Another warehouse similar to the one that the Red and Black Ghost had entered recently. This one had no lights on. It was the middle of the night. Two criminals stepped out alongside fog. As a man with a long flowing cape. Yellow goggles and a purple suit hiding every part of his body stood there waiting for them.
One criminal was completely made of metal. Another man seemed for the most part normal.
"How do you feel?" said Imperial in a deep voice with an almost sarcastic tone.
"My body feels so... weird!" said the tall timid Giant of a man.
His partner, the man sounding like an old-school bully, seemed excited.
"Haha... I've never felt power like this... who do ya wanna kill... I should wipe them out without care!" said the Bulky man.
"It's a pleasure to hear of your excitement... After all, you should enjoy it... this is the future of the world... at least it will be... when I'm finished with it." said the Imperial with unearthly patience. He spoke as if he was God. "So new men shall receive new names... what do you wish for them to be?" said Imperial.
"Bulk... and you should be... Giant!" said the tough-sounding man.
"Hm, Bulk I'm sure your new power will make your job all too easy. Through word of mouth and specific calculations, I've decided that I need you to try and take down a specific target... he attends a High School in the center of the city very close to the restaurant... you'll know who I want killed when you see them," said Imperial who then looked over to Giant. "Your abilities are a bit more destructive in nature, your job is far more simple. Destroy everything you can. If either of you find a way to fail then I will beat you within an inch of your life, personally." said the Imperial, focusing on the much more fearful Giant. Imperial didn't say a word after that as he simply walked away.
Far away inside the city, a school bell rang.
"First day of school, again. In the middle of the school year... only my son," said Mrs. King both proud and sarcastic.
"What can I say, I'm a weird kid," boasted Jordan as he kissed his mom's cheek and got out of their car.
It was easily the worst-looking car in the dropoff line. A dirty golden color with the cheapest leather seats. Jordan of course was familiar with this. Looking at the other cars in the line like they were odd. He had never lived such a life where he was even surrounded by luxury vehicles.
Jordan noticed that the outside of the school was marble. There were plenty of flags. This school was all too fancy for him and he began to question Ms. Whitlock's decision. Jordan couldn't recognize a familiar face. Not that he was ever the most social of students.
With his black hoodie and enclosed body posture he walked in the shadow of the rest of the student body. As he lazily strolled out of his first class he received a call from Red Ghost.
"Jordan, I need you to keep your guard up! Don't forget what you stole from them, you're already on their radar," said Red Ghost.
"Listen, Red, getting back at your ex-boyfriend is fun and all that, but I'm in school right now. I don't have time to focus on superhero stuff all the time!" said Jordan rolling his eyes while turning to open the doors to his next classroom.
"Jordan," said Red Ghost.
"What now!" he whined.
"Don't die," said Red Ghost.
Red Ghost hung up the call as Jordan entered and sat down at his new desk. Red Ghost had inserted paranoia into Jordan's mind. A disruption in his focus and a weight on his mind caused the death of many of his pencils, they snapped under the pressure of his life.
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PowerSurge| Red & Black Ghost
AksiJordan King's a student by day and a thief by night. But when he's caught in between a battle of heroes and villains that could destroy his city. He takes it upon himself to defend his city.
