Prologue

"Don't worry, we'll keep you posted for draculoids Poison, that's Sandman signing off."

"Keep running." Sandman put his radio down.

It was the year 2019, a while after 2012. some of you may know about the great apocalypse , the bomb that happened that year wiping out nearly all living creatures. Scared that this would happen again there was a place called Battery City in a post apocalyptic Calafornia, a utopia, or that's what the Bli called it but we'll get to them later.

Things had happened at that time,strange things had happened. The band (our former Suitehearts) were hanging out when this happened, writing out melodies and lyrics, strumming chords and mucking about.

"What about this? Baby you were my Pickett fence, I'll miss missing you nevertheless." Patrick sang with the improved melody as he softly strummed the guitar, Pete smiled.

"I think it's great and maybe we could make the guitar sound like a synthesiser with more complex finger patterns, you know what I mean?" Before Patrick could answer though they were cut off with a loud bang.

"What was that?" Andy said as he glanced out the window before there was a rumble coming from the ground.

"Earthquake?" Joe suggested as the lights went out.

"No I think-" Patrick got cut off as a blasting light blinded them as it cut through their bodies. It felt as if they were on fire, as if their body was deteriorating, as if the pain would never stop but then it came to an abrupt stop. It had come as fast as it had gone.

Their surroundings of Pete's living room was a lot different to the place they had stepped in earlier that day, the roof was no longer there nor were the walls, the tv was smoking and the couch was tattered and burned.

They all looked at each other breathing heavily and Joe was the first one to talk.

"I'm okay... what about you guys?" Andy shrugged.

"A little exhausted I guess but kinda good." The two looked at Pete and Patrick who had somehow sunk to the ground . Patrick had kneeled down to Pete's level with a concerned look on his face.

"Pete, I'm serious are you okay?"

"I'm tired." Was all Pete said with droopy eyes before they shut and he slumped onto Patrick unconscious.

"Pete?" Patrick shook the man but he didn 't move.

"He's out?" Andy said as he and Joe both kneeled down to their level.

"I guess... you guys aren't feeling faint are you? I know I'm not." Both Joe and Andy shook their head. Patrick lifted Pete onto the remains of the couch. They all gave a closer look at their surroundings. The sky was full of smoke and nearly every house was destroyed but the most disturbing part was that there were bodies on the ground, bloodied bodies on the ground that gave the band the shivers.

"What happened?" Patrick whispered to himself as he glanced around at the aftermath of the mysterious light. He looked back at the sleeping man before he looked at Andy... or where Andy was.

"Andy?"

"Yeah?" Came his voice.

"Where are you?"

"I'm right next to you, why?" Patrick looked on both of his sides but there was no Andy in sight.

"I can't see you!" Andy then appeared at his side again.

"What?! Don't tell me Joe's disappeared too!"

"Hey Trick, Look up!" Joe's voice came full of excitement. Patrick and Andy looked up and saw Joe floating in midair.

"JOE GET DOWN!" Patrick yelled as Joe pouted and levitated down.

"What sorcery is this?!" Patrick shouted as he looked at the two.

"I think we have super powers from that blast!" Andy exclaimed, "I can turn invisible, Joe probably can fly. Maybe you and Pete have powers!" Patrick sighed.

"Maybe I do but let's not focus on that, We need to get out of here! I'll get Pete." Patrick took out his hand and Pete's body flew into him knocking Patrick down on the ground.

"Hey! We found your power!" Joe said as he and Andy fist bumped.

"Guys c'mon, don't joke around! Look around you, we need to move!"

Hours later Pete did wake up but he had a much more complex power, he was able to knock people out and leave them in a dream state of some sort, only Patrick had experienced it and he claimed he had forgotten what happened so no one had ever known what his true power was so he never used it, only if necessary, although his fighting skills didn't go relocated to California and found a small warehouse the outside of Battery City and named themselves America's Suitehearts.