The Legacy of Cole MacGrath

Prologue

I open my eyes slowly, the haze of my sleep slowly wearing off. I turn onto my side and grab my phone. It's buzzing. Apparently I hadn't heard it going off. I put it up to my ear and hear the blaring, angry voice of my boss, George.

"Cole! I need you to come in now,"

"I just woke up, damn.."

"Whatever, just over here and deliver this damn package,"

"Yeah yeah.."

I hang up the phone and rub the drowsiness from my eyes. This is the one thing I'm never gonna like about picking up this job. I get dressed in some cargo pants and a black and yellow leather jacket. I love this jacket. I still remember the day Trish gave it to me for my birthday. I drink some water and leave my apartment.

15 minutes later, I entered George's office.

"There you are! Normally, I wouldn't be on your ass about packages like these, especially this small, but the buyer said that it was urgent,"

"The hell could be that urgent?"

I picked up the package. It's a generic-looking cardboard box that has some weight to it.

"I don't know, but he didn't hesitate to grill my ass when I said you weren't here yet. Said everything had to be 'perfect'. Probably a gift for a partner or something,"

I pack the box into my sling bag and head out.

God this job sucks. I dropped out of college for this? Yeah, I wanted to piss off my parents but still. Can barely make it day to day.

Roughly 5 minutes later, I rode my bike into an alley beside a parking garage. George starts calling me. Again. I stop the bike and pick up.

"..what is it? Buyer canceled or something?"

"Uhh...no,"

"..No?"

"He..he said to open the package,"

Open the package? What? George is a by-the-book bastard, why is he telling me to break the law?

"Why the hell do I have to open it?"

"Just open the damn package, Cole!"

"Okay okay! Jesus.."

What the hell did the buyer say to George to get him to do this..

I reach into my sling bag. I tear open the box and am met with a very...odd sight. It's a segmented, metal sphere. Within the cracks is a glowing, blue light. The metal is cool to the touch. The faint blue light becomes more prominent as the light starts pulsing. It starts slow..but gets quicker and quicker until.. It cracks open.That's when I black out. After what feels like hours, I hear mumbling..someone talking?

"6 minutes since activation,"

I feel two, cold fingers press under the left side of my chin.

"45 bpm. Breathing as well. Lookin' good, Cole,"

Who the hell is that? How do they know my name? And why did he sound so...familiar?

Eventually, I'm able to muster enough strength to open my eyes. When my eyes fully open, it looks like hell. The alley I was in was completely leveled and the buildings nearby were hanging on by a thread. I'm standing in the epicenter of some sort of explosion but..I'm alive. My phone starts going off, which I don't know how it survived the explosion, but I answer it. My best friend's voice fills my ear.

"Cole, Cole! Man, you there?!"

It was my best friend, Zeke.

"Z-Zeke? What the hell is going on? There was..this..explosion,"