One year later
I walk down the street nodding my head to the rhythm of 'Thunder struck' as it plays on my dads old Walkman "stupid bastard" I say thinking of my bastard of a father. I arrive at Clyde's house and climb over the fence and into his yard. I look around and I see the shed (that's about 5 metres squared) that we built a year ago, as a sort of base. And I see that Clyde and Token are already there.
I wave at them and say "Hey".
"Oh, hey dude" Clyde responds.
"Yea, hi man" Token follows.
I then see that Clyde's testing out the flying machine Stan made for him, again. It's like a Jetpack and a helicopter only he can only go about 4 metres in the air and It's the bug wings that let him fly. Clyde only managed to discover his powers when he got some blood in his mouth and it healed his wounds, about 10 months ago when he discovered that he can create literally anything he imagines.
And then I see that Token's messing with his powers again by creating a drone with the machinery that's merged with his body. Right now he's only 10% machine and he discovered he can choose how the machine affects his body. For example, he was searching Wikipedia he found that the spine is one of the most deadly bones because you can die easily from breaking it, and so his powers reacted and protected his spine with metal and made it more flexible, it's still like that to this day.
I walk past them and into the base which thanks to Stan and his powers is almost beyond its time. The entire thing is basically a miniature house only it's one floor and there's only one bedroom and a living room, and of course there's the secret basement.
I walk towards the mantle piece and press a button underneath which unlocks the door behind it, allowing me to push it straight open and go down the stairs and into a room about the same size as the shed. It's an empty room with a grey concrete floor, bachelor floor and white ceiling with the wall opposite of me having metal drawers fitted on half of it.
I walk towards the drawers and pull out a key from my jacket pocket, then use it on one of the metal drawers labelled 'super's'. I grab a file from the drawer then lock it and leave the room and go into the living room of the shed.
In this file I have the information of everyone I've ever given powers to and some I'm thinking of giving. I flip through it until I find the page's on super humans.
I look through their info:
[Craig Tucker
Gender:Male
Age:11
Hair colour:Black
Occupation:Student
Grade:6
Father:Thomas Tucker
Mother:Laura Tucker
Sibling:Tricia Tucker
Religion:Roman catholic
Lover:Tweak Tweak
Generation:3]
[Tweak Tweak
Gender:Male
Age:11
Hair colour:Blonde
Occupation:Student
Grade:6
Father:Richard Tweak
Mother:Helen Tweak
Sibling:None
Religion:Buddhist
Lover:Craig Tucker
Generation:3]
From the the show and my power, awakening, which is what I'm calling my ability after all I can't choose what powers people gain I can only awaken the powers they truly desire. I've also discovered that I can tell what powers others will get but I can't choose what powers humans get. Also I can give others multiple powers but I can't give myself multiple, so I'm assuming that my fire is related to my wings.
Anyway, I'm planning on creating some anti-heroes and making those three members of the 'League Of Coon' which is what I managed to convince Eric to call 'CAF' instead. I actually decided to allow Eric to be the leader even if he is an egotistical asshole.
Later that day
"Hey Tweak, hey Craig" I say as I walk down the hallway towards them.
"Hey" Craig says in a bored tone.
"H-hey" Tweak says.
"So how have you guys been doing lately? You've been off school for a while" I ask.
They seem to panic a bit and I already know why(because they've been out playing with their powers) but I decide to tease them a bit.
"Wait...both of you were off school, together...Ooh" I smile teasingly and say "I get it"
"Get What?" Craig asks.
"You know" I say in a knowing voice.
"Wh-what?" Tweak asks in a tweak way.
"You know, a holiday run away" they still look confused "a rump with a hump" they still look confused. I sigh in annoyance and say "I meant that you were on a romantic getaway, jeez" I finish a little annoyed with my index finger moving in and out through a loop of my index finger and thumb but smirk a little sadistically at their flustered expression.
"N-no!" They say in unison.
"Okay" I say in a mocking tone as I smirk even more and back away and then wander down the hall and towards class.
After school, in the base's living room
Everyone is sat on the sofas, which I bought, in a circle just talking until Kenny takes out a bottle of Vodka.
"Dude, where'd you get that?" Stan and Kyle ask.
"I stole it from my parents drawer" Kenny reply's.
"What are you gonna do with it?" Clyde asks.
"What do ya mean?" I ask. "We're gonna get drunk out of our minds and do some really dumb shit that we'll defiantly regret" I add.
To that everyone says "Yay!" in an exited or shocked way.
2 hours later
"Kenny *hic* where's all the-the alcohol?" Stan asks.
"It's all gone" Kenny says waving his arms around in a half conscious state.
"Well, let's go get more" I say with a smirk, and in a way less drunk way with my increased resistance to toxins which comes with my new durability.
