(Here are both parts...sorry for those who didn't make much of an appearance, you will have a big role next ep...if you already read part 1, I labeled part 2 below!)

(Part 1)

Monday Night, September 8, 2014

Alice sits down with Hank in the family room of the small house. Blake sits down on his bed, still going over his thoughts.

"Blake? We're watching the game now, you gonna watch it with us."

"I hate football"

"We made popcorn!"

"I'm just going to bed."

Alice sighs has she takes a bite of popcorn from her hands.

"I feel so bad for the kid"

"Well, stop it!"

"What's your problem, Hank? Ever since he's been here you've been mocking him, putting him down. The kid just lost his family!"

"I don't like him. You saw what he did at the field, to the hotel. He is dangerous!"

"So that's it."

"What?"

"You're scared of him?"

"What? No!"

"Yes you are!"

"No I am not, I can handle him anytime, I handled him back at the stadium, I can handle him anytime!"

"Whatever, you are so afraid!"

Hank shoves it off and looks back to the television. Blake meanwhile, trying to sleep, starts to sweat as he mumbles to himself while tossing and turning.

----Meanwhile----

"I can't believe you are wearing that Jake!"

"No, No, I already told you, the Crimson Battery"

"What kind of name is that?"

"The kind of name that will kick your ass if you diss it one more time!"

Jason laughs to himself as he holds Jake's meteor rock in his hand. "You know, I bet if I could get this up to D.C., those scientists could study it, and maybe get something out of it, figure out how it works and all."

"Dude, the juice is all gone, and it's in me now!" He says has he flashes off his costume.

"You know what, I think I will, my dad has to go down there for a meeting, maybe he'll let me go with him, and I'll be back tomorrow."

"What about school?"

"Dude, have you seen my grades? I'll just call in sick!"

Jake shakes his head in disbelief, "Fine then, I'll see you tomorrow!"

"Yeah, and really, Crimson Battery"

"Hey, I told you, don't be dissin'"

Jason laughs again as he leaves Jake's house with the rock.

----Meanwhile----

"I am sorry about your wife..."

Pickster turns around, revealing his costume which is just a light blue shirt with dark blue jeans. He wears a lab coat turned into a trench-like coat. There is a small P on the left of what used to be a pocket. He faces the Dark One.

"I see you're serious about this whole super-villain thing, eh. Well, I am too! And assistance would be greatly appreciated." Dark One says.

"You're one of them...with the powers...you're the one who killed my wife!"

"I do believe it was the kid's energy bombs."

"If you had never...You have haunted me since the day of that shower..."

"Hey, you're the one who came into my crater."

"You must die. You don't deserve to live."

"You're the one that's trying to kill people; you're the bad guy here, Nick."

"It's Pickster now..."

"Pickster...now what kind of name..."

Pickster lunges at the Dark One.

"Do you really think you can beat me? Have you not seen what I can do!?"

Darkness surrounds Pickster; a voice is heard from every corner.

"You can help me, I can help you."

"I would never HELP YOU!"

"I know what you want, what you can do. Your strength is great; your intelligence is through the roof. I have a plan that will benefit us both, give us great power!"

"I told you, I'm not interested!"

Pickster swings a punch, and the darkness disappears as Dark One lies on the ground. "Show me your face, coward." Pickster threatens.

"Please, one lucky hit? I told you were intelligent."

"You can reject my offer and die, or take it and gain the strength and power we both deserve."

"All you want is to use me...it isn't happening."

"So be it."

Dark One disappears in a phase of darkness. Pickster is all alone now on a rooftop of a building.

(Part 2)

----Later on that night----

Jason lies down, covered up in a blanket and his head is resting on a coat.

"I can't believe this is what I have to go through just to get a rock examined...I mean, all dad had to let me do was go with him to D.C. for the night, but no, I have school tomorrow. But my friend has had plenty of side-effects from this and I want to make sure he's all right, so even if I have to lay in the back of a 90s pick-up truck under some old dirty blankets...*sniff sniff...Oh god, what is that!?"

