M-M-M Monster Kill!!

Few month after the lightning strike the brake ended and came the time to go back to school.

Everything went normally, kids were all the same shitheads, the teachers were the same shitheads and most importantly the principal was the same shithead.

***

a week after school started John decided that he had enough of this boring shit and during lunch brake, rushed towards Ned and Peter.

Both were confused why John had ignored his other friends and rushed at them. it was a surprise, but a welcome one.

When John sat near the table, he bowed so deeply that his head hit the table with a loud *Thung*.

John "Oh wise ones, gods of all that is technology and computers! I require knowledge and guidance!" he spoke whilst his head rested on the metal lunch table.

Peter and Ned looked at each other with understanding looks, then both turned to the lost one seeking wisdom.

Both stoop up and on their chairs, with arms outstretched to the sides, taking poses of the wise gods they were.

Ned "Child, we heard your prayer-"

Peter "We see your need for knowledge-"

Ned "For Wisdom!"

Peter/Ned "and we accept! now rise, and tell us for what you need this knowledge for!"

They spoke loudly enough for others around them to hear and they cringed.

Flash "HAH! fuckin NERDS!" Flash called out from the side

John "Shut your mouth, Flash or I'll kick your ass!"

Flash "Yeah?! tell that to my lawyer!" he responded by taking out his phone

John "Then I'll kick his ass too! whats stopping me from doing that?!" that comment stopped Flash in his tracks, he thought about it and John was right, what stopped him from kicking both his and his lawyers asses? nothing... 'Well, time to leave and mind my own business' he thought and quickly left.

The other children went back to do their own things and leave the nerds alone.

John "So, here is the thing. My dad bought me new weights and Im planning on selling the old ones, that plus my savings is around 3500$ and I'm planning on building a gaming rig... and that's where you come in." John turned back to the boys and started his speech

Both Peter and Ned were wholly focused. It has been years since John even touched a computer, lest a computer game.

John "I need the knowledge of the two computer geniuses, to guide my wallet and future upgrade path-"

The talk went on for the rest of lunch and continued even after school. the kids had plenty of recommendations.

***

One month later, the PC parts have been ordered and arrived.

Peter "Now connect the last cable~ aaand please please please-"

Ned/John "Please please please-"

Everyone "please WORK!!"

*Woom* *Ping*

Everyone "YEEES!!"

John " ITS ALIVE!! ITS ALIV-"

whilst the boys were in the middle of their celebration, the room's door was opened and Richard stepped in

Richard "boys, can you keep it down I have an online meeting in 2 minutes and its really important"

Ned/Peter "yes, uncle Richard~"

John "got it dad."

Richard left and the boys quieted down, they then downloaded and installed all the needed software, had a little fun and then separated.

***

Later that day at 11PM, John was playing some competitive games and was becoming a bit frustrated.

John "Argh! I have 200 FPS yet I'm not getting any kills, why does this game have to be so fast paced! ... argh, maybe I should check out one of those Aim Training maps-"

around 20 minutes later his frustration had gotten worse, even though he was no longer playing online and was just playing with Aim Training maps.

*tick*,*tock*

John "argh! too fast!"

*Tick*...*Tock*

John "Slow down you bish!"

*Tick* .... *Tock*

John "SLOOOOWER!!!"

*Tick* ...... *TOCK*

John "A BIT MORE!!"

*TICK*...

John "huh? no... no nononnononono NO! why did it freeze?! I had over 200fps? why.. how did it freeze?! did I get defective parts? oh god please no nonononoono!"

John "argh, what should I do? should I call Ned? but what time is it-" John quickly looked at his wall mounted clock and saw it was stopped at 11:43:13

John "Oh come on! is everything breaking around here?! I just changed the battery on that crap!" He quickly left the room to ask his dad's help, he was halfway down the corridor when he stopped next to the window...

It was quiet, not a sound of his dad working late -like he always did, nor any sound of traffic outside. yes it was late, but it was still New York, so why was it so quiet?

taking a quick peek outside, John was left speechless.

the cars were stopped, there was a biker doing a wheelie... and stuck there in place, barely moving.

John "...Damn..."

John forgot all about his PC freezing... more like realized why it *froze*, went towards the exit, took off his slippers and threw them away to put on some running shoes, only to notice his slippers floating right after breaking contact with his body.

John "... huh? neat." once again He was left speechless, only mechanical replies came out of his constantly agape mouth.

Finally putting on his running shoes, John stepped outside and started jogging.

***

At first everything seemed to be normal, but he seemed to be able to run much faster and his stamina was almost endless -as long as he jogged-, but still endless.

Then he started picking up speed and started full on sprinting, and that's when he felt it... the energy, like a membrane around his body.

It attached to everything his body touched when he moved, and he could move it around his body easily, like he gained a third hand and knew how to use it since birth.

The membrane stuck to his shoes, clothes and the asphalt he stepped on not letting them burn from friction or be in any way affected by physics. no matter how fast he moved he remained the same weight and he had no difficulty making turns on a dime.

With these powers he could do some great things- he thought.

'I can be powerful like the giant green guy... Hulk, yes that's what his name was, and tough like his cousin, the ugly one... what was his name Bulk? I don't know and it doesn't matter... what matters is I HAVE POWERS!'

'Imagine how much training I can get done in a day with all this speed?!' he thought to himself

'Just imagining about how much workout I can get without getting tired. OMG I can get a year's worth of training done in a few weeks to a month with this speed, if not more' he was a little crazy with his lust for training.

and he was only getting crazier.

'If I ever get in a fight, I can hit my enemy with 10000 punches in seconds and what if I had both strength and speed on my side?! hmm, if only I could change the Speed Shield's properties without having to partially remove it from my hands for gravity and physics to affect it'

-yes he called the membrane Speed Shield, and yes he already figured out how to move it around and even remove it from effecting his chosen bodyparts or even the ground, but he knew he could change it's properties... it was like a thought at the back of his mind telling him all the possibilities of his powers -or it could just be his genius mind (... or plot armor, who knows? not you and absolutely not him)

He knew he could change the properties, yes he could control the speed shield like his third arm but he didn't know how to transform that arm to a shotgun or a hammer... or a sword, shovel... shield... or whatever use he came up with in the future. for now it was just a shield, for now.