Virgil stared at his hand, electricity bouncing off of it emitting what seemed to be a purple and blue glow. What did he just do? Well, sadly that question was about to be answered, his keys magically flew to his hand the glow of his hands passing through the keys as they floated toward him. Virgil, of course did not react well, he began to step back. However, he slid immediately out of his bed and onto the floor. The keys jumped from his han, just as his alarm went off. He gasped and tried to reach for it, only for a bit of the electric aura to shoot from his hands and into the clock, shorting it out and shutting it off. He stopped and looked at his hand…Was this really happening to him, It was almost like the comics he would steal out of the corner store that only sold them to try and make a cheap buck.

“Virgil, Get down here for breakfast already!”

He was actually surprised his father was still home, Usually he was at work, probably working on something super secret, like the Metahuman Serum that has been going about. Virgil, tried to take his mind off of the deal gone wrong, the bruises on his face and back were still visible. So it seemed he had to cover up, or make an excuse. In Virgil’s case, he found it best to do the former, his dad was not a fool, and would probably not be happy about hearing about a drug deal gone awry. So he went into the bathroom to get himself ready and apply a bit of concealer to make sure the old man stayed out of his head. It took him a few minutes, and his father inquiring what was taking him so long, but he eventually came down to the stairs anyway. His father sat at the table while his siter began to set their plates. “Good morning dad.” Virgil stated as he sat down and waited for his plate to be served. His father got his plate first, his sisters then sat down holding her own plate while she smiled. “Sorry Virgil, I forgot to set your plate…”

Virgil got the message, he groaned and moved toward the food. His father was slightly confused by their interaction, but nonetheless decided to strap on otherwise. “I’m going into work late today kids, but…I might need some assistance at the lab, Either of you want to come along?” He asked. Virgil raised his eyebrow, he didn’t think he was going to be dealing with his dads work anytime soon. Trying to filter tainted batches of metahuman serum was more than enough for him not to return there. However Virgil really had nothing else to do and he needed to stay low for a while. “Sure Dad.”


He grabs a nearby fork, and begins to eat, taking a few bites before trying to put the item down, only to see that it was now stuck on his hand. An Attempt was made to swing the fork out of his hand, to the shock of his family at the table. "Virgil, what the hell are you doing, were you playing with the super glue again!" Robert spoke with a scowl, It was like Virgil to do something stupid, including playing around with the super glue to try and glue something stupid back together. Virgil began to stammer, "No Dad, Seriously...I just...I'll be right back!" With the fork still in his hand, he ran out of the kitchen and toward the front door. He had to find out what the hell was happening to him.