----The next morning----

Jason is asleep in the bed of the truck, it's about seven in the morning, when the truck hits a bump in the road, and his head jostles up, and smacks a tool box.

He cringes in pain as he holds his head; he sits up and realizes his dad could easily see him in the review mirror, so he quickly dives back down just before the father looks into the mirror.

Jason pokes his head up to check the surroundings, he sees a sign that says, "Welcome to D.C."

"Yes, I'm here!"

He grabs the rock on the floor that was rolling around and it starts glowing again.

"Whoa, it hasn't done that since I first found it!"

Suddenly the breaks are quickly hit, the tires squeal, and Jason goes flying toward the front of the bed, along with everything else in the truck. He looks up to see a red stoplight, and his dad staring at him from the front seat.

Jason opens the back window...

"Um, eyes on the road?"

"Get in here!"

Jason hops the bed, and climbs into the back seat, not wanting to sit next to an angry father.

"What the hell do you think you're doing?"

"I told you, I wanted to come to D.C. to have the top scientists study this glowing rock!"

He pulls it out of his pocket.

"It ain't glowing Jase."

"Well, it was just a minute ago."

"I don't care Jason, you deliberately diss..." A car horn suddenly interrupts his talk. He looks ahead to see the green light, and he moves forward

"You disobeyed me, you skipped school, and you probably worried your mother!"

"But this could be important! Like...life or death!"

"Jason...IT'S A ROCK!"

"A rock from space..." Jason adds on.

"Well, I have a meeting in an hour, I'm stopping at your Uncle's and you're staying there until I get back!"

"Wait...you mean...Uncle Jerry?"

"Yes...Uncle Jerry."

"But Dad!"

"No Buts Jason..."

"But dad...he's..."

Later...

A door opens up and standing there is Uncle Jerry, and in a higher pitched voice, he says, "Hey, Step-Bro!"

"Hi, Jerry...listen, I know this may be a problem, but Jason has snuck a ride and I need him to stay here for about a few hours...that good?"

"No problem! I haven't seen Lil' Jason in months!"

"But Dad..." Jason continues to claim.

"Sorry Jason, I'll pick you up around eleven and then we'll go home and have a nice long talk about this!"

"But dad!"

He closes the door, and Jason turns around. "He's gay he says softly to himself.

"So, little buddy, how you doing?"

"Uhh, long trip, you gotta bathroom?"

"Right down the hall!"

Jason runs to the bathroom, and closes the door, locking it. It's a small bathroom, there's a toilet, a sink, and a small window.

"Why? Dad...why?"

----Meanwhile----

Really...is this what I am going to have to deal while being some kind of super hero? I mean, I expected crooks with guns...

Jake dodges a huge rock flying by him.

But a giant mutated person hurling rocks at me?

Jake stands in his red and yellow tights...he wears yellow boots and gloves, along with a yellow mask to cover his face. Standing in front of him is a hulk-like creature, his face is messed up from the mutation, he has a broken chain around his neck, and all he is wearing is some ripped orange pants. Veins were popping out of his arms and legs. He ripped out parts of the road and chucked them at Jake, who dodged all his attacks with ease.

So, you're probably wondering why I am fighting a giant mutated creep at seven in the morning...well, I was on my way to school, all alone because Jason snuck his way into D.C. when suddenly the mental institution nearby starts screaming...at least the people inside. So I figure, someone's loose, might as well help out. So I slip on the costume in an alley, when this huge creep with a temper tantrum busts through the wall. I don't know why he's so big, but I figure he could, you know, kill someone...and now...I'm stuck fighting someone I can't even hurt. Do you know why? Because My FREAKIN lightning bolts have decided not to work!!! Maybe Jason was right...it was just temporary...then again...

