He was going to be late. Of course. He was always late. No matter how early he starting getting ready he could never be anywhere on time. 'Not today, start you piece of shit!' he yelled slamming his fist on the steering wheel. He felt it then, the familiar warmth that started in the pit of his stomach. In the next second a pop, a bright light, and he was gone. The seat left empty where he had been a moment before. The keys swayed slightly back and forth. He opened his eyes. There he stood in front of the very people he had tried to hide his powers from. The very people he had an appointment with. An appointment he made for the sole purpose of proving he was "normal". The FBI agent stood with a grin on his face in front him. The agents and men in lab coats behind him cowering behind their chairs, as if the chairs were meant to protect them from him. They had suspected he had unnatural abilities and had made his life hell for five years. Always watching him. Always following him. They were hell bent on proving to the world what seemed impossible. He had gone undetected his whole life. His life had been quiet. Normal even. He went to work, went home, back to work, back home and so on. Had the fateful night that changed his life not happened, he would still be standing behind the press machine at the factory 7 days a week 12 hours a day. He had worked an extra two hours that Sunday. Because of this he was late getting to his in laws house for dinner. Normally he got on the interstate and took the exit close to his house to change clothes before he went to the weekly Sunday dinner. He didn't have time that day to go home so he cut through the backstreets of the city to avoid traffic and planned to go straight there. He was three blocks from his in laws house when he turned down the alley behind the local super market to get off the busy main street. He was about 100 feet into the alley when he seen a group of men surrounding something in the middle of the road. As he got closer he seen what appeared to be a woman being held on the ground in the center of the circle. He stopped his car and opened the door. He slowly got out as quietly as he could. The men hadn't seem to have heard him pull his car into the alley over the sounds of the group laughing and taunting the woman. He felt a searing heat spread through his body and his muscles grow and tighten. He did not have time to stop to figure out why. The woman was in trouble, she was being attacked, he had to save her. He never understood how people could do such cruel things to other people. As he quickly and quietly walked toward the group one of the men looked up and yelled "get the fuck out of here" as he pulled a knife from his waist band. The other men in the group stood up and looked his way, getting in a defensive position as he started running straight for them. He grab one of them and slammed him to the ground with such force the pavement seemed to crumble beneath the impact. As the rest of the men started to form a circle around him to block him in the woman stood up and took off running out of the alley while pulling her phone out of her jeans pocket.....