INITIATION...DONE(2)

"Wha—who... who are you?" you stammered, your heart racing as you took in your surroundings.

"I AM YOUR GUIDE,HERE TO HELP ANSWER YOUR QUESTIONS AND PROVIDE INFORMATION ON A WIDE RANGE OF TOPICS. WHAT WOULD YOU LIKE TO KNOW?" The voice said,then a transparent screen like shows up in front of you.

"Oh, I see. So, you want to know my name?" The elemental guy said, a hint of amusement in its tone.

"What?I don't care who you are,I'm not talking to you" you said.

"HERE IS THE VARIETY OF POWER YOU CAN USE" The voice says and show you a variety of it, there's a lot you can choose from but there's a few that caught your attention.

Flight,super speed,super stamina, enhanced hearing,smell and sight,super regeneration (why would you even need it you're indestructible,so far), tele—as you were about to activate your last pick.

The elemental guy lunged at you, driven purely by instinct. His attack came fast—faster than you expected—but just as it neared, your body reacted before your mind could catch up. In the blink of an eye, you were already in front of him.

You raised your fist to strike, the raw power surging through you, but for a moment, you forgot—this wasn't just any fight. There was still another opponent. From the corner of your eye, a car hurtled towards you, tossed by some unseen force. Instinctively, you sensed the danger. Time seemed to slow as you turned, feeling the pulse of energy building in your fist. Without hesitation, you struck.

"BOOM!"

The car shattered into pieces around your hand, erupting into a massive explosion. The force of the blast sent shockwaves through the air, and the elemental guy was caught in the inferno. He was thrown across the city, a blur of debris and flames, crashing down hard several blocks away, leaving a trail of destruction in his wake.

The superwoman you had sent crashing into the wall earlier finally stirred, shaking off the rubble and confusion. Her eyes locked onto you, blazing with renewed fury. Without a word, she launched herself at you, fists clenched, her speed almost a blur.

But she wasn't fast enough.

In a heartbeat, you activated your super speed, and before she even realized it, you were already in front of her. Her eyes widened in shock, but it was too late. With a single, precise motion, your fist connected with her jaw, the force reverberating through the air. Her body went limp mid-stride, collapsing to the ground, knocked out cold.

The battlefield fell silent, but the energy in the air still crackled with the aftermath of your power.

With both the superwoman and the elemental guy lying unconscious, the battlefield fell eerily still. You stood for a moment, surveying the wreckage around you—cracked streets, shattered glass, and the distant sound of alarms filling the air.

You took a slow breath, your muscles still humming with residual energy, but something else grabbed your attention. A faint buzzing sound—almost imperceptible at first, but growing louder by the second. You could sense them: reporters, helicopters, drones, the whole media swarm converging on the scene, hungry for their story, for a glimpse of the chaos you'd left in your wake.

They were too close. Any moment, cameras would be on you, and the questions would follow. You didn't have time for questions. You didn't have time to be a spectacle.

You clenched your fists, feeling the power surge through you once more. No words were necessary. Your decision had already been made.

The ground beneath your feet cracked as you flexed your legs, bending slightly. Then, in one explosive motion, you shot into the air, leaving behind a powerful shockwave that rattled nearby windows and sent dust swirling into the air. The rush of wind was deafening as you rocketed upward, the city below shrinking at a dizzying pace.

The world blurred as you broke the sound barrier, clouds parting in your wake. For a moment, the noise of the city, the distant sirens, and even the reporters chasing their headlines seemed to fade away, leaving only the steady pulse of your heart and the freedom of the sky. You flew higher and higher, the cold bite of the atmosphere washing over you, and in that instant, you were untouchable.

The city was now a tiny speck far below, the reporters never even close enough to get a glimpse of you before you vanished into the clouds. You exhaled slowly, feeling the weight of the battle slip away as you soared into the endless expanse of the sky.

Up here, there were no questions, no cameras, no prying eyes. Just silence, and the open sky.

(You go back home before going to college since you clothes are a mess,then rocketed continuing your journey to college.)

After what felt like an eternity in the sky, you began your descent. The clouds parted around you,you spotted an alleyway behind a nearby school—an ideal spot to land without drawing attention.

You adjusted your trajectory, focusing your energy as you approached the ground. The cool air rushed past you, and the world below expanded rapidly. With a gentle shift, you slowed your descent, landing silently in the narrow alley, the impact barely causing a ripple in the trash strewn about.

The alley was dimly lit, bordered by tall brick walls that loomed on either side. Faded graffiti decorated the walls, telling stories of the city's hidden life. You took a moment to catch your breath, the adrenaline still coursing through your veins. The distant sounds of laughter and chatter floated over from the schoolyard, a stark contrast to the chaos you had just left behind.

You leaned against the cool brick wall, allowing yourself a moment to gather your thoughts. The sunlight filtered in from the street, casting long shadows across the ground, and the sweet scent of spring flowers wafted through the air, bringing a sense of normalcy back to your mind.

From your hidden vantage point, you could see students milling about, unaware of the battle that had just taken place 10 blocks away. You could hear the faint ringing of the school bell and the chatter of kids, their laughter echoing against the brick. It was a world untouched by the violence you had just experienced.