A fist comes to Jake's face and he flies through the institution wall, and onto the ground. Tantrum runs in and smashes through the wall again.

"I really got to stop narrating to myself..."

----Meanwhile---

Brandon stands at the airport...he continues to call his phone, finally, he just leaves a message.

"Hey Cuz, thanks for the tickets, didn't turn out has I planned though, but hey, I'm heading up to New York, I was hoping we could talk about some stuff, I'll talk to you later."

Brandon heads on the plane later after.

----Meanwhile---

Zane stands outside a house, he peeks inside. "Well, if it happens to be my favorite people..." He lets out an evil laugh.

(I feel bad about not having it all done, but since I'll be gone all weekend, (basketball thing) I wont have time to work on it, so here's the first part...)

Monday Night, September 8, 2014

Alice sits down with Hank in the family room of the small house. Blake sits down on his bed, still going over his thoughts.

"Blake? We're watching the game now, you gonna watch it with us."

"I hate football"

"We made popcorn!"

"I'm just going to bed."

Alice sighs has she takes a bite of popcorn from her hands.

"I feel so bad for the kid"

"Well, stop it!"

"What's your problem, Hank? Ever since he's been here you've been mocking him, putting him down. The kid just lost his family!"

"I don't like him. You saw what he did at the field, to the hotel. He is dangerous!"

"So that's it."

"What?"

"You're scared of him?"

"What? No!"

"Yes you are!"

"No I am not, I can handle him anytime, I handled him back at the stadium, I can handle him anytime!"

"Whatever, you are so afraid!"

Hank shoves it off and looks back to the television. Blake meanwhile, trying to sleep, starts to sweat as he mumbles to himself while tossing and turning.

----Meanwhile----

"I can't believe you are wearing that Jake!"

"No, No, I already told you, the Crimson Battery"

"What kind of name is that?"

"The kind of name that will kick your ass if you diss it one more time!"

Jason laughs to himself as he holds Jake's meteor rock in his hand. "You know, I bet if I could get this up to D.C., those scientists could study it, and maybe get something out of it, figure out how it works and all."

"Dude, the juice is all gone, and it's in me now!" He says has he flashes off his costume.

"You know what, I think I will, my dad has to go down there for a meeting, maybe he'll let me go with him, and I'll be back tomorrow."

"What about school?"

"Dude, have you seen my grades? I'll just call in sick!"

Jake shakes his head in disbelief, "Fine then, I'll see you tomorrow!"

"Yeah, and really, Crimson Battery"

"Hey, I told you, don't be dissin'"

Jason laughs again as he leaves Jake's house with the rock.

----Meanwhile----

"I am sorry about your wife..."

Pickster turns around, revealing his costume which is just a light blue shirt with dark blue jeans. He wears a lab coat turned into a trench-like coat. There is a small P on the left of what used to be a pocket. He faces the Dark One.

"I see you're serious about this whole super-villain thing, eh. Well, I am too! And assistance would be greatly appreciated." Dark One says.

"You're one of them...with the powers...you're the one who killed my wife!"

"I do believe it was the kid's energy bombs."

"If you had never...You have haunted me since the day of that shower..."

"Hey, you're the one who came into my crater."

"You must die. You don't deserve to live."

"You're the one that's trying to kill people; you're the bad guy here, Nick."

"It's Pickster now..."

"Pickster...now what kind of name..."

Pickster lunges at the Dark One.

"Do you really think you can beat me? Have you not seen what I can do!?"

Darkness surrounds Pickster; a voice is heard from every corner.

"You can help me, I can help you."

"I would never HELP YOU!"

"I know what you want, what you can do. Your strength is great; your intelligence is through the roof. I have a plan that will benefit us both, give us great power!"

"I told you, I'm not interested!"

Pickster swings a punch, and the darkness disappears as Dark One lies on the ground. "Show me your face, coward." Pickster threatens.

