chapter 1

Deep within the city of Miami, Florida lyed a citizen named Ace Masters III, a 16 year old boy who barely cared about anything but himself.

Until one day a thunder storm broke out on Miami, while Ace was with his friends.

"Dude, Ace, why don't you get a fucking job?" Mark, a friend of Ace's, said.

"It takes too much time out of my day." Ace remarked.

"Get a part time job then!" Mark exclaimed.

"I'll think about it."

"Good enough."

Ace smirked, then started walking home after gathering money that he made gambling with his friends.

As he walked home, the lightning from the storm slowly got closer and closer to hitting Ace.

"Stupid lightning." Ace smirked.

The lightning then came out of the sky, and hit Ace square in the chest.

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaagh!!!!!!" Ace screamed in pain, before falling onto the ground, unconcious.

After a few hours, Ace awoke to find himself on the side of the street, with his clothes ripped up and blood trickling down his head from when he fell.

"Wow, guess it wasn't dream." Ace whispered, wiping the blood away with his hand.

Ace walked until he reached his house, then he went straight to his room because of the dizziness he felt in his brain.

"Ace, you alright?" Ace's father, Ace Masters II, asked concerned.

"Yeah, I'm alright." Ace responded.

"Good, now get ready for breakfast."

"Got it."

Ace's father nodded, then left to the kitchen while Ace layed on his bed.

Then he got up, got dressed, and headed for the kitchen.

Once Ace went to the toaster to grab his breakfast, the toaster immediatly exploded as soon as he touched it.

"What happened!?" Ace's mother asked, suprised.

"I-I dunno." Ace replied, just as suprised.

Ace shook it out of his head, then left.

He wandered the streets, unknowingly blowing up every street light that he passes.

"What the hell is going on here?" Ace wondered.

Ace continued walking until he saw a criminal running out of a bank.

As soon as the criminal ran past Ace, the criminal felt a huge shock run through his body and knock him unconcious.

Once the criminal fell to the ground, a police officer came up from behind the criminal and handcuffed him behind his back.

"How'd you stop this man?" The police officer asked, curiously.

"Sir, to be honest, I have no idea." Ace responded.

"Well no matter how you stopped him, thank you."

Ace nodded, then continued walking.

"How did I do that?"

end of chapter 1