/Hey! So I hope ya liked the first chapter! Here's the second one! Enjoy!/
Virgil's POV
I open my eyes to see that I'm home. I sit up to see that I am on my bed. I look to my right to see Richie sleeping peacefully in the air matress ser up in my room for him to sleep with me. I get out of bed, just to be attacked by my blanket. I fall to the floor with a 'thud' successfully waking Richie up. I try and get the blanket off of me.
"Dude. What are you doing wresting with a blanket," Richie asks me.
"I'm not trying to! It won't get off of me," I say as I throw it away and ball my fist up and close my eyes in a bit anger, and then my blanket comes back.
I finally throw it out of my room and turn to Richie to see him with a shocked face.
"What?"
"V! You have powers," Richie says excitedly as he leaps out of bed. "And by the looks of it, you can control electricity! So your powers are electromagnetism!"
"Electro-what now," I ask Richie in total confusion.
"You can basically control, manipulate and make your own electricity," Richie says.
"And how do you know this," I ask him.
"I don't know! My brain seams to be thinking a bunch of different things! Oh!!! Wouldn't it be so cool to make roller blades into jet blades," Richie says.
"Dude. I think you have powers too," I say.
"Really?! What," he ask.
"I think you have superhuman intelligence," I tell him.
"Wait what?!"
"You said your brain have a lot of ideas and thoughts, right? And we were both exposed to that gas. So it's only logical that we both have powers," I tell him.
"But superhuman intelligence? Why did you think that," Richie ask.
"Richie, you though of jet roller blades! I don't think my parents or anyone else would think about that. Speaking of parents, do you think we should tell them," I ask him.
"I can understand your mom, since she is a paramedic and she can make sure nothing else happened. I'm not sure about my parents. You know how they are," Richie says.
"True. I also think we should tell my dad. They can validate where we are if need to. And we should just tell Sharon because I don't want her angry at me," I tell Richie.
"Sounds like a plan. So if we got powers, that also means everyone else did too! And the others aren't going to do any good. I mean, they were fighting because they are in different gangs," Richie points out.
"True. So what should we call ourselves?"
"Hmmmm...well everyone that happened there are metas, and there was a big bang. So the event would be call The Big Bang and then everyone that was effected would be called Bang Babies because I don't know. It seems fitting," Richie says.
"Yeah ok. But what will our hero name's be," I ask.
"Well you do shock people like static. So you should be Static. Though I don't know about me," Richie says.
"Well you are the brains behind everything and you will be making the gear. So...how about Gear," I suggest.
"Gear huh? I like it! Now we just need costumes! Though I need to make the jet blades to fly around," Richie says.
"Ok. Then how will I get around," I ask him.
"I could make you a fold-up metal disk. Then when you put your electricity through it, the disk can unfold," Richie says.
"Alright. Sounds good. So, to tell everyone?"
"Yup!"
Jean's POV
"WHAT?!"
"Yup. And we are going to be heroes," Richie says.
We look at the two boys shocked about what they just told us. That they have super powers and are going to be super heroes to stop the other as they call them 'Bang Babies' from destroying our town.
"But you guys are only 11! Can't the police handle them," Sharon says.
"Do you think they will be able to stop people with powers that they don't understand," Virgil says.
"Ok. Let's let this sink in and let us think it over. Richie, you and Virgil are going to tell you parents this once they come over at lunch," I tell them. "And no buts. We will get through this together. Now who's hungry?"
"We are," Virgil and Richie says.
I then go and make them lunch as I think over what have happened to the boys and probably other people in the area when the gas went off. Virgil and Richie talks about how cool it is that they have powers and what they are going to do with them. I'm worried about them and what's going to happen. They may see this as awesome, because, to a kid this is the best thing that could happen. But as a parent, you notice the dangers that they are going to face every single day.
"You nervous about the future," my husband ask me.
"Of course I am! We have two Bang Babies and who knows what will happen," I tell him.
"Jean honey, everything will turn out like is suppose to," Robert tells me.
"I'm just. I'm just scared."
"We all are. We will take this a day at a time."
"Yeah. You're right," I say as I smile. "Lunch is ready!"