"Please, one lucky hit? I told you were intelligent."

"You can reject my offer and die, or take it and gain the strength and power we both deserve."

"All you want is to use me...it isn't happening."

"So be it."

Has anyone had trouble with their blogs? everytime I post it it cuts half of it off...anyway, so many of you liked the island story I had put out a few months ago, right now I'm calling it, "The Lost Colony" it may change, but its better than island story...It will be on Tv.com, so I'll have two stories going on at the same time. next, I want sign-ups for this, because if the usual join, then I should have like the perfect amount, however, beware, there will be characters getting killed off, and I don't want anyone to stop reading because they lose interest or something...(ahem, Zamxus...:P) anyhoo, if your brave, join up! all I need is a name! (but if you want your character to have details insert anything you want! (quick note on Side-Effect, I am almost finished with teh second chapter, and should have it out in a few days hopefully.)

(Okay, so I'm trying to figure out which i easier to read - the left aligned, or the center alinged - let me know which one you guys prefer, thanks!)

Monday, September 8, 2014, 11:45 a.m.

Jake sits down by Jason and Dasiou at the lunch table. All is quiet between the three.

"You want to talk about it?" Jason asks.

Jake sits still, not touching his pizza he got from the lunch line.

"I could've...I could've done something, Jason. I have these powers, and I didn't do anything with them, except cause destruction...I mean...it's my fault she's...gone!"

"At least you tried, there was nothing you could've done, and he was too powerful for you!"

Jake takes his plate of food and walks away. He throws his plate of pizza in the trash and walks out the lunchroom doors. Jason looks back at Dasiou.

"Poor guy..."

"I know, what else sucks is that they got it on television."

"What?"

"Yeah, some guy, Harold Kinsey, I think, got a whole video of the fight, and showed it to channel 9 news..."

"So?"

"They didn't cover up his face."

"Aren't they supposed to unless Jake gives them permission?"

"That's what I thought"

"Hey, where were you during all this?"

"Me? Oh...I...I...was at the store down the street...didn't even know what was going on!"

"I wonder why Jake is the only one who got powers from the rocks." Dasiou lies.

"I don't know, he didn't even go into the meteor crater."

A girl then walks behind Jason and covers his eyes with his hands. "Guess who!"

Jason thinks for a minute, "Barbara Walters, No! Hillary Clint...No, too easy..."

"You are so full of crap!" Rachel jokes.

"Oh, really?" he says as she sits down by him.

"Completely! Your crap level, on a scale of 1-10 is like a 9 if not higher."

"Love you too, Rachel!" he jokes back.

She pushes him in the arm, barely nudging him.

"So what are you doing after school?" she asks.

"Probably Jake's...he's going through a tough time, I was hoping to help him through it."

"Mind if I come with?"

"Please do, you're probably better at this then I am."

Meanwhile, down in Georgia...

Alice sits down by Blake. Hank leans up against the doorway while Brandon stands inside the room. They're in a small one bedroom house, not a lot of room for four people.

"You're welcome here as long as you like, Blake." Alice says as she puts her arm on his shoulder.

"I can't believe it, Alice...I...I...I lost everything..."

"I'm sorry Blake, truly I am."

"I am haunted by all these memories Alice...and it's all my fault." He says as a tear falls down his face.

"Good god!" Hank yells.

"Hank!" Alice responds.

"I can read his mind...he's being a big baby!"

"Read this you f***ing B1tch..." Blake thinks.

Hank flips him off before leaving the room.

"I hate people..." Blake adds.

"Don't worry about him, Blake, he's a jerk."

"Just go...just go away..." he says. Alice gets up from the floor and walks out of the room.

"Go away, Brandon..." he says in a higher voice

"I know you're going through a tough time Blake, but after what you did, I can't bear to talk to you."

"Screw you..." Blake replies.

"I'm going to my cousin's up in New..."

