OLIVER POV

It was nighttime in Centium City, but not everyone was asleep. In the Elite Force headquarters, I was sitting on the terrace with a cup of hot chocolate that had long since been discarded. A conversation kept running through my head from earlier.

As Clutch got ready to leave, I stopped him. It wasn't every day you got to see your hero. "Hey. I was wondering if you could tell me how to become great. I mean, you did it pretty well."

Clutch looked at me appraisingly, like he hadn't expected me to ask. "Kid, first, lose the geeky attitude. You're cool, but if you keep fawning over that girl, no one is going to date you. Second, work out. How can you be a hero if you're scrawny? I've seen kids with more muscle. Lastly, a dream doesn't become reality through magic; it takes sweat, determination and hard work. You have to want it, real bad. Now look, I've got to go, but if you give it everything you've got, I'm certain I'll be hearing your name around soon."

I couldn't get it out of my head. I've always been trying to get better. Powers just aren't something I'm good at. And talking to girls. And being funny.

But, that was beside the point, I decided as I stood up and finished my cup. I took a deep breath and dropped to the ground and started doing pushups. I kept going until my arms got so weak that I dropped (which was like 5 because I'm really weak- just kidding- it was 6) but then I stood up and blasted ice into the sky, and tried to stretch my powers by using them in ways I hadn't before.

Out of nowhere, my phone rang. "Hello?"

"Oliver, its Arachnia."

"Oh, hey. What's going on?" I responded. Arachnia and I were pretty good friends after I helped her out a while back.

"I don't have much time. They've found me."

"Oh my- where are you? I'll come right now."

There was a loud thud on the other end. "I'm in the park. Hurry, they've almost found me."

I told her I was coming and hung up the phone. I debated waking the others up, but it was too late. Arachnia could be dead if I waited a moment longer. Without putting on my suit, I vaulted over the railing and made a beeline for the park.

When I got there, things weren't looking good. Arachnia was getting pushed around by Roman and Riker and this time they had another person with them. "Hey, back off!" I yelled and kicked one of them.

The guy I kicked laughed. "Really guys? You need my help with this? That didn't even hurt!"

I didn't know who this person was. He had long silver hair and eyes. He looked scary, like he'd kill me and not even care.

Roman looked embarrassed. "Not him. Those other bionic freaks and Storm. Heck, even the other guy. But this kid is weak."

"Guys, I'm literally right here." I said. The guy sped forward and punched me in the face so hard he saw stars and fell next to Arachnia.

She didn't look too well. Her eyes were screwed shut and her face was pale. "Oliver, I'm going to die."

I opened his mouth to protest, but she shook her head. "Do you remember when you took care of my eggs? That's when I knew, Oliver, that you'd be a great hero. My time has come. But, I will give you every ounce of power in me so you can make them pay. Make me proud." Arachnia grabbed my hand and white energy pumped out of her and into me.

I still can't describe it, but I guess I would by saying I was a peace. I could see everything that had happened to Arachnia, I could feel how she felt. It was like she was giving a piece of her to me. When she stopped pumping, I could see that she was dead.

Anger rushed through my veins, and I stood. I had never felt this way before. This angry. I was usually pretty chill, and even when everyone laughed, I wasn't exactly mad because I knew they weren't actually insulting me. This was different. When I used my powers, it was like I tapped into it and it came in a steady stream. This time, I don't know if it's the anger or what Arachnia did, it came rushing like a waterfall.

"Oh lookey, the weakling is up." The guy said and smirked, but I barely heard him through the rushing blood in my head.

I rushed forward and my fist was covered in ice. When I punched the guy, he went flying into a wall. Propelled by my anger, I raised my hand and spikes of ice shot towards him. This power, it kept coming. Usually after a while I couldn't tap into it anymore, but this seemed infinite.

Roman and Riker were punching and kicking me, but my adrenaline was too much. I kept shooting the guy until there was literally a pillar of ice where he once stood, and that pillar began to turn red. Yeah, this guy wasn't coming back. Then, I jumped into the air shot up in the sky.

I knew I had to get away, because the rush had left me feeling drained. I could keep going for a while, but I thought it would be better to go while I could. Better safe than sorry and whatnot. Also, I was starting to feel the pain from Roman and Riker and knew I would collapse unless I got home. Although it didn't feel like it, I had been out for a while and the sun was already in the sky.

When I touched down on the terrace, it seemed that the entire team was waiting for me. Chase looked mad, Bree looked like she didn't want to be up, as did Skylar, and Kaz looked bored. Until they saw me. Then, they all looked worried and swarmed towards me.

"Oliver!" Chase said and came running. "My god, what did you do?"

Kaz laughed. "Playing paintball again? Yeah, last time we played you"-

"Not the time Kaz," Bree said.

I looked at Chase. "Another superhero is dead. Arachnia."

Skylar held up a hand to her heart. "Oh, Oliver, why didn't you wake us up? We could've saved her."

I got the unspoken message. We would've done better than you. Some anger came rushing back, but I ignored it. I couldn't blast her. "Well, Skylar," I said a bit bitingly. "I evened the score by taking one of them out."

Chase looked skeptical. "And you did this how?"

My power flooded my fingers and I shot an ice spike right past Chase. "Like that. Except they were bigger and there were a lot more."

Bree put a hand on my shoulder and Chase's. "What I think Oliver needs is some rest and a nice long shower. We can deal with this later."

Chase nodded. "Go ahead, Oliver. We can talk later."

I nodded and left to my room, the last thing I heard was, "Does he look different?"