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[Color=gold]Time:[/color] Early Morning
[Color=gold]Location:[/color] Floyd's Condo, San Francisco
[Color=gold]Interaction:[/color] Just a fly
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[Color=gold]"Oh shit! Oh shit! Oh shit!"[/color] Michael shouted as electricity coursed between his finger tips. He moved his hands far apart and chuckled. [Color=gold]"Damn this is sick! Like…. Shit man, I have powers…. I really have powers."[/color] It was as if he was trying to convince himself of the fact. His eyes peered down towards the hardwood floor where what was left of a fly laid. 

To think he would discover his powers trying to pop a fly that had infiltrated his home. He had missed the fly, but the electrical discharge from his hands zapped the insect as if it had been charged with the death penalty. He swept up the deceased fly that fell apart into ashes he smirked and disposed of it.

[Color=gold][i]Electricity…. That's my power. Dope, I can work with this. Be the black Cole McGrath or like a young Black Lightning. Taser punches, electrocution… can I charge stuff? Wait… can I drain stuff. I gotta write this shit down… I gotta tell Floyd… He won't believe my ass through text, I play too much.[/i][/color] Michael had to head to work, despite having powers now. He grabbed his keys wallet and carefully placed his phone in his pocket. He'd settle for just telling Floyd about the powers when he ran into him later. They were roommates so he didn't think it would be long.

Dressed in a charcoal suit and tie, Michael stepped out the door, with a positive outlook for the day.