by Jordan Hampton

Created on: August 13, 2009   Last Updated: August 14, 2009

The sun had already begun to set as I ran through the forest. My chest was getting tight, my body drenched in the sweat that was seeping into the cuts caused by those over-mutated freaks back at that God-forsaken lab. I, of course, am in no position to call anyone a freak with the things I can do with the weather. I'd heard some of the scientists talking about a machine that they had developed. One that would increase a mutant's power. Unfortunately, the machine would turn anyone who used it into a mindless zombie adjacent creature with superhuman abilities.

I couldn't allow that to happen to me. When I was making my escape I triggered the alarm. The mutants that had already been victimized by that monstrous creation had been sent to attack me. I thought that because I could command air, no matter the location, that those creatures would be easy pickings. Not exactly. I fought, punching and kicking at one of the five that stood around me, but to no avail as he quickly retaliated by knocking the air from my chest with his knee. I flipped backward from the blow, but managed to catch myself before my face collided with the concrete floor. I pushed myself back to my feet, readying for another assault on the nightmarish monstrosity. I jumped in an attempt to kick him in the face, only to have my foot caught, my kick successfully negated, and my body tossed to the other side of the room against a wall.

By this time I had grown weary of outright tactics. I figured it was time to get down and dirty. I approached the mega-mutant that I had been fighting, completely ignoring the other ones. I knelt down as if pleading for mercy. The creature merely looked at me for a moment in bafflement, but as he readied himself to smash my skull with his massive fist, I punched him in the groin. The other ones jumped forward in an attempt to smother me with their bulk but this time it was my turn to dominate. I condensed the air around me and when I pictured a long, sharp sword, the air was transformed into a blade. As the massive mutants came at me, I swiftly and powerfully cut them in half. At the end of that effortless slaughter, I slowly walked back to the main mega-mutant who was still wallowing around on the floor, holding his groin in agonizing pain. I gave it a thought, keeping him alive, but soon realized if he was left alive he would be the one leading a squadron of these... things to come looking for me. I knelt by him.

"Are you in pain?" I asked. He nodded with a slight

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