Warnings: Future Slash (Colt/Punk) Future Profanity, Future smut, AU setting and 1st person perspective.

If this was one of those stories, this is where I would tell you that I was normal, that I was an average teenager, with an average life. I'd stress that there was nothing special about me, that in every way, I am just like you. My grades are average, my home is average, I'm socially awkward, anything to get you to buy into that I am just like you. I rebel in petty teenage ways. I grow my hair, I cut it, dye it, spike it up. I have piercings in place that would make your mother wince, I have tattoos that in no way I should legally possess. I listen to music no one else likes; dress in clothes from second-hand stores. I'm a dirty kid. I'm a rebel, I'm a loner, I'm an atheist, I'm straightedge. I am just like you.

Only this isn't one of those stories. This is my story and I'm not just like you. I'm not normal, I'm not average. My name is Phil Brooks but you, you can call me God.

Now I know what you're thinking, you're thinking didn't he just say he was an atheist, like maybe three sentences ago and yeah, I did. Now I'm not implying that I'm that God, I'm not some religious construct of divinity, but let me assure you that compared to you, I may as well be.

I don't believe in "God", not in the least. I believe in what I know, what I've seen. You see, there are gods everywhere. The guy driving your bus, the girl at the checkout in Wal-Mart, they might be gods and you'd never know it. Gods, maybe that's not the best word but I've never found one that fits better. You see, I have a talent, a gift, a skill, a power, the sort of thing you can only dream of, the sort of thing you can only see in movies and read about in comics. Like I said, I'm not a god but compared to you, I may as well be.

Powers, I can hear you scoffing, that's okay, I'd scoff too if I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, hadn't felt it with my own body. I have a power and I can't explain where it comes from or how it works. Alls I know is that I can bend the World to my whims. I can pick the answers to pop questions straight out of a teacher's mind, convince anyone to do almost anything, if you think it, I know it. Your hopes, your dreams, your fears, all of them in your head like flowers waiting for me to pick and make them into a bouquet.

It started with whispers in the back of my mind when I was a kid, hearing little things I shouldn't, always wondering why no one kept their thoughts about how fat their wife looked to themselves, why when married women were sleeping with their husband's best friend, they didn't try harder to keep it a secret. I learnt quickly enough that those are the things that people want to keep secret, those are the things that they keep to themselves and saying them out loud would get me a smack round the head and no dinner.

Now I'm older, I get it, well some of it. It's a gift. It's something that makes the otherwise average me, exceptional and I'm not the only one. There's people with powers all around me, all kinds of gifts and talents, things that defy nature and flout the laws of reality. There are gods everywhere, and if you don't see them, then you're just not looking hard enough.

I understand why normal people believe in God, I understand how it's comforting to them to have a magical guy who lives in the sky and can make everything better. Sometimes, I go to churches and listen to the people inside, listen to them praying, listen to them talking to God, only, they don't know that they're talking to me. It's kind of nice forgiving people, telling them that their loved ones are safe and happy. If there was a God, I think, that's what he'd do, right? Reassure his faithful that if they're keeping up their end of the bargain so is he. I don't know, not really but it's a good thing to do, I think, at least. If you're gonna have superpowers might as well use them, you know?

I like the idea of being normal, sometimes, at least. I like the idea that if I was normal, my life would be easier. It's not easy having the thoughts of everyone around you hammering at your brain all the time, but I guess, life isn't meant to be easy, at least not for me. Normal people, I suppose, have a harder time than I do. It's not like they can convince the guy trying to beat them into a pulp, to punch his best buddy in the mouth instead, it's not like they can tell which members of humanity finds them attractive just by having a little peek inside their heads, but sometimes I'd like to turn my power off.

You see, it's no fun being able to see in graphic detail all the shit that the one teacher who hates you, wants to do to you. It's no fun knowing the only reason you get stuck in detention so often is because they want to spend more time concocting more weird kinky shit for their own personal spank bank. I can hear you thinking, why don't you just stop them from thinking that? It's a good question but the mind is a complex thing. Everything is all jumbled up and tangled together like strings of Christmas lights, you can't just take one thing out without causing problems that leave people gibbering wrecks. I know, believe me, I know. It's far easier to introduce something, or to stoke a secret desire, people think, fantasise, about all manner of things they'd never really do. I'm sure you've thought about killing someone, right? I'm sure you've seen their death right down to the little minute details. It's much easier to convince someone that that little throw away fantasy is a good idea, than it is to take something out of their brain, like Christmas tree lights, you take out one bulb and sometimes they still work, other times the whole string goes out, which it's going to be is too hard to tell.

So here is where you ask me if I'm a superhero, right? Go on, ask. The answer is no because I'm normal, I'm average, I'm just like you, only I'm not in the least.

So this is the introduction, the rest of the fic will not be written from 1st person, it'll be shifting to 3rd and as you can tell it's gonna be kind of an AU with super-powers galore. Here be no wrestling, my friends, here be no wrestling...

I'm kind of trepidatious about it all so please do let me know what you think!

As such as ever: Please leave a review, even if it's just "Hey, that didn't suck", I'd be so far and beyond grateful. Heck even if you thought it did suck, tell me too, something is better than nothing after all. :D