Blake picks up the lamp on the floor beside him, and throws it at Brandon, who closes the door quickly. The lamp shatters on impact. "I said SCREW YOU!" Tears roll down Blake's face like a waterfall.

Last Night after the fight with Zane...

Blake enters the hotel room, throws his jacket against the wall. Kristen is sitting down on the bed with her arms and legs crossed.

"What?" Blake yells.

"You know what!" Kristen yells back.

"You saw the TV huh?"

"I can't believe you, attacking those people...Blake; you've got an anger problem."

"An anger problem!?" he yells, "He's the one who freakin attacked me first! And you accuse me!?"

"Yes...You know better than to go off like that...and since when do you throw fireballs out of your hands? I can't believe you made it here alive; do you know how many people probably hate you? Know you? Think you're a threat?"

"You're not my mother, Kristen!"

Kristen stutters for a moment...

"No matter what...take care of Blake..."

"Yes mother...yes..."

A tear rolls down her face as her mother's heart stops beating...

Tears start to roll down her face, "Your right Blake, I'm not...But I know what's right for you...I made mom a promise...and I'm going to keep that...so you're grounded!"

"Excuse me?"

"Don't talk to me like that...I'm going to try and be the mature one...why don't you try?"

Blake starts grunting, his hands begin to glow a red..."You're not my mother!"

Fire starts to pour out of his hands...like a flash, the entire hotel is on fire, the power of it was amazing...Brandon stands outside, in a surprise, the building is smothered by fire...

"Blake..." he whispers to himself...

Present...

"I'm sorry, sis...I'm sorry..." he curls up in the corner of the room and cries...

Meanwhile...

Zane stands inside the meteor ditch, now covered by tents and blankets and whatever else he could find to cover it up. He has metal poles to hold it all up, creating a small basement in the ground of sorts.

"At long last, it is Shade! Our leader..."

"You boys have been waiting a while...why don't we just engage now?" Zane (Shade) answers

"Because there are others that have been affected, and have gained powers, much like yours, we must be cautious."

"Please...nothing on this earth can touch me!"

"But that is not true for us! The time will come soon!"

"I see...I will clear the way...give me some names..."

"We don't have names; we only track the energy in the rocks."

"Location?"

"In North Decatur, the small house off of 29, there you will find the location of the strongest meteor energy"

"29? Highway 29?"

"Yes"

"I'll make this quick"

Back in N.Y...

"Dude, I told you, I'm over it...sort of." Jake says.

"You look like you're doing a lot better." Jason replies.

"Thanks." He smiles. He, Rachel, and Jason all sit inside the living room of the Harvey house. His parents are out of town and have no clue of the incident.

"Have you looked at the news lately?" Jake asks.

"I'm not really into watching the video again."

"No, No, they have some report on of the meteor shower, turns out, it's happening all over the country."

"What?" Jason asks, somewhat worried.

"Yeah, check this out!"

Jake turns on the TV to CNN.

"It has been reported that the meteor shower, that was predicted to pass by earth and instead hit us directly, happened all over the United States of America. Many people think this is an act of God! Others think that the world's destruction has just been avoided, and some think this is a sign for the end! President Obama has said there is no need to take extreme measures, he said, and I quote, 'This is just a freak accident, we will take any money available and clean up the mess around this U.S. and soon things will return to normal' All I can say is, I hope he's right. This has been Katie Couric reporting for CNN..."

Jake turns the TV off.

"Katie Couric?"

"I know she's everywhere, right? Anyway...did you not hear that? This isn't just us Jason, it's happening all over the country."

"And if that's true then that means there are going to be people with powers all over the country..."

"Exactly, and where there are power people, there are bad people"

"And what are we going to do about it?"

"I'll tell you what I'm going to do about it!"

Jake grabs a shopping bag and pulls out a one-piece red costume, with some yellow designs on it.

"You wanna get ready for Halloween?"

"Nope, I'm going to become..."

