Chapter 3: Chapter 3
ayoooo am back!
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Earth Bet
Brockton Bay, Docks
December 29th 2010
man, doing manual labor with powers is the best thing ever, super cheating, but still the best.
like I have been dragging boxes around daily for months and I have not slipped once or broken anything yet.
I keep increasing the friction of my shoes and making the boxes and crates slippery. its super fun! but the increased friction does mean that my shoes need to be changed much more frequently. yet, that is a small price to pay for salvation.
Today is another one of those days where I just drag around a bunch of crates, when one of the younger dockworkers approaches me.
"heya Kade! workin hard or hardly workin! hahahaha!" unbeknownst to him the answer is the latter.
"very funny Davis, very funny. but aren't you a bit too young to be making jokes like that?" honestly I have been working here for a few months now and haven't really managed to get a chance to meet everyone in the DWU, much less learn about them. what I do know about the young European male standing in front of me is that... uhh, everything I just said to describe him, not much else.
"why does everyone tell me that?! I have a beautiful daughter, I'll have you know! I'm plenty qualified to make dad jokes." He puffs out his chest in pride.
"who'd have thunk it" truly, I mean back home I've seen plenty of young married couples, but Davis seems to be around my age if not a few years older... that would make him mid twenties to early thirties.
holy shit I'm getting old
"anyway man, I wanted to let ya know that me and the boys are going to have a party celebrating the new year, so if you've got nothing planned, you're free to join us!" He commented with a jovial smile.
2011 huh, the year where my supposed meta knowledge will be the most useful, meaning the year where I'll have to actually start working on killing the golden man. fuck I'm not ready for that!
"yeah, I should be free then, I'll join you." hopefully a drink or three will let me get my mind off such thoughts.
"great man! we'll even bring some apple juice for you so you can drink with the grownups!" this little shit! this is the third time we've talked and he dares talk shit?!
Davis barely manages to duck and bolt in the opposite direction, before my flung hardhat hits him in the ass.
"Get back here and take your beating like the GrOwNuP you are!" oooh he will pay! vengeance will be mine!
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looking out of his office's window, Danny couldn't help but sigh at the childishness that he was witnessing.
but he wasn't going to reprimand them for having a bit of fun on the job. especially when the work done these last few month has been growing more and more, as well as safer.
there had been less accidents occurring and the shipments were being moved with much more ease than normally. now in a world where teenagers can casually defy the laws of physics and world ending kaiju roam the earth, people can get a bit suspicious of such things.
It all started around three month back, when they got three new hires within two weeks of each other. sadly, two left as soon as they got their first big paycheck. and being in this city long enough, he knows that they were here only to get some money to buy drugs.
as much as it saddens him, he cant really do anything about it and as long as they actually do legal work to earn that money, he counts it as an absolute win. especially because in a city like Brockton Bay, with how many parahumans there are, crime really doesn't pay, unless you are part of one of the bigger gangs.
now onto the last new hire that remained, and the one he suspected was responsible for the reduced workload.
Kade Amiran. the kid was in his early twenties, Caucasian, skinny and slightly below average in height with glossy brown hair and green eyes. that's about as much as he or anyone at the docks knows about the kid. one day he just showed up, asked for a job and well they were hiring, days like that aren't uncommon.
now, does he fully believe that the kid is a parahuman? no, not 100%. but he has suspicions. is he going to report the kid? no, he doesn't think he will. the kid, if he really is a parahuman, hasn't caused any trouble, quite the opposite, he reduced any dangers that one would normally expect whilst working here... not fully removed it, but reduced.
so no. he, nor anyone working at the docks, wont report the kid. it's not like he broke any laws.
and hopefully, he might come out of his shell after the party, he hasn't ever talked about his personal life, only ever sharing jokes and listening to other's stories.
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[AN: if only Danny payed half as much attention at home, as he does at the job]
Earth Bet
Brockton Bay, Docks South
2011 ,January 1st, 2.13AM
"Man getting drunk sucks" it truly does, but only for everyone else! for I am a god and alcohol doesn't faze me!
