Ever since I was a little kid I have liked central park. Now I have a reason not to. I have seen a lot of things for my age but nothing as horrid as this.  i could feel the blood of the body that was on top of me creeping down my face. I had to scan the area and escape. Still hearing gunshots and screaming I was immediately filled with rage intently ready to crack all the D.M.A's skulls. However with the wounds I sustained I won't be able to do anything but inch my way out. I can’t use my powers either unless I want to get caught. 
How stupid was I to believe that the DMA would play fairly. Granted they haven’t done something on this massive of a scale. The DMA are going to pay for this. 
Ok. how am I going to get out of this? There are only a few solders in my area and there is an alleyway I could probably get to. I’m going to have to  stay close to the bodies and remain low. The soldiers are never thorough and always leave the rest to the cleanup crew.  
 I had reached the ally and laid there for some time until I felt a searing pain in my right leg. The adrenaline must’ve put a dampener on this. I’m going to have to cauterize the wound. I have done this many time before and always keep my flint and strike on hand just in case. 
Just a few inches away I could see another gifted crawling to get away from this but the DMA had caught her and slit her throat. Dread filled me as I looked upon the innumerable dead.   And I couldn’t save them.