"What? From where?" Stan asks in a drunken slur.
"Well, there's a liquor store down the street"
"But we're underaged" Token says looking way too drunk for the amount he consumed.
"But we also have superpowers" I add. 'The best thing about talking to drunk people apart from them being totally hilarious is that they are incredibly easy to manipulate and persuade'.
They all look persuaded so we put on black bandanas and run into the store. But only Stan, Clyde, me and Timmy went.
"Right, grab the vodka, Jack Daniels and some cider" I say to the guys. "Oh, and Stan knock the cashier out or something" I add.
"Timmy" he says waving his arms around in a drunken way.
"A-alright" Kyle stutters.
"Sure" Stan says, in a way that proves my theory that he did start drinking after that episode where he became as the doctor said a 'cynical asshole'.
After that Timmy goes over towards to the vodka cabinet and uses his telekinesis to take two plastic bags and fill them with vodka. Kyle wanders over towards the Jack Daniels and starts shovelling them in a few plastic bags with some cider. While their doing this Stan uses his power on the cashiers toolbox, takes out a hammer and smashes him over the head before he even notices anything.
"Well, he's dead" I say to myself as I see the blood spill from his head, Stan didn't even notice it in his drunken wobble.
I grab two bottles of scotch and run out the doors shouting "Let's get the fuck out of here!" they follow after me screaming about being heroes.
3 hours later
I open a can of cider and say "Hey guys, how about we go do something fun?" I say smirking.
"Like what?" Eric asks, totally wasted.
"I don't know, how about we just go wherever the wind takes us?" I say.
"Sure" I hear multiple voices say.
I get up and begin to leave the shed but fall over 'god I love drinking' I think as I laugh and stand up.
"Let's go!" Cartmen says as he jumps forwards in a drunken tripping sort of motion.
The next morning, in the base
I open my eyes to a horrible headache and then notice that I'm laid with my lower half on the sofa's arm and my upper half on the floor. I stand up and walk across the room and over towards a mirror. When I look at myself I see that my shirt is covered in what smells like alcohol and vomit, my trousers are non-existent with only piss covered boxers there, also it seems that I've got blood on my hands. And it seems so one drew a monicker and half a moustache on my face and then passed out.
When I'm done looking myself over I look around to see if the guys are still alive and I see that their in worse shape than me. Timmys lying on the floor hanging out of his wheelchair with vomit staining his face and the carpet. Stan is lying on the floor with blood dripping from his nose butt naked. Kyle was lying next to him upside down on the couch with vomit and piss dripping from his face with some blood on his forehead . Token was somehow on top of the bookcase I had installed wearing only some trousers/pants and with blood on his feet and fists. Clyde is covered on what seems to be the urine of multiple people and only in his boxers. And I can't seem to find Kenny. After seeing this I finally remember what happened last night.
I sigh, then walk towards the centre of the room and shout "wake up, fuckers!!!".
As I say this everyone jumps up and Token falls off the shelf and onto the floor. I smirk at their confused expressions and chuckle a little. "Morning" I say holding my head from the headache.
Stan stands up and asks "What happened?".
"Something fun" I reply smiling "Oh, and put some clothes on" I add as he looks down and covers his dick.
"Right, let's get dressed and meet back here" I suggest as they nods at my idea.
After everyone is dressed
"Now then does anyone remember what happened?" I ask being serious now.
"No" they all say in unison with Timmy saying his name as always but I understood.
"Well I remembered" I state.
"Really?" They ask.
"Yea, do you guys remember when Kenny pulled out that bottle of Vodka" some nod others just continue to listen. "Well, after that we decided to drink it, we got really drunk and I mean really drunk".
"We can tell but how did this happen?" Stan asks a little annoyed.
"Oh, well I'll just take questions then" I reason.
"Alright then! Why was I in my boxers covered in piss?" Clyde asks seeming a bit angry about it.
"Well you passed out and cartmen pissed on you" I answer as Clyde looks over at Eric "multiple times" I add, which made him glare a lot.
"Right, next" I say.
"Why was my nose bleeding and why was I naked?" Stan asks.
"Simple, I got annoyed over all your bitching about how you hit that cashier so I kicked your ass and your naked cause you got drunk" I respond.
"Oh, well that makes se-WAIT WHAT? I hit a cashier!?" He asks shocked.
"Yea, you got him right over the head" I say making a hitting motion with a non-existent hammer. "It was still gruesome though" I add.
"Did anyone else get hurt on our little 'adventure'!?" Token asks using air quotes on the word, adventure.
I think back to last night.
