Connections

Powers

Starbucks. Your favorite place to hang out. Whether you're drinking coffee or just using your phone, this is where you always come to think. Temeka, the owner, happened to be a real close friend of your mother's, so she was totally chill with you hanging out.

You sat in the corner table, drinking your latte, and staring at your phone. Your brother, Derek, is at school right now, so you plan to stay here for a while until you pick him up. You scroll through your Instagram and sip your latte. You sigh. This was your everyday routine, because nothing exciting happened in Queens. The most exciting thing that has happened in New York was the alien invasion at Stark Tower, but you had been far enough away and the invasion hadn't effected you. Every now and then there were robberies, but you weren't the one getting robbed. Luckily.

You felt a buzz as your phone showed you a notification. You smiled and stood up to leave. You had forgotten that you had to get to work earlier  today. This was always your favorite part of the day, going to work. You worked at the local animal shelter, and it was amazing. You're a huge animal lover, and you get paid decently too.

You searched through your purse and pulled out your keys. Your dark (f/c) Volkswagen beetle unlocked its doors and you quickly slipped inside. After closing the door you turned on the seat warmers and drove out of the parking lot. Turning on your window wipers, you cleaned off the snow flakes that had slowly gathered onto your windshield as you drove to work.

( Time skips are brought to you by Doctor Strange's Infinity Stone necklace... thingy)

The dog scat dropped into the plastic bag you were holding and you dumped it into the nearest trash can. Duke, the 2 year old German Shepherd, shook his tail and looked up at you, tongue hanging out. You smile and lean down to give him a belly rub.

"Whose a good boy? You are, that's who!" You said in a baby voice, laughing as Duke reached up to lick your face. For quite a while you've been wanting to adopt him, but you're still trying to save money, and you just can't afford him yet. You two are inseparable whenever you come to work. You smile as you remember the first time you met him. Holding onto his collar, you both walk back into the shelter. He follows you and reluctantly walks back into his kennel. You pet him in between the bars.

"I'll see you later, Duke," you said, standing up.

"(Y/n)! Come and help me real quick!" Your boss, Jeremy, calls you into the other room. You hear lots of angry barking echoing into the hall. This is going to be fun, you thought, and quickly went to help your boss out.

( Time skip)

The last thing you had to do before picking up Derek was get some money from the ATM. Your landlord has you pay in either cash or check, but your rent was due today and you didn't have time to buy checks that you could fill out. Finally your money came out of the ATM machine and you went to leave.

Suddenly, you hear a gunshot coming from the other side of the bank. Everyone started screaming and running around. You crouch down behind the front desk. Instincts to tell you not to look, but you didn't listen and looked around the desk. A man in a black hoodie was holding a gun and pointing it at a nearby security guard.

"DROP THE GUN!" the man screamed, "NOW!" The security guard was forced to drop his gun and crouch onto the floor in submission.

You were frozen in fear, and had no clue what to do. Well, you had a clue, but you knew that the cops would be coming soon and that there was no need to go to desperate measures.

Just then, a figure smashed through the large glass window and jumped on top of the man. You realize that this is... Spiderman?! You know of Spiderman, but you've never seen him before, only in the news and on YouTube.

"It's alright, guys! I've got this under contro-agh!" He yelped as he was knocked to the floor by the bank robber. As the robber stood up, Spiderman shot him with a web, but it only shot around his hand. He punched Spiderman in the jaw and sent him stumbling backwards. Another punch to the stomach, and he was sprawled on the floor in front of the man.

You knew if you didn't do something, Spiderman might get shot. Your hands began glowing green, and you grinned. The man couldn't see you, and didn't know you were attacking. You concentrated really hard, and picked up a nearby stanchion... with your mind.

The bank robber laughed and lifted his gun to shoot Spiderman. You raised the stanchion over his head and hit him. He fell to the floor, unconscious.

The stanchion fell to the floor, and your hands stopped glowing green. Only now did you noticed you had stood up, and everyone could see you. Some people had their phones out, taking videos, all with the same expression in their faces.

Fear.

You looked down at Spiderman.

"Thank you," he said, clutching his stomach. But the way he backed up into the wall away from you told you the same thing.

He was scared of you.

Frantically looking around, everyone was wearing the same expression.

Fear.

Then, a little girl walked up to you, ignoring the pleas from her mother. She wrapped her arms around your legs and squeezed.

"Thank you, thank you, thank you!" she said, hugging you tightly. You crouched down to her eye level.

"You're very welcome," you answered, messing up her hair and making her giggle. She ran back to her mom with a bright smile on her face. Her mother embraced her and gave you a sweet smile.

And that was when the cops arrived. A news van for Channel 3 pulled in and started emptying out with cameramen. You ran out the door, even while the cops were yelling after you to stop, and you drove away in your car.

Yes, you have telekinesis. Ever since you could remember you've had these powers, but you still are not very good at controlling them. What is wrong with you? You think to yourself.  You shook your head. I'm in deep trouble now...

( Time Skip)

Asleep, in bed. Until you hear Derek screaming. Ugh, you thought to yourself as you got up. He often had night terrors, and often in the very early morning. You walk to his room, but instead of Derek having nightmares, you see a black figure holding an unconscious Derek over his shoulder.

"LET GO OF MY BROTHER!" you scream, and start to pick up a lamp with your telekinesis. But before you can wack the crap out of him, you're grabbed from behind and a cloth is put over your mouth. Your muffled screams didn't even slightly deture the intruder, and you fall unconscious, dropping the lamp and shattering it across the floor.