I grabbed a pen from a can under the counter. I threw the pen at the group. It went through obe of their masks and stabbed them in the eye. Ooh, I do have the mastery of magic back! The other soldiers grabbed there guns but I ran. One of them yelled "Split up". Bad idea. They split into aisle 2 and 3. I ran down aisle 4. They looped back around. I shot my last bullet at the one that came down 4. I ran into aisle 5 and got ready. When I heard the last soldier run down 4 to his late friend, I acted. I managed to use my elemental power of wind and pushed the shelves on to him. Me 3 them 0. I checked the register and left. I may or may not have pulled the fire alarm for fun tho. I walked down the road playing with my abilities. I found a Nice house and knocked. To my surprise someone answered. I put my hand on the door and sensed a gun on the other side. I body checked the guy and grabbed the gun. I threw it in the garbage chute and went up the stairs. I opened the window and climbed on the ledge. I climbed up to the roof. I jumped to the next door roof and jumped on to the apartments roof next door. I climbed down the fire escape and watched. I saw guards marching down the street. They went to the door of the house that I entered. They pulled the guy out and entered the home. "She went upstairs!" "Perfect " I thought "That's perfect!" I made a run down the road. "There she is!" Yelled the homeowner. Guards came running out of the house.
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Blast
FantasyShe wakes up in an unknown place, no memory of anything, not even her magic power. Could it all be part of the damage of the blast, or could it be something else? Who knows? Not her. Not the darkness. Who?