I woke up in a hospital bed, Trish by my side. "What happened?" I was feeling a bit woozy, like I slept for days.
"Cole! Uh... after you fell unconscious by the bridge, Zeke carried you to the clinic. Cole, you were in a coma for about 4 days. While you were asleep, the city was put under quarantine with no outside help, so the city came into chaos. The Reapers took control and are killing every-"
As she was finishing her sentence, I saw my hands. My hands... they had electricity coming out of them! The clinic lost its power when a shock hit a power outlet.
"Cole!"
-Two Weeks Later-
My powers started increasing, and I was learning how to control them. I could already shoot electricity out of my hands and produce a shockwave.
I was with Zeke on his roof. It is conveniently positioned next to the train tracks, surrounded with barbed wire and filled with the debris of Zeke's bachelor lifestyle - Chinese food cartons, pizza boxes, and posters of movies and anti-Big-Oil propaganda. It has several TV sets, but 1 was working.
"Yo, can you get the batteries some power?" Zeke asked. There were 3 batteries on the roof, all of them needed power. I focused my energy and put 1 online. I did the same with the other 2. I walked back to Zeke where he had a pizza box on his lap. "Thanks. So, I heard that Amy died."
Amy was Trish's sister. "Yea-"
Suddenly the TV showed a man who was famous. He was known as the "Voice of Survival". "Man, I love this guy," Zeke exclaimed, "Shhh."
"Citizens of Empire City! The government has dropped a crate of food in Archer Square! If you are hungry, get there as soon as you can!" VOS explained.
"Finally! Now I can eat something besides day-old pizza! Come on Cole!" Zeke yelled.
"I'll take the express elevator." I said walking towards the side of the roof.
"Okay, but if you get hurt, don't blame me." He started down the stairs.
"Here I go..." I jumped off the roof...