"then why are you sliding through the streets at 2AM?!" you ask me... quite loudly, I might add. that is quite rude,"shush" please keep your voice down.
why am I sliding through the streets is quite obvious, "not really, no-" shush!, it's because I am fueled with liquid confidence! "meaning, you are drunk" No, your mum!
anyway... right, I am prowling the streets in search of one shitty highschool! so I may remove the trash!
Oh and I found it, the concreate building looks pretty bad, ya know. the gates missing and some of the windows are boarded up... "but I've seen worse... I've studied in worse!" oh right, I have.
welp, now that I'm here, why don't I do a bit of this and "ugh" a bit of that "grh!"
aaand done! with a bit of friction control, I have caused the bugs in one of the lockers to combust and take the trash with them... this wont end badly, no siree!
and away I goooooo "weeeeee-"
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maan, I has been 2 hours since Winslow, and I can already feel my head clearing up. yet... yet I'm still on the streets. normally I would've run home and shut myself off from the rest of the world... but I can't do that anymore. I need to do this, if I ever plan on killing Zion!
thus I slide through the streets at over 40 miles per hour, looking for a sign, something something Fortress Constructions... and I have yet to find anything, anything! even remotely similar! damn you Fanfiction! You lied to meee!
"hey! stop right there criminal scum!"
I am shut out of my thought by a childish voice shouting at me.
slowing down and grounding myself, I look behind me, only to not see anything.
"I'm over here! face me if you dare!" following the voice, I look up at one of the buildings and see a little blonde girl dressed in a green costume, Vista the veteran of Brocton Bay's Wards. basically the crappy variants of Teen Titans.
"You are being detained for unlicensed use of Parahuman powers! as well as being suspected to be responsible of burning down Winslow highschool!"
its a bit hard to hear her from all the way down on the street, but burning down Winslow? wait what?"wait What?!"
"yes indeed! it is I! VISTA of the Wards! surrender peacefully or face my wrath!" I think she misunderstood my reaction.
"hey kid! aren't you supposed to be celebrating new years with your family now?" I cant help but shout back, I was honestly expecting Armsmaster or some other protectorate member that didn't care about the new year (in Armsmaster's case, he probably thought that taking a break now would be inefficient).
"How dare you! just because I am a Child, You criminals think that I should let others handle my job whilst I get ready for my bedtime!" that's literarily not what I said. It seems obvious that from what I remember about her, she'd much rather spend her time releasing her frustrations on criminals than spend another second celebrating with her family.
"kid, I really didn't do anything wrong! I'm just skating on an empty street!" I try to slowly move away from the girl "Not so fast! You shall come to the PRT HQ for questioning! if you are found guilty yo-" yeah, she's not going to let me go. I immediately rush to the alleys to try and hide from her sight, only to end up back where I started.
And with the speed I was going at, It happens again and again and again-
"You cant run criminal scum! you will face the consequences of your actions!" fuck this shitty world man!
moving in any direction causes me to go back to my starting position, thus my only option is to use my powers.
at first my plan was to reduce my bodies friction enough to pass through her spatial powers, but that had the option of express shipping me to the void, but it might be worth the risk.
expanding my senses, I am about to focus on my body, when something weird comes across my senses. they look like water waves and ripples placed on seemingly nothing. they shift and warp like fabric and its borders seem to stretch the air... no space around them.
Screw it, I grab a hold of one of the warps and increase its friction, until I hear a distorted ripping sound.
next thing I know, I'm being sucked into a vortex of colours as the world around me disappears and in front of me a trippy kaleidoscope sucks me in.
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[ooh a cliffhanger, I make
make you wait, I shall
disappointed make you, It will]
ayoo, I just want to quickly say that, the end is coming soon... my adhd brain just wanted to put the whole thing in this one chapter, but I managed to stop it before it got too far.
yes that does mean, that in a few chapter... possibly 2 or 3, the story will end. why? because I didn't really have much of anything planned for this one, honestly Only thing I had for this story was "Trinket Of Friction hurr durr!" ... so yeah. but worry not!
I really want to write a Celestial Forge story, and have been really holding myself back so I can work on this one. thus this story might end, but this wannabe author has a lot more up his sleeve!
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