We created about almost 5 tornadoes right before I took a long sleep to replenish my energy. I woke up screaming to a gunshot, quickly lowering the pitch of my voice not to embarrass myself. When I looked around, the trailer was empty, there was a man holding the gun that was fired. The team was outside of the truck, chained and cuffed. I was about to force push then away but was stopped when the man hostaged Ruby. I was forced to look around and dropp to the floor. I wasn't going to give up, I had a plan, the trailer had a mirror of what was happening outside. I was going to push them all away by using the mirror, but something fired at me, it was another fucking taser, but it felt different.
I was incapacitated, but I was still awake. I didn't know what to do, they cuffed me with special chains, that was capable of disabling our powers until they're taken off. I was about to just plain panick when I felt beside my "nuts" was something hard, I recognized the texture, it was my small revolver, it was small enough to fit in my underpants, I actually had small pockets in my briefs to pit it in. I always put my gun in there before sleeping just in case of an emergency or attack. All the people I told this to thought this was impractical and useless, I thought to myself "well, look at me now".
I had a gun but I didn't know what to do with it, even if I shoot the leader, there was like fifty of them, and all of them had way better guns than I am. Then they put the team in the trailer, locking it afterwards. It was me, and fifrty other guys who had guns. Then I noticed, they were curious about the thick box they found with the other supplies, it was the container for the antimatter, I had moved the antimatter to another container so what was there was a box full of highly explosive grenades, I pit them there because, even if they exploded accidentally, all we would here is a bang.
It was bullet proof, but my gun was stronger, I modified the bullets to pierce even the most bullet proof of things.
I haven't teseted it, but I was confident. It was a perfect plan, I just had to shoot straight, from my pants, at 10 feet away.
Then the guy with the gun removed his extremely suspicious hood, it was the guy who tased me.
I whispered, "This is gonna be hella fun".
