[indent][i][b]Smith Home[/b] - [color=a2d39c]Backyard[/color]
[b]4:56 P.M.[/b]
[color=fff79a][b]Central City[/b][/color]
[b]Few Days After Incident[/b][/i][/indent]

[color=39b54a]"Ok, just for my own sake... and safety, you sure this is going to work? I mean we've already done this four times already. "[/color] Derick questioned Blake again for the fifth time as he rubbed the side left side of his aching ribcage.

[color=fff200]"For the last time, we'll never know if we don't test this out. This will be the last one, I promise "[/color] Blake reassured his hesitant close friend as he began bouncing on the heels of his feet. 

[color=39b54a]"...Your lucky, I'm willing to partake in your shenanigans, even as insane as it sounded when you asked me to do this,"[/color] Derick said more so to himself rather than to Blake as let out a sigh of defeat, he pulled up the smaller replica ax of [url=http://fc03.deviantart.net/fs71/i/2013/174/b/2/gorehowl___world_of_warcraft_by_kamuicosplay-d6aah4z.jpg]Gorehowl[/url] from the ground and gripped it tightly with both hands. [color=39b54a]"Here is to hoping this works."[/color]

With a high-pitched war cry sounding more accustomed to that of a straggled vulture, Derick charged at Blake with the ax held high over his head as he neared him. Though as he came running, full speed, from Blake's point of view he was moving rather slow. Time seemed to have accelerate, or rather his adrenaline pumped into him as a sense of excitement and danger came at him in the shape of a heavy and sharp steel ax.

Derick brought down the weapon in a full over head arc, but came up connecting with nothing but the dirt and grass where Blake had stood clear as day. A stinging blow hit the right side of jaw as his head jerked over to the right. Pulling the embedded ax out the ground, he reversed the ax's head to were it was facing behind him and swung to his left only to come into contact with nothing but air. Derick then felt the ground beneath him disappear from under his feet and him falling to the ground. He let go of Gorehowl as he immediately shut his eyes, clenched his teeth with a pained expression and arched his body up into the air from the pain of his back landing hard on the ground.

After a few moments of letting out a series of grunts and groaned pains he opened his eyes to see Blake looking down at him sporting a wolfish grin. [color=fff200]"Didn't seem to work that time, but at least we know that I'm pretty fast,"[/color] Blake said to Derick as he offered his hand out to help him off the ground. Derick grabbed Blake's extended hand and was pulled up off the ground.

[color=39b54a]"Well I only find this to be a pain in my ass... [i][b]figuratively[/b][/i] and [i][b]literally."[/b][/i][/color]Derick said after he rubbed his back in hopes of the pain dulling away. He bent down and picked up gorehowl and handed it back to Blake.

[color=39b54a]"I think I've got a good enough collection of bruises on me, I need to recuperate myself for a while now."[/color] Blake took the ax back from him and let of small chuckle at his friends complaint, [color=fff200]"Well, thanks for helping me to try to figure this out anyway. Let me know when you want to come over and do this again,"[/color] Blake said with laughter as he a glaring look from his mohawked friend.

Blake and Derick said their goodbyes to each other. Once Derick left through the side gate of Blake's fenced-in backyard, Blake walked over to were he setup his camcorder on the wooden table. He set the camera up so he could look back on his [b]'trial test'[/b] of his newly and recently acquired abilities against his friend. Blake's mind began to muddle and go back to the incident that took place just a few days ago as he watched himself on camera moving as a mere blur. The music getting everyone on their feet, moving the the beats. People enjoying the short-lived moment of carefree fun. The lights flashing about the packed building, then going out...

[i][b]*Bzzz! Bzzz! Bzzz!*[/b][/i] His phone vibrated followed by his chosen [url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZEpBTVUPFSI]ringtone[/url] to play when he received messages.

Blake pulled out his phone and opened the message, which caused him to display a puzzled look as to who left him a rather lengthy one at that.

[indent][i]For our lives now, for everyone we know and love, its us versus them.

I don't know who exactly is the 'them' of that line, but we have something deeper here.

That explosion, the party itself, there's no coincidence here.  We were set up from the start to be exposed to whatever that stuff was.

They've been at it for some time now, slowly picking up some of the other people who were there that night.  Some willingly joining them, most probably not though.  

They're the others too, the ones who mutated their minds are gone, twisted into some kind of monster beyond all human form.  Or using their powers for greed, or just plain chaos.

I made sure you're the only person I want seeing this message, its encrypted, and will be completely wiped from existence as soon as I find out you read it.  They might think of you as a menace now, some kind of threat, but I know you have it in you to do something about all this, the right thing to do.   As for who I am?  Just call me Apollo for now.  Trust me, I might be the only 'friend' you have anymore.

As soon as I hear back from you, meet me at the janitor's closet in the west hall after school. Once you're there, we can get this show on the road.[/i][/indent]

[color=fff200]"Huh..."[/color] Blake was baffled at how, besides Derick, someone else knew he secret, though it wasn't much of a secret in general especially since there was a decent mass of people at that party, but they seemed to know about [i]him[/i] and [i]his[/i] secret since he managed to get out fairly quickly before the cops showed up. Blake was now looking at his phone with keen suspicion, as if it were questioning him personally.

Locking his phone and holding his ax in one hand and his camera in the other, he headed back inside with a new plan ahead of him.
[color=fff200][i]Let's see if your the key to my problem, Apollo.[/i][/color] Blake questioned as he went inside his home.

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[b][indent]Today
[color=6ecff6]Central City High School[/color]
[color=fdc68a]West Hall Janitor's Closet[/color]
5:46 pm[/indent][/b]

Blake paced himself as he traversed the crowded halls filled with eager students heading towards the school's exit. Making sure to avoid the attention of others he knew walked and sneaking past the classrooms that a few teachers remained in to grade students work or plan their new out their new lessons for the next school day. As he finally made his way into west hall he sighted two others already standing in front of the janitor's closet. At first he was hesitant on continuing onward as he figured he be alone with just one other person, not the latter. Even with multiple questioning thoughts debating within his mind, Blake approached them regardless.

[color=fff200]"So... I'm assuming you guys got the same, message, right?"[/color] he asked.