Origin of Power

Origin of Power

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Mav was eight when a Hellraiser attacked London, turning it into a city of islands. That day his power manifested, and he became a Titan. Ten years later and the world is a different place. More Titans appear every year, ignoring the plights of ordinary people, using their power for their own gain. Tyrants rule the streets, enforcing their control through force, while the government struggles to keep its few remaining territories. The Heroes Association was created to combat the threat, a division dedicating to protecting citizens from both Hellraisers and Tyrants. But it wasn't enough. The Heroes Association retreated to their safe zone leaving the rest of London to suffer through gang warfare and superpowered battles. Outnumbered and with no way to target them, Tyrants go unperturbed. The public live their life in fear of a Titan hidden amongst them, capable of ending their life in a heartbeat. But some still resist... and Mav wants in.
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{COMPLETED} "now that you've had your fun electrocuting me, would you care to hop in the backseat?" ---------------------------------------------------------- Freak DNA. That's what I like to call it. The fault to my genetic code. More often than not, it's a curse. The static running through my blood gave me a name. A cruel, daunting label of a measly bug. A roach. That's what I am to them, to the government. Roach; the nameless monster with electricity for a sense and lightening as a second nature. It ruined my life, the sparking currents playing tag in my mind, running around and bumping into everything, shaking me loose. The government, actually. They ruined my life. My curse just gave them a reason. You see, the normal population with ordinary DNA, they don't know about the people like me. The roaches of the world. We don't get that kind of recognition at the camps. There, we are only one thing in the military's eyes. We are weapons and we will act like it. Everyone else out there, bathing in the goodness they don't know they've got, they don't know about the roaches their stepping on. As long as their getting closer to the sky, they don't care what they stand on to reach it. They don't know about the sparkling dreamer that's killed 7 people before her 17th birthday. They don't about the ghost of a girl peaking around corners for her entire life because even home wasn't safe. They don't know about the fighter of steel and iron sucking on his bloody lip courtesy of the wars he battles in as nothing but a shadow. They don't know about the masked villain who would do anything to see the army they lead claim the throne They don't know about us. But they will, because we will rise. And when we arrive, we will arrive violently. ___________________________________________ Started: 10.06.15 Finished: 3.17.16

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