Neon Jon

Chapter 2: wtf

I wake up in my own bed. "Was it all a dream?" I utter under my breath. I take a look at my shoulder, completely healed nothing but a scar. It was definitely not a dream. I try to stand up but my body is too weak to do anything.

My mother walks in the room. "How are you feeling?" She asked. "Weak ma" I could barely talk. "Wh... What happened?" I choked out. Her usually soft features kind of contorted at the question. "I'd rather let your father explain, I'll bring him in." she got up and left the room without shutting the door.

I could hear her and my dad arguing in the hallway. " why did you tell him I would explain? You were in there first" I heard my dad say. "Well you're a lot better with words and talking to him than I am" said my mother. "Well I guess now is the best time if any to tell him the truth"

I hear them getting closer to my doorway murmuring. My dad slowly walks in and awkwardly waves at me. "Who waves at their kid in their own house" I thought. Something was up.

"What's going on guys?" I managed to squeeze out. My dad walks from the doorway and pulls a chair up beside my bed.

"There's something we need to tell you Jonathan" the look on my fathers face confused me even more. It was like a mixture of excitement and dread.

"I don't know how to say this so I'll just show you" I glance at my mom who is hovering in the doorway shaking her head, how she usually does when my dad does, or is about to do something dumb.

I look back at my dad and he has his hand held out. "Does he want some five?" I thought, still in a world of confusion. I can see him tense up and a small vortex started to form in the palm of his hand, it was black, the darkest black I've ever seen and I could tell it was powerful. As its swirled around in his large dark hands everything on my computer desk started to shake. I was mesmerized, I could take my eyes off of it.

He suddenly closes his hand and the vortex is gone. I'm in complete disbelief. I look him straight in the eye. So many things are running through my head trying to process what I just saw. All I managed to say was "what the fuck?"

"Watch your mouth boy."

The look my mom was giving my dad was sharp enough to cut him. He looks back at her "what?" He says. "How was that necessary? You couldn't have just told him?" She says with her palm over her face. "I had to make sure he believed me." he said with a grin.

"Listen J, me and your mother have super powers, we are what's called meta humans or super humans, and so are you, it runs in the family" he looks at mom. "Your mother is a first generation meta, she's a healer, but my dad was a meta and his dad before him"

"Are you saying I have super powers?"

"What's the last thing you remember before passing out in that alley?"

I struggled to remember, it all seemed like a blur, then I recalled that flash of brilliant blue light. "I was stabbed" I stuttered "there was this flash of blue light, like a neon blue that you would see on an open sign for a convenience store." I felt my strength coming back so I tried to sit up. My mom stepped into the room, "Just rest for now I can heal all your wounds but I can't replenish your energy, you'll have to figure that out for yourself."

"You're a neon just like your great grandfather Streak, that was his hero name." He said.
"Streak? Hero? How come I've never heard of him? Are you guys heroes too? I didn't even know meta humans existed!" with every question I asked five more popped into my head. "We'll answer all of your questions after school tomorrow, you need your rest. You exhausted yourself last night." My mother said waving my father out of the room.

"Wait!" I said just as they walked out. "What happened... to those guys last night?" The look on my mothers face when I asked let me know exactly what happened. If my powers uncontrolled were anywhere near as powerful as my fathers 'display' of his, they had to be dead.

"Never mind" I said