The Long Waited Moment

The blaring alarm yanked Parker out of a dead sleep.

BEEP. BEEP. BEEP.

Groaning, he smacked his hand across the nightstand, missing the snooze button completely. The damn thing kept wailing, shredding his half-dreamed thoughts into fragments.

"Shut the—"

His palm hit the clock again—this time harder. There was a sharp crack, a pop, and the next thing he knew, sparks danced across the shattered remains of what used to be a very expensive alarm clock.

"God damn it." He blinked blearily at the mess, barely able to keep his eyes open. The lingering traces of Omni Energy still buzzed faintly in his body, making his skin feel charged—like static clung to his veins.

Note to self: Don't flex magic half-asleep.