Flashback
I sit atop a pile of ten corpses each in the common clothes of a lowlife. I take a swig of Jack Daniels, then look down at a passed out Kenny covered in blood and vomit as I get up and pile all the corpses in a pile of about twenty-three, the throw Kenny on top (I take off his clothes for effect). As I'm running away I laugh over the look on his face when he wakes up.
"Erm...that's enough questions" I say remembering about Kenny.
"What? Why?" Kyle asks.
"Well, I kinda left Kenny naked..." "Well that's not that bad" Kyle interrupts. "In the red light district". Now that freaked them out.
"Why were you and Kenny even there!?" Stan shouts at me.
"What do you mean, we were all there!?" I shout back at him.
"WHAT!?" Stan shouts back.
"Don't worry I'll go get him now" I reason calmly.
(Kenny perspective)
I open my eyes, stand up and take a deep breath and then vomit all over my chest, which for some reason is naked. I'm then by the metallic smell and taste of blood. I turn around "shit!" I say as I look at the pile of corpses I was laid on and scurry back.
I grab my head from the sudden intense pain and realise that I'm covered in blood and guts. Then the situation hits me "Did I do this!?" I shout, looking for an answer as tears begging to well up in my eyes until they begin to flow and I fall to the floor.
"Wait, if I die then they'll forget and it won't matter!!" I reason to myself as I begin to regret taking the vodka from my dad. I grab the gun from one of the mobsters in the pile and hold the gun up to my head contemplating doing it. 'It's only temporary...' I reason as I press some weight on the trigger.
But then suddenly a dark figure cloaked in black feathers, which I swear sparked a red flame for a moment, appeared and said "Kenny, this is...definitely your fault.
(Malik perspective)
"Kenny, this is definitely your fault" I say in my normal voice ignoring the massive headache and thinking back to when he pulled the vodka from his coat. He throws away the coat and says "where's my fucking clothes, dude!?" He shouts at me, I throw him another one of the orange overcoats I had hidden around the city.
When he's finished putting it on I grab him and we set off flying. 'I wonder how fast I can actually go, I mean I never tried but I can effortlessly fly faster than sports cars so maybe I can go as fas as sound' I smile "that would be cool" I think out loud. "What!" Kenny shouts at me angrily. 'I'm never doing that again' I think as I remember what I did to Kenny.
Later, at the base
"I said, I'm sorry" I say as I get an earful from Kyle over the whole piling up corpses and throwing Kenny naked on them.
"What do you mean 'I'm sorry'!? It was a pile of corpses, you psychopath!" Kyle shouts back.
I begin to panic at this but then I got an idea "What should I do, should I admit I've made mistakes, should I remind you I've done th..." as I was using the 'tony Hayward technique' Kyle interrupted me with a solar beam that burnt the floor next to my foot (yes, he can do that).
"Don't give me the 'Hayward technique'! Tell me what happened!" Kyle says in an impatient and annoyed way.
"Well you see they got into a fight with each other and when they were all dead I piled them up and threw Kenny on it" I answer, "but why" Kyle asks a little more calmly knowing that I didn't kill them (I did).
"I was drunk, and bod did it feel great" I respond saying the last part to myself.
After saying that Kyle storms off with a huff and I jump onto the couch and fall into a deep sleep.
2 months later
I stare out the window of my room and take a swig of whisky, which I've become quite addicted to, from my flask.
"I'm bored" I say to myself, as I take a deep breath, spread my wings and fly out the window and into the night. 'I think I'll finally time to test how fast I can go' I decide in my head as I begin to focus all my effort on moving as fast as I can and when I do I see a flash of fire and then I'm on top of one of the mountains instead of above the hummer dealership.
All I can say is "wow" before I spew my lunch all over the snow.
I lay back and notice I'm too cold so I look down and of course, I'm naked. "I guess I flew so fast my clothes burnt up, damn" I say to myself as I look at my naked self and surround myself in a cocoon of fire to warm myself, then stand up and disperse the flames.
I spread my wings and start to get ready for flight when I notice that my feathers are on fire, my jaw drops then I do the obvious thing, I scream and shout to kingdom come. "Aaaaaahhhhhhh!!!" I scream as I roll around on the snow but all it does is melt the snow but then I notice it doesn't hurt, in fact it feels rather comfortable.
I stand up, now calmed and hesitantly touch the flames but it doesn't hurt and then their gone. "Wow" that's cool" I say in amazement but then I flap my wings with a smirk and I'm off, off towards one of the roof tops I keep spare parkas for Kenny. When I arrive I put the parka on looking like Kenny I a all but face and hair. I then fly on over to my house house.
The next day
I wake up to the sound of nocking on my door but I ignore it. Then I hear my mother's voice say "Malik sweetie" "what?" I ask a little groggily. "Your father will be coming to visit along with your brothers" my mom says, at this I jump and say "what!" Remembering that bastard and my two brothers who take after him. "Don't take that tone with me" my mum said in a commanding voice, "But he hasn't come to see us this whole time this whole time, why now!" I reply.
