Chapter 4: Chapter 4: First Power
<Damian POV>
On the way to Winslow High, I stopped at a small gas station. I entered the small 24/7 grocery store next to it and bought a cheap black baseball cap and sunglasses.
It was to disguise myself of course!
It wouldn't do for Taylor to recognise me in case she went to PRT and they DID believe her (for whatever reason).
'Hah... What I do for power.' I sighed as I paid the $6 for both the items.
After walking some more, and getting lost again, I finally arrived at Winslow High by 1 o'clock in the afternoon.
The sun was high up and glaring down at everything, so the April heat was blistering.
Judging from the silence and the almost empty campus, the classes were still in session so I had to wait until school ended.
Sighing I sat down on a bench, under the shade of a tree, and from where I could see the students once they come out.
I waited there patiently, lost in my thoughts as I considered the impact of what I was about to do.
As once I stole her power... Whatever that was left of "Canon" would be no more...
I would be lying if I said I wasn't nervous. But I had made peace with the fact that since my arrival "canon" was only an hopeful fantasy.
Now I would do what I had to do to survive.
That's all it was about isn't it?
Survival.
I didn't care how many people I screwed over to do so...
I was a selfish and greedy person. I quietly realised this for myself.
But... I had to move forward. I had no choice but to do so.
While the chances of the Shard contacting Scion were very low, they were still a possibility and it still didn't deter me from seeking it out.
Leviathan, Slaughterhouse Nine, Echidna, and even Scion himself.
There were going to be many dangers in the future.
I just couldn't sit back and let myself be killed when I had the power to prevent it.
'But everyone dies eventually anyway, right? What's wrong with dying?' asked a small part of my brain.
And it was true. Everyone eventually died, it was a fact of life.
But...
Just waiting to die... Didn't sit right with me.
If I was to die, then it would be kicking and screaming.
Fighting to the bitter end.
No matter how the odds were. I would keep fighting.
To survive.
I would keep doing so for myself. For my Mom. And for my Dad.
And maybe... Just maybe I could see them again once this all ends...
...
I stayed like that for an hour or so, just overthinking things.
It was a bad habit of mine unfortunately.
But I was broken out of my thoughts when I heard the loud school bell ring, signalling the end of school for the day.
And sure enough, some minutes later a whole bunch of kids started coming out of the school building.
Not gonna lie, it was hard to keep track of all the kids. But Taylor's appearance and posture were very distinctive.
A lean figure, with long dark wavy hair, pale face with black rimmed square glasses. She looked like the definition of a nerdy girl.
... and she also came out last. So finding her was easy.
Anyways...
Like a spy, I discreetly followed her. Making sure to keep a respectable distance.
I was sure if somebody saw me right now then they would mistake me for a stalker. Which I wasn'-!
-Wait a moment! I was wearing black clothes, a black cap and black sunglasses and I was following a teenage girl...
... I AM A STALKER!!!
...
'Deep breaths Damian. Deep breaths, everything will be alright...' I repeated in my mind as I took deep breaths.
-I mutely chose to ignore that chilling realisation and continued to follow her, but vowed internally that I was never going to do this shit ever again.
Just as she reached the bus stop, I walked towards her and exclaimed. "Hey miss I think you dropped this!"
She turned towards me with a clearly guarded and paranoid expression and saw that I was waving a $10 dollar bill at her with a "worried" face.
... Not gonna lie, I was betting a lot on the human instinct to check when you "think" you dropped something (specifically money) and my acting skills.
But-
"Oh! Maybe I did." She says after checking her pockets.
-It worked!
"Thank you for returning this." She says with a smile. "There aren't many people who do so nowadays."
"I know right?" I nod with a smile. "Anyways, here take it." I said and gave her the $10 dollar bill.
Somewhere along our small exchange, the bus had arrived and was waiting for passengers.
'I don't have enough time!' I nervously thought inside.
On the outside, I held out a hand with a "relaxed" smile, readying [All For One] for action, and said. "Nice meeting you!"
She also smiled back and shaked my hand-
"Nice meeting you to-"
-A jolt passed through both of us.
As soon as her hand touched mine, I stole her power in a second.
Instantly I could feel hundreds of presences all around the block, that I could control.
["The bus is now departing!"] Announced a mechanical voice from the bus.
She dizzily takes back her hand, and confusedly looks at it.
Ignoring the countless presences that I could feel, I asked her in a "worried" tone. "Are you alright?"
Shaking her head she says. "Yeah I'm fine. But... I have to catch the bus." Then she dizzily walks into the bus in a hurry.
-Not noticing the growing smile on my face.
As soon as the bus was out of sight, I whooped in joy!
Having no care that I was in public, I gave a yell of victory.
"Yahoo!"
...
Finally calming down, I looked around in embarrassment to make sure that nobody saw it.
To my dismay, I saw some old aunties sitting on the bus stop benches and giggling profusely while looking at me.
Sighing, I quickly walked out of there blushing in embarrassment.
Still, the taste of victory was heavy in my mouth.
After walking some distance, I stopped at an alleyway. Feeling thousands of presences inside, I headed there in curiousity.
It was dark inside, I couldn't really see much but only a trashcan.
But...
*Buzzzzz!*
*Buzzzzz!*
*Buzzzzz!*
-looking up, I could see a huge nest of wasps stuck to the corner of the alleyway. There were also a LOT of them flying in and out of the nest.
I could instantly feel a connection to all of them.
I didn't feel afraid or disgusted like I normally would, rather I felt almost a sort of... kinship with them.
Pulling on that connection, I felt them respond to my call. Like how they responded to their queen.
Hundreds of wasps buzzing-ly flew out of their nest, and headed for me and flew around my figure almost protectively.
I held out my hand reflexively, and a big sized wasp, almost 2 or 3 inch in length, landed on it and it looked up at me in... curiousity?
... Their intelligence keeps astounding me.
I held it's gaze for a moment before it bowed submissively.
A smile broke out on my face. I truly was happy, having taken my first step to survival in this world.
Knowing that this wasp was the queen of this nest, and could also understand me, I decided to name her.
So I looking at her with a smile I said. "Your name is Stinger now... If that's alright with you."
But sensing her feelings of happiness at this, I didn't think she had any objections.
With serious nod at me, she flew off my hand and landed on my shoulder.
-then as if a dam was broken... The whole alley was filled with cockroaches, spiders, ants and all kinds of different insects.
Looking at all of them, and feeling their loyalty towards me, a small laugh escaped my mouth.
"Ha! I could work with this!" I chuckled.
...
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And Done!
Damian gains his first power and so gains some... very loyal minions.
So begins the Army...
But there are still some mysteries to this power... That you'll find out about in the next chapter of Absolute Power!
Till then, see ya!
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