As you stood there, you felt a sense of calm wash over you. You were safe for now, but you couldn't shake the feeling that the peace was only temporary. With a final glance at the school, you took a deep breath and stepped out of the shadows, blending in with the crowd, ready to face whatever came ne—

Just as you stepped out of the alley, a voice cut through the ambient noise of the bustling schoolyard, stopping you in your tracks.

"WELL DONE, SIR. YOU USED YOUR POWERS REALLY WELL," it said, laced with the tone of a proud mentor.

"Wha—oh, you again," you said aloud, the words slipping out before you could catch them.A few students exchanged glances, their brows furrowed with confusion.

You suddenly remembered: you were the only one who could hear that voice in your head. To everyone else, you must have sounded completely insane. A wave of embarrassment washed over you, and you couldn't help but chuckle nervously.

"Great. Just what I need—people thinking I've gone crazy," you thought, shaking your head as you tried to play it cool. You glanced around, forcing a smile and waving awkwardly at the onlookers, who were now whispering among themselves.

The voice responded, unfazed by your embarrassment. "It's not my fault you have a habit of speaking your mind. Besides, it's better than talking to yourself out loud, right?"

"Yeah, sure. Thanks for that," you replied mentally, rolling your eyes. "Maybe try to keep the commentary to a minimum when there are people around?"

"Noted," it replied with a hint of amusement, as if it were chuckling along with you.

As the crowd slowly returned to their conversations, you took a deep breath, trying to shake off the awkward moment. You needed to focus on being inconspicuous, especially after the chaos of the earlier battle. The last thing you wanted was for rumors to spread about a kid talking to himself in the alley.

With a final glance around, you slipped into the flow of the students, hoping to blend in and put some distance between you and the strange encounter. You couldn't afford any distractions—not now.

As you walked through the bustling hallway, your mind buzzed with the lingering adrenaline from the fight and the strange encounter with the voice in your head. Students hurried past you, their chatter creating a symphony of youthful energy. But amidst the noise, one thought persisted, pulling at your curiosity.

"I thought I was the only one with powers. So, are there others?"you thought to yourself.As you were thinking that ,you arrived at your classroom door,you open it,You hesitated at the doorway, feeling slightly out of place. "How can everyone act so normal when everything feels so different?" The thought flickered through your mind as you searched for an empty seat.

"Don't just stand there," the voice in your head urged. "Find a seat and concentrate. You can't let the outside world distract you."

Taking a deep breath, you made your way to an empty desk in the back row, hoping to go unnoticed. As you settled in, the professor glanced your way, giving you a brief nod. You returned the gesture with an awkward smile, but your thoughts were still racing.

After the lecture, you found yourself lost in thought, the hum of conversation around you fading into the background. Your mind circling to your friend Jonn." Where's Jonn? That's not like him at all. Skipping class?"

The more you thought about it, the more unsettled you became. Jonn was always the reliable one, the friend who would never miss a lecture unless something serious was going on." Maybe I should go to his house", you considered, feeling a growing sense of urgency.

As you stepped into Jonn's house, a wave of shock washed over you. The place was in disarray—furniture was overturned, and debris littered the floor. It looked as if a tornado had swept through, and an unsettling feeling gnawed at your stomach.

Your heart raced as you stepped back outside, scanning the area for anyone who might have witnessed what had happened. You spotted a neighbor standing nearby, their face etched with concern.

"Hey!" you called out, approaching them quickly. "What happened here?".

The neighbor turned to you, their expression grim. "It was a meteor strike. Right on their roof. Jonn's aunt took him to the hospital. He was hurt pretty badly."

The news hit you like a punch to the gut. A meteor? You felt a mix of disbelief and dread. "Is he going to be okay?" you asked, your voice tight with worry.

"I hope so. I saw them leave in a hurry. You should head to the hospital," the neighbor replied,Without wasting another moment, you glanced around to ensure no one was watching. Time to act. You focused your energy, and in an instant, you launched yourself into motion, feeling the familiar rush of super speed as the world blurred around you.

With a sharp turn, you arrived just behind the hospital in an instant, your heart pounding with the adrenaline of your powers. You took a deep breath to steady yourself before making your way to the main entrance.

As you entered the hospital, you approached the reception desk. "I'm here looking for Jo—" But before you could finish your sentence, the world around you slowed to a crawl. Your superpower activated: super perception.

"SIR, THERE'S DANGER. A POWER THAT WILL EXPLODE ANY MOMENT," the voice inside you warned, its tone urgent and clipped.

"We need to get everyone out of here! Can you help me?" You asked, adrenaline surging through your veins.

"SCANNING THE BUILDING. THERE ARE A TOTAL OF 951 PEOPLE INSIDE," the voice replied, its mechanical precision cutting through the chaos.

In a blur, you activated your super speed, darting through the smoke-filled halls, pulling people from the wreckage. With every life saved, the weight of the mission pressed harder on your chest. But as the last patient stumbled to safety, panic gripped you—where was Jonn?

Just out of the corner of your eye, you caught a glimpse of a figure suspended in midair. It was Jonn, surrounded by an ominous glow.

"HE'S THE CAUSE OF THIS. I CAN SENSE THE ENERGY RADIATING FROM HIM. It's uncontrollable," the voice declared, a note of dread creeping in.

Your heart raced as you processed the implications. The friend you'd come to save was now the very threat you needed to neutralize...