Brewing Trouble

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Johnny slammed the door, leaving Jasper on the road, looking at him in shock. He should've told me! Johnny slammed his hand on the beautiful marble table, leaving a small cracking it. His heart stopped in his chest. Oh no,no,NO! His mother was going to have his head for it. He had to hide it. Grabbing the plates, he quickly set the table, covering the crack with the tablecloth and a plate. Sitting down, he sighed. He never should have gotten so angry. He couldn't even remember the last time he got angry. Now Jasper probably wouldn't forgive him. He hurried up the stairs, looking at himself in the mirror if any shards had cut him. His short, curly hair was starting to grow out a bit. Looking at his hair, he decided he liked it. He turned away from the mirror, crawling into his bed. He grabbed the remote, turning off the movie. Turning off the television, Johnny sat on his bed, thinking about how to fix it.

𝙴𝙻𝚂𝙴𝚆𝙷𝙴𝚁𝙴,𝙲𝚄𝚁𝚁𝙴𝙽𝚃 𝙳𝙰𝚈

Damien spent the day practicing how to use his new-found gifts, running from building top, to building top, teleporting as he went along. Damien jumped off the edge of a building, teleporting in the middle of a busy road. Cars came to a halt as the drivers inside stared at Damien in disbelief. As he was walking out of the road, a car driver blared his horn at him, yelling insults. Damien turned around slowly, with black mist swirling around his hands. "Let's teach this fool a lesson!" said the shadow. Damien smirked extending his hands, causing a enormous black mist to come from his hands, in the shape of two giant hands. Picking up the car, he threw it into a wall, toying with it. Picking the car back up, he tore off the roof and shook it forcefully, causing a number of things to fall out of the car, even the car's owner. The man was terrified, trembling like a leaf. Taking the man's car in his hands, he crumpled the over 50 tons of metal, as if it were mere paper. Tossing the clunk of metal that used to be a car into the river, Damien asked:"Anyone else?" All the drivers, who were frozen in shock, reversed their cars, and sped off into the opposite direction as fast as they could. Both the boy and the shadow, burst into laughter, wiping tears from his eyes as the horrified man scampered down the street as fast as he could.

Damien spent the morning practicing some more with his abilities. With these powers, he was invincible. Hurling a ball of shadow energy at a wall, he smirked as it broke through the wall. Good thing it was an old abandoned factory. His father brought him there as a child. Back when life was good. He was a star student back then. His father still had a job. But then everything changed when the factory closed down. Damien gritted his teeth. Now, everything was different. His father was just another drunken bum. He was going to show everyone that he was a God, invincible to everything. He would rule this city. Damien smirked. But then there was Tess. He had liked her ever since he met her in elementary school. "I swear to God if you have a flashback, I will give you a headache." His shadow said. Damien rolled his eyes at the shadows snarky comment. "Hey quick question. What is your name?" His shadow went quiet. "My name? I don't have one." Damien laughed. "Your parents must have given you a name." "Ya know what, now you are just asking for a headache. I wasn't born. I was genetically engineered. In other words, I was created to be a symbiotic weapon. Some crazy aliens and this man who was running the experiment." Damien frowned. "Thats tough man. How about we do something about it?" Damien asked, shadow energy forming around his hand. The shadow scoffed. "Look, I know you think you are invincible, but those people waaaayyy outta our leauge. Im talking next level geniuses here." Damien nodded. "Hey! Let's go cause some chaos. That'll take our mind off this stuff." The boy teleported around the city, trying to stir up some trouble. Damien even teleported to the mayor's office, spooking him from inside his closet.

The boy looked around thinking of something to do next. His shadow was abuzz with excitement. Walking across the street talking and laughing, he heard the rumbling of a car engine, turning around. A shiny yellow camero pulled up. A muscular redheaded man stepped out of the car and began walking over to him. Damien ignored him continuing to talk to the shadow. A strong arm gripped on to his shoulder tightly. Turning around, the person chucked him on the ground, glaring angrily at him. "Oi! Ya gonna apologize to my dad here, right now." Damien looked at the older man standing beside the large man. "Wait a minute. I know you." Damien said. "You are the old dude that was rude to me this morning! And then I scared you. Sh**less." The old man's eyes narrowed as his son cracked his knuckles. "Teach him a lesson Chuck." The older man said. "You feel you are tough, ya?" Chuck said angrily. By now, people had gathered around to see the commotion. The man grabbed the boy by his shirt. "Take your damn hands off me!" Damien yelled, punching the man into a wall, using shadow energy. Damien had expected that the man would be injured, but oh was he was wrong. The man got up from the Chuck-sized hole in the wall. Chuck drove both fists through the wall, taking out a chunk of it. Hurling it at Damien, he turned his attention to the wall again, grabbing some more of it. Damien caught the first chunk, crushing it, causing him to be totally oblivious to the second chunk. The chunk of wall hit him in the chest, causing him to fall down, grunting in pain. He was sure a he had broken a couple ribs. Now wasn't the time to look weak. Spitting out some blood, he formed giant hands from shadow energy, picking up a car. The car struck Chuck in the chest, but he only got back up, screaming in anger. Grabbing two more chunks of wall, he threw them at Damien, to which the boy nimbly teleported away from. The building looked as if it was about to collapse. The bright morning sun reflected off the news van as it drove into veiw.

Hey guys. Damien about get his kesters handed to him. Lol I'm pretty sure he'll be aaight. I think so 🤔..... Anyways, here a truck of food. Definitely not bribing you or anything.*sweats intensely* Lol here's the truck 🚚. ✌ Peace ✌!

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