I don't know why I had thought sleeping would be a good idea. Nightmares of dying in similar ways like Tim filled my sleep. When I woke up, I was drenched in sweat and gulping for air. Skittles was still asleep and a quick look outside told me it was still early morning.

I took out the money and started counting it. Eddie had been so excited that he forgot to have me split it. It wasn't a lot, but it was enough. I put the money back and tried to go back to sleep, all I ended up doing was stare at the dirty ceiling.

At some point, the sun started rising and Skittles started waking up. He stared at me for a few minutes and then his surroundings, seeming to have forgotten where he was.

"Did you sleep well?" He sat up and rubbed his eyes. His answer came slowly and sleepily.

"Not really… Had a lot of nightmares…"

"Me too." He got up and stretched. "Wanna get something to eat?"

"Can we go to Burger Fool?"

"For breakfast?" He gave me puppy eyes and I gave in. The walk was slow and quiet, we were exhausted mentally. We tried to keep death at the edge of our thoughts, and we did somewhat. Some laughs were shared and smiles exchanged, but they disappeared quickly.

Tvs everywhere where showing the local news that had nothing to talk about except bang babies. Turns out some people got superpowers.

" Holy shit! We might not die! We might get superpowers!" Skittles had already decided that we were going to get powers instead of dying, despite no powers showing themselves. He was practically skipping as we searched for Eddie. "Slice is probably still alive! We can become superheroes!"

"You really think Slice will decide to stop stealing just cause he got powers? Or that it will be that easy for us to stop?" This calmed him down a bit and he frowned.

"We could at least try…"

"We might not even have powers… Might not be affected at all."

"Just had to bring me down."

"Someone had to." He chuckled and we continued on our merry way, checking every alley and abandoned building we could find. Which was pointless of course, Eddie was snoozing on one of the couches when we got back. Skittles almost hugged Eddie, but the glare he was given made him stumble back.

"Look who finally showed up." Eddie sat up and began to glare at me along with Skittles.

"You mean you finally showed up. We've been looking for you since yesterday."

"Was figuring some stuff out."

"What stuff?" Eddie's face formed a scowl and Skittles backed away from me, not wanting to get in the middle of our soon to be fight.

"My powers." He held his hand out and his nails began to grow to sword length. "Bit heavy, but they can do major damage." I backed away in fear of being stabbed. "What about you guys?"

"Don't know, too busy looking for you to find anything out." Eddie stood up and his nails retracted.

"What about T?"

"Dead." He looked mildly surprised for once. "Whole body peeled off his bones, right after some other kid melted."

"Too bad… We'll just have to deal with what we got… Now all we need to do is figure out what we got."

"Why?" Skittles looked eager and I could tell he was hoping Eddie was going to say 'So we can become heroes!', but I knew what was coming.

"So we can take what we want and become top dogs!" God, hes obsessed. Skittles frowned a bit, but said nothing.

"And exactly how do you plan on accomplishing that?" Instead of frowning at me like he usually does, he smirked. Then he took a swipe at Skittles.

"What the fuck?!" He backed up quickly, barely missing getting hit.

"Figured the best way to bring about your powers is to put ya in a situation where you need them." He chased after the fleeing Skittles. Wasn't long before Skittles tripped. "Come on! Use your powers before I make ya bleed!" He slashed at his stomach.

"Shit!" Eddie retracted his nails and had a look of disgust on his face. I ran over to them and took a look at the wound.

"What the hell, Eddie?!" He glared at me.

"Its Slice! And you better remember that or else you end up worse than Skits!" We stared at each other, Eddie turned and began to walk out. "Pathetic. You two aren't worth my time, never were." I heard the door slam, almost breaking off its hinges.

"Alright, Skittles, take off your shirt." I ripped the shirt into strips and took a closer look at the wound. Not too deep, but he could bleed out. I attempted to clean it up a bit and began wrapping the strips around his stomach. "Lets get you on a couch."

He nodded in agreement and winced as he got up. "Careful, Skittles…" I helped to the couch and laid him down. "I'm gonna have to get some shit for this…"

"Hope I don't get a shitty power like being able to make my nails longer." I chuckled.

"That shitty power cut you up bad." He scowled and turned his face towards the back of the couch. "Maybe you'll get rainbow powers to go along with your name." He turned his face back towards me, a big grin on his face, and he began to wiggle his eyebrows.

"Wanna taste the rainbow?~"

"Not this one, probably tastes like shit."

"Awww… Hand me the tv." The tv was one of those emergency ones. Tiny with antennas, could get about three channels, was in black and white, and you had to wind it for about 30 minutes before you turned it on. I handed it to him and he began to wind it.

"I'm gonna get some stuff while you try to turn on the tv." He nodded in acknowledgment and headed outside. The nearest pharmacy was just a few blocks away. The guy at the register didn't seem to know I was there. I grabbed bandages, alcohol, and random things I felt we would need in the future.

"We're about to close." I looked back at the guy, who had an annoyed look on his face.

"I'll be quick." After I grabbed some more things, I dropped them on the counter. I payed him and walked out with everything, a smile formed on my face due to the fact that he hadn't noticed that I slipped a few things into my hoodie.

Night was setting in and I could hear sirens in the distance. They got closer, maybe he had noticed… But some firetrucks speeding by and smoke coming from a few blocks away told me he hadn't. I kept walking and when I got near our hideout, F-stop ran by, laughing, and bumped into me.

"Watch it!" He growled at me, but kept running. Skittles was still on the couch, no longer winding the tv, but had not turned it on. I laid the supplies on the ground and took the tv from him, turned it on, and laid it on a cardboard box. After adjusting the antanas a bit, I was able to get it to show the news channel. More about bang babies…

Skittles sat up and I removed the strips of what used to be his shirt. He'd wince every now and then as I cleaned his wound.

"Um…. Hey, Lue?... Do your hands usually glow?..." I looked at him, completely confused, but returning my gaze to my hands I could see that they were giving off a faint silvery glow. They began to glow brighter and I was about to remove my hands when Skittles' wound started closing. "Holy… Your power is healing!" I removed my hands and stared at what was now a faint scar. My hands no longer glowed and Skittles was grinning like a mad man.