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[center][b]Kelly Brown[/b] | [b]Samantha Kadowsky[/b] | [b]Zac Wilson[/b][/center]
	Zac, Kelly, and Sammy gathered up their dinner plates while they listened to the evening news. They each took a different task so that they could get everything put away in a quick and orderly manner. Kelly took care of pots that they had used to cook dinner and set aside any leftovers for a future meal. Meanwhile, Zac first began to wash their dinner plates and then the pots when Kelly was through with them, while Sammy got the easy job of drying the tableware off. Working like a well-oiled machine, the three young metahumans were whipping through the dishes.

	“The Albany Police Department is still trying to get to the bottom of the attack that happened yesterday at Washington Park. Local doctors have tried to administer the antidote that was used three months ago during the Pax Metahumana crisis, to the few effected individuals brave enough to search publicly for treatment. However, the antidote was not effective and doctors and patients alike are still scrambling for a cure, if one exists.” The news anchor reported. “The Hounds of Humanity has leaked information that claimed that supremacist metahumans and witches were responsible for yesterday’s incident and that it were events like these that have forced their hands to orchestrate numerous terrorist strikes this evening. The APD has stated that they will not confirm or deny this theory until they have conducted a thorough investigation.” 

	[color=khaki]“I feel so sorry for those victims.”[/color] Kelly told the other two while she put away some pots in the kitchen cabinets. [color=khaki]“I can’t imagine what it’s like to experience that transformation alone.  Maybe we should do something, like a support group? “[/color]

	Before either Zac or Sammy could give their opinions on Kelly’s idea for helping out the people who had been affected by the incident in Washington Park, the three of them heard the doorbell ring. Neither Zac nor Kelly were expecting a package, so it could not possibly be the mailman or a delivery service. Who could be knocking at their door at this hour of the night? Most people by now would probably be home, finishing their dinner, if they had not already done so.

	“I’ll get it!” Sammy volunteered herself, tossing onto the kitchen counter the towel that she had been using to dry off the plates that the three of them used for dinner.

	While Sammy hurried over to the front door of their apartment so that whoever was there would not be waiting forever, Zac finally gave his opinion on Kelly’s idea.

	[color=peru]“While I don’t think that your idea is bad, I am a little worried about it potentially ousting me as a metahuman.”[/color] Zac admitted his concern to Kelly. He was hesitant at first to even bring this issue up, fearing that it might make him seem selfish. Nevertheless, Kelly’s response showed that she didn’t see it that way.

	[color=khaki]“Well, you can always be the supportive, unbigoted boyfriend who loves his girlfriend despite her insectoid appearance.”[/color] Kelly suggested while trying to convince her boyfriend into supporting her idea. [color=khaki]“Or you could dress up in your superhero costume and we would have to come up with a story on how we met so that it’s not obvious that we’re a couple.”[/color]

	[color=peru]“Either of those would work. We can pick one whenever we decide to actually set one of these meetings up.”[/color]

	This moment, however, was spoiled by a terror-filled scream and the heavy thud of a door slamming. Everything seemed to Zac and Kelly to have happened so fast that, before they knew it, Sammy was sprinting away from the door and back over where they were standing in the kitchen. Her face was pale, almost as if she had seen a ghost.

	[color=khaki]“What’s wrong?”[/color] Kelly asked her best friend.

	“It’s after me!” Sammy told Zac and Kelly while she cowered behind them.

	[color=peru]“What thing?”[/color] Zac inquired.

	“The goo that I step in the park!” Sammy then turned her attention back toward the door. "It was just an accident! I didn't mean to step on you!"

	[color=khaki]“What?”[/color]

	[color=peru]“It probably was just a prank in the front of our apartment. There’s nothing to be worried about.”[/color]

	“Really?” Sammy questioned Zac and Kelly’s good-intentioned attempts to calm her down. “If it was just a figment of my imagination, then what’s [b]THAT[/b]!”

	Sammy then pointed towards an apricot colored blob clumsily sliding across their apartment floor. When it bumped into the coffee table that was in front of the couch, the gooey mass climbed up the leg and side of the furniture. When it reached the surface of the table, it knocked over a half-full glass of water that one of the three young metahumans had left there and had forgotten to take it over to the sink. The water spilled over the table, although the blob absorbed most of it, which seemed to have increased its size.

	[color=khaki]“Zac, do something!”[/color]

	[color=peru]“Like what?”[/color]

	[sup][sub]“Need water”[/sub][/sup] The three young metahumans suddenly heard a faint voice plead. A cold chill ran through the spines of each of their backs when they heard that voice.