Unmoving
Mr. Nakamura
The four sat alone in the hotel suite. The two nervous men exchanged glances worriedly, hoping for an escape from their perilous situation. Across from them sat a hard-faced man and a beautiful woman. It was Hiro Nakamura's worst nightmare; his harsh sister and hard businessman father, come to keep him from his destiny to be a hero.
Both of them were far too trapped in reality to listen to his arguments. He was the only one in his entire family who seemed able to imagine anything greater than money, which had set him against his father since a young age. "Dreaming will get you nowhere, Hiro" said his father countless times. "You are a fool, brother. Stop dreaming and start working" said his sister whenever he would mention his aspirations.
Ironically, his will to separate himself from the rest of the people around him showed in his ability to bend the space-time continuum, allowing him to transport himself wherever and whenever he wanted to be. However, such a vast power took much effort to master, and he had recently lost most of that power. He had just been searching for a way to restore it when he had been forced to meet with his family in this hotel.
His friend, Ando, was the only one in the room whose will was not fully there. He had gone along to support Hiro, but had quickly become involved in a web of confusion and intrigue which could not be unravelled by any man. No man had the perspective to see all the events which were taking place, let alone one without any powers of his own.
"You must end this foolish quest of yours, Hiro. You will return to Tokyo tomorrow, and that is final." Hiro looked at his father, thinking of the courage of the hero he wished to be. Somehow, perhaps through his power to bend time and space, he summoned his courage to himself then.
"No. I am not a child, Father. I can do as I wish, and I choose to stay in New York. If I return to Tokyo, it shall be because I want to, not because you tell me to!"
The older man slammed his fist down on a nearby coffee table. The force of his fist caused the table to shake and soot to fall from the nearby fireplace. Outside, the ground shook slightly, as if responding to the man's anger. "No one speaks to me like that, Hiro! Not only am I Yakuza, but I am your Father!" Immediately he regretted the word which his family avoided whenever possible.
His entire life, Hiro had grown up knowing that his father was part of the organized crime system known as the Yakuza. This was the greatest fuel to his need to escape; his father was, in his eyes, a bad man. He had power, but used it for greed and to hurt innocent people. When even a fraction of his rage was released, his father could make even the bravest man tremble in terror.
And still, the man known as Hiro Nakamura forced himself to stand against a man who was like a force of nature.
AN: In case you didn't notice, I gave a few not-so-subtle hints at Hiro's father being 'special.' What is it? Geokinesis, the power to move earth (think Earthbenders from Avatar, or Terra from Teen Titans, if you know them)