloak that goes to their feet with a hood, low-thigh black socks, and black/grey vibram five-fingers, to my black & red t-shirt, black half face mask(Cover’s lower half of my face), fur-lined jacket, black ABU’s, socks, combat boots, and finally finger-less combat gloves.
Upon finishing my turn, I saw her standing in front of a ball of negative electricity trying to control it, so I walked past her, straight to it and drove my hand straight into it as I used positive electricity to counteract the lightning. She was about to pull me away from the orb but I said to her in a calm voice “You’re in my district of freak-ism see?” As I said that I brought up my right hand, pinkie finger covered in darkness, thumb shining light, ring finger a plasma blade, my index and middle covered in lightning.
She was surprised that I had a powers similar to hers but then she stopped trying to do anything as she blushed in embarrassment and asked me “W-will you teach me how to control my powers!?!?” All that came to mind was “WHAT!?!?!?!?!”
~2 months later~
I heard Party Rock Anthem from my phone signaling the end of my day at Activision’s NY building, I dismissed the alarm as I walked out of the building thinking ‘Man… I hope Naomi hasn’t blown our cover today…’ like I have everyday since I agreed to helping her 2 months ago. I felt a couple of stares as I went into a alleyway which leads into a fighting arena.
~Fighters Dressing Area~
I silently groaned as my bones popped into place while I walked to the stadium in the costume I put together for this type of fighting, aka a black ski mask, red tank top & gloves, black shorts, and tennis shoes. As I walked I heard 3 things 1.) My theme song ‘Bleed It Out’ by Linkin Park, 2.) The announcer saying “And to the right we have the one & only Shadow! He takes the saying ‘Float like a butterfly and sting like a bee’ to the next level!”, and 3.) The crowds cheering & hollering.
Right as I stepped out, they got louder, some asking for my autograph, others asking me to date them. While walking I gave my autograph, with the ‘o’ in ‘Shadow’ being a yin-yang symbol. Once I got in, my opponent & I shook hands before the match started but just as he tried to hit me, my right hand had already hit his jugular, causing him to choke out into unconsciousness, making me the winner within seconds. The crowd had gotten crazy at how fast the match was, but I wasn’t concentrating on that, no, I was concentrating on the voice in my head.
“Hello Mr.Kage, that was an amazing amount of control you have there, my name is Charles Xavier-” I cut the connection before he could say anything else as I took the money handed to me by the announcer, while I walked back to the dressing rooms.
~1 Hour Later~
You could see me back in my normal clothes in a grocery store comparing different packages of bacon when suddenly a 5’1 girl with lavender and pure white streaks in it appeared in front of me, grabbing MY! BACON! “Ughh, ahh!” Was my scream as I yelled “THAT! IS! MY! BACON! Then I flashed by her using electricity to speed up, grabbing all but one package and leaving a note of that said “Fuck You!’ with twin hands flipping her off, before flashing over to the cash register, paying for them, then running home.
~Time Skip brought to you by...Shinku eating electrified bacon~
It was been a day since those events happened, you can see me in a decently sized kitchen in a grey muscle t-shirt & shorts, with a package of uncooked bacon. I opened it quickly before splitting up the bacon equally into 2 plates. Once done my left hand lit up with plasma, my right electricity. As I was cooking the bacon Naomi walked in wearing a dark blue bra showing her assets to me(which I ignored, to busy staring at bacon!), and blue basketball shorts, going into the fridge before taking out a gallon of milk and two cups that I left on the counter, then pouring the milk into them after which she put the milk back into the fridge. When I was done cooking the bacon, and we sat down we started to chat, Naomi said “Hey Shinku do you know a guy named Charles Xavier? He talked in my head saying that he knew of us and wanted to help us.”
I shook my head in annoyance at the telepath as I replied “Not much other then him trying to talk to me yesterday after my match in the ring, I cut the connection before he could get any further then his name. But I have to get to my job at activision soon so i’ll be back later, make sure you turn your work in when you get to class at your campus Naomi.” With that I started to walk off out of our apartment to work while thinking to myself ‘Damn… I didn’t think that telepath would know if Naomi and I are connected, this will make staying under the radar from other mutants a difficult task to accomplish because once one knows they all will know.’
As I arrived at activision NY, I saw a 18 year old tan, waist length black haired girl wearing a black tank top that read’s “Fuck off” which I discreetly smile at, black biker short shorts, black shoes, wristband/cuffs, her eyes were the final thing that I looked at which were a brilliant ever-changing form of red & orange like that of fire with her pupils are in the shape of a fire, where my eye’s seem to absorb & produce light with grey shattered pupil’s. As we stared at each other I felt some sort of connection that I had never felt before in my life except in my long ago past that I would rather not remember.
I just started to walk past her when she grabbed my left arm, I gave her a wondering look before I asked her “You ok miss? Do you need a glass of water? My name is Shinku by the way” She looked more content with being in physical contact with me then just seeing me for some reason she said “I’m Flame, and is it okay I stay by you?” I shrugged and walked over to a water dispenser with Styrofoam cups above and filled us both one. I had gotten to my desk & gotten to work coding some security up for a upcoming game when Flame, who for some reason decided to actually sit in my lap, ask me “Are you going to go to the school for mutants? You know, Charles Xavier’s school?” I stopped coding in mid-type at this & thought to myself ‘Why does everyone keep asking me this question?’ I said to her “No, I have no need to go to a school which I can learn nothing from” and I went back to typing.
Flame seemed put out till we heard “OMG BACON DUDE!” then I heard a face-palm right after which I felt sympathy for. I then felt deja vu as the girl from the other day appeared at the door of my office with a 6ft tall male, with black hair with white streaks, wearing black skinny jeans, and a black tank top with black combat boots. Upon seeing them I felt Flame shift her position in my lap to see them as well, causing my little me to get between her thighs, making my left eye to twitch, Flame to blush, and the other girl to laugh.
After a few minutes of this I finally asked “What’s going on here!?!? Why are you here Bacon Stealer?!?!?!”