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"I skipped school today, I just stopped by to see if I was missing anything, and lucky for you I did." He said looking around for the principal. "The Football Team practically runs this school, if I don't show up to school, I just tell coach that I didn't feel like going, and he pulls some strings and I don't get in trouble. I 'spose it's not the most morally upright thing to do, but oh well."

"Sorry brother, I've got places to be. If Luke or them mess with ya, just tell them I'll be after em." He started off down the hallway then stopped for a moment. "Actually hey, I might be down at the river later with some friends if you wanna come down there and meet some people, round 6 is when we're usually there. Later brotha." he said walking off.

Jack walked into the city and began to toy with his powers. A bit of wind swirling around his arm here, a garbage can lit on fire there. He finally decided to test something he had been curious about. He walked into an alley, and found a building around 3 stories tall. He whirled the wind around his right arm, then slammed his fist into the ground, sending him far above the rooftops. He landed with a thud and a scream atop the roof as he said to himself "Ugh, I've gotta get that under control...". Next he held out his left arm and with only his index finger, he sent a small blast of flame towards a building nearby, catching it on fire. With his right arm, he formed more wind, and with a powerful thrust of the palm, blasted out the flame. "I think I'll enjoy this..." he smirked to himself as he walked off the building casually, catching himself with the wind.

Jack walked down the street and came upon a building with a large glass window that read:

5th Street Bank
We Do Banking Right

He stepped inside and moments later, the glass window shattered as he blasted it with a gust of wind, stepping through it with a bag of money in his left hand. He walked calmly to a car at an intersection, stepped on top of it, and as the driver began to yell at him, he launched himself high into the air, smashing the front end of the car flat as a pancake as he landed atop a roof and began to run, launching himself between the gaps.

By now it was getting dark, the sun just beginning to set. Jack came to a skidding halt on the rooftop as he realized there was a police chopper above him, barking something about stopping and surrendering. He threw his arm up and disrupted his rotors with a huge blast of wind as the chopper began to lose control. Out of fear it disappeared out of sight. He walked to the edge of the roof and began to address the police who were pointing firearms at him. "You can't stop me. Give it up!"
"Come down now or we WILL use lethal force."
Jack scoffed at them. As they opened fire, he dropped the bag and waved his left arm across his body, creating a wall of fire that melted the oncoming bullets into tiny droplets falling to the ground. He formed a pair of enormous flaming wings on his back, then leapt off the building, melting a hole in the pavement as he fell and landing in the sewers to continue his escape.

Conall quickly ate his lunch and decided to skip the rest of the day now that his day was well and ruined now by the jocks being more idiotic than usual, and that in itself was a feat. So Conall just left school grounds and kept walking, still fuming. What Conall didn't notice was the fact that everywhere he stepped, it left a burn mark. In fact, there was a trail still smoldering in the grass. It looked like someone on fire was dragged off, since Conall didn't exactly pick up his feet. He kept walking until he found himself in an alley. He looked to the wall and groaned. It blood red there was a familiar gang sign sprayed on the wall. Just as he saw this, he heard several people catcalling. He turned and saw a good-sized crowd of thugs behind him, each brandishing some sort of weapon, from the one guy with a 9mm, to chains and poles. The leader, the only one with a gun, spoke up, talking to his partners in crime.
-"Hey, look at the freak who stumbled into the wrong part of town... let's teach-"
Before the gang leader could finish, Conall had lost his temper. Which was actually pretty rare. He just didn't feel like having to fight a crowd, so he figured if he beat the living crap out of the leader the others would back off. So Conall lunged at the leader with a speed unbelievable for someone his size and grabbed the leader's face. What happened next Conall didn't exactly plan. The thug burst into flame, but not the explosive-instant-death kind. No, he slowly turned red before trying to cry, only to have steam come out instead. Then, he began to smolder before the flames came. Conall let go but watched the thug closely. He watched as he sunk to his knees, face grotesque with pain and anguish, and finished burning, turning into a statue of ash. Conall lightly tapped the head, now simply amusing himself. Well he wasn't exactly angry now. The head caved in where Conall had hit it, and slowly the body reduced itself to nothing but a pile of ash. Conall then looked up to see the thugs on their knees, graveling at Conall. Apparently they were Satanists, and believed Conall their Messiah. Conall couldn't help but produce a devilish grin. He could get used to this.

(Sorry i haven't been on i have been ADDICTED to GTAIV and welcome frenchy :{ lol)

Corey ran down the street following the sounds of sirens and slowed down at the sight of a melted hole in the ground. "What the hell is going on in this town these days?" Corey walked onto the sidewalk and put his head onto the ground as his eyes turned a dark brown and he could see everything above and under ground along with hearing. Twisting his hand on the ground as if there was a dial he listened to the assorted police radios arguments and then the sound of people yelling and begging "Hmm" Corey said to himself and tuned onto that spot. Corey then looked up and saw that everyone was busy with the manhole so he placed his hand on the ground and in a split second his body absorbed into the ground and he traveled through the stone ground ending up on the wall of the ally his face blending in with it as his head stuck out made of brick. Corey then watched as two teenage looking boys approached each other and heard one of them call out to the other "Good or bad?" Then a smile struck over corey's face and he fell to the ground his body being to be covered with a mixture of stone and brick "Good my man."Corey said with a smile facing the boy who talked.

Conall cracked his neck. He kept himself calm.
-"I'm just looking out for number one."
Conall held up a hand and felt a current go through. He looked to his hand to find an orb of crackling lightning. The Satanist thugs watched with admiration as their new master displayed his power. Conall looked up, eyes crackling with energy. Conall did the unthinkable and stood straight, gaining even more height. Conall threw the lightning ball up in the air to watch it explode in a brilliant display of light. Conall grinned wide and wiped the hair out of his face. Now he was absolutely unidentifiable, as many had thought that not only he had a part-time job as the hunchback from Notre Dame, but he was related to Cousin It. So now Conall looked to other two.
-"Now, if you'll excuse me, I'm gonna take my goons and go. Idiots, come."
The thugs followed Conall, literally kissing the ground he walked on.