"I said don't take that tone with me!" my mom replied annoyed.
"But" I try.
"no!" My mom reply's to my attempt at convincing her.
"Ok" I say as I go down stairs.
"When?" I ask.
"Later today" she answers.
I just sigh and lay back in my bed, then say "okay" again.
Later that day
I watch from my window as my mom runs out and hugs my dad and my brothers with a couple of tears, he may be a bad person but my mom still loves him and he loves her they just don't quite fit together same with my brothers.
I sigh, pull out my flask and take a long sip. "This is gonna be a long day" I say in a depressed tone.
I walk down the stairs and I'm instantly assaulted by the sight of my two brothers Jack and Toby A.K.A Dumb and Dumber.
"Hey there, give it to us" Jack says with a sly and arrogant smile.
"Come on, hurry up " Toby says with the same smile only more angry.
'I could beat the shit out of them but then mum would get mad and ground me so I guess I'll have to give it up' I think as I pull a 10 dollar bill from my sock and had it to them with a "fine".
"Good boy" Jack says as he wanders off with Toby.
I walk into the living room and say "hey dad" with a fake smile.
"Hey kiddo" dad reply's with his own fake smile.
"So can I go to Clyde's house and leave you guys to catchup?" I ask alimentary to leave the house.
"Take your brothers with you, give your mom and I some alone time" dad says look my mom in the eyes.
"Fine, but gross" I reply.
"It's only nature" my dad says with my mom giggling.
I sigh as I walk over to the kitchen where my brothers are stuffing their faces, "dad and mom are going to have some 'alone time' so you guys have to come with me" I say in an annoyed tone.
"Fine" they say in unison knowing what 'alone time' meant.
Later, outside of Clyde's house
"Don't be dicks" I say as I knock on the door.
As I do Clyde opens the door with Craig stand behind him.
"Sorry dude, can I come in?" I ask.
"Sure, but who are they?" Clyde asks.
"Sadly, my brothers" I reply.
"Oh" Craig says.
"I didn't know you had siblings" Clyde asks.
"We live separately" I answer.
"Oh" he reply's.
"Anyway, come in" he says moving away from the door with Craig following him.
"Nice house" Toby said.
"Don't steal anything" I reply looking at him with spite.
"'Kay" he responds.
Clyde walks us into the shed where I see Tweak sitting on the couch.
"Hey tweak" I say.
"Eeek!Hey" tweak says.
I sit down and my brothers follow through. "What's up with him?" Jack asks.
"His parents lace his coffees" I respond, "hey Clyde can you pass the whisky?l I ask.
"Sure" he says passing me a bottle of the cheap stuff.
"Thanks" I respond as I down half the bottle.
"Where'd you get this stuff?" Jack asks, "Yea" Toby agrees.
"Well, we made a system where when our parents get drunk we raid their cabinets, then in the morning they think they did it and buy more and we just repeat the process" I say surprising them a little.
"Smart" Jack says, "cool" Toby adds.
I walk over to the liquor cabinet I had Stan install and grab four cans of cider from the mini- fridge I stole on a drunken midnight stroll.
I pass one to everyone with them each saying "thanks".
I sit down on the arm chair and ask "so how's your dad Clyde?"
"Fine" he reply's.
"Okay, anyway these are my brothers" I say pointing towards them.
"Jack" Jack says.
"Toby" Toby follows.
I pour the rest of my whisky into my flask, then say "come on let's go on a tour around town" I say to my brothers.
"Okay" they say.
"Oh, and Toby put Clyde's watch back" I add in a commanding tone.
"Fine" he says as he puts it on the table as we leave much to Clyde's shock.
Later
We walk by a corner store and Jack asks me a question after looking at the newspaper, "hey what's that?" He asks.
"What's what?" I say as I look in through the window and see pictures of a few hero's on the newspaper.
"Oh, you mean who are they?" I ask.
"Yea" he supply's.
"Vigilantes" I reply calmly.
Toby chuckles at this mockingly, "what like the ones from comics?".
"Yea" I respond in the same calm tone.
"Wait, your serious?" H asks in a serious voice.
"Yea" I respond in the same calm tone, again.
"Okay, then who's this?" Jack asks being the more calm of the two while pointing at a picture on the paper.
I look at the picture and say "that's the leader of the so called team of heroes, the coon" I answer.
"Okay, what about him?" Toby asks.
"Well that's Tupperware" I respond.
"And him?" He asks.
"Just ask one of the idiots in town they'll know" I respond a little annoyed.
I drop off dumb and dumber when my dads done with his 'alone time' with mom.
The end