"Don't say it" Rachel interrupts.

"A super hero?"

"Oh my goodness, he said it!"

"Jake, you're not a super hero, you don't know how to control those powers you got from the meteor, and who knows if they last a long time or not!"

"Can't hurt to try though..."

Jason sighs.

"Look, I feel really bad about what happened at the bank. I think this is something that...something that I can kind of make up for it..."

"Jake, you made a mistake, you know what? Scratch that, you tried the best you could! Trying to do something to make up something else isn't going to cover it up.

"It'll clear up my conscience." He says as he walks back upstairs to his room.

"Jake!" Jason yells; he gets no response.

"Oh man."

"Don't worry, Jase, He just has to handle it in his own way." Rachel says has he grabs his arm

"I know, I know...come on let's get out of here."

Meanwhile...

Nicholas Lemark stands at the edge of a rooftop. The wind is blowing his short hair. Few people on the streets see him and gather around, thinking he's going to jump.

"Soon, Grace, soon...those reponsible, will pay!"

Yesterday...

"Nick, what happened, what's going on?" I ran out to her. Jake ran back into the bank like a flash, knocked me down. Grace was standing by the doorway, running over to me. Dark One saw in the corner of his eye. "I said no one escapes!" He shot his beam, Grace stood still in her position, while Dark One continued to load the money...

Jake shot a beam at Him, forcing him to lose his grip on Grace. She fell to the ground, Dark One ran out to Jake, and punched him right in the face. Jake tried to fight back with his laser beam-like attacks, but with no luck hitting him. Dark One grabbed his shirt collar and threw him against the vault wall. He leaned against it. No kid could usually sustain a hit like that. He not only had powers, but he was stronger too. He continued shooting beams at Dark One, missing all his shots...however, they did weaken the bank's wall support...and the roof was collapsing...

Small pieces of debris started to fall from the roof, I rolled over, Grace stood and tried to find some cover, I knew I had to get her out of here, I quickly stand up and turn around...that's when I find a huge piece of debris on top of her. I run over to her. She had blood dripping from her mouth, and numerous cuts on her face. I looked at her body from what I could see. Her leg was twisted in an awkward position. It crushed her...she was gone. I turn around with anger.

Dark One and Jake were still fighting, each one getting an even amount of hits. The police finally barge in, about time they got here. Dark One quickly notices this, and after that, all I remember is darkness. I don't see a thing. It goes away after a while, but he was gone, along with the money. Jake ran over to Jason who was waking up. I went to my Grace...he causes the damage, yet he doesn't lose anything...Me though, an innocent bystander you could say...I lose...I lose my house, I lose my job, and now, I lose the one thing I cared about most in my life.

Present...

"You didn't deserve to die, Grace"

He leans his head down

"I love you"

Hey guys! thanks a lot for being patient with me, well sort of...but I am happy to announce that the new "Episode" will premiere tomorrow...I will have a little bit of writing before I finish it! here is a list of the five Chapters you will see *subject to change...I'm not sure the title fits it lol

Chapter 1: The Reactions

Chapter 2: The Tantrum

Chapter 3: The Change*

Chapter 4: The Anti-Hero*

Chapter 5: The Haunted*

Also, I have completely forgotten about Batman, sorry guys, at least those who enjoyed it. I guess it was a one-timer...I am still planning other stories though, including a spider-Man series, yes I know there's already hundreds of those going on, but I love my ideas plus, if I ever get to write...it'll just be a fan-fic thing of ideas i've had since like forever ago, like before my pivot series! but I enjoy wiritng Spider-Man and I have unique ideas for every character

also I think I want to do the Island story, a basic ten-thirteen chapter story. I also will be taking up sign-ins for that...I wouldn't expect either soon though, especially with the pace I'm going with Side-Effect, which is my favorite writing yet! hope you got all that! lol

"It has been reported that the meteor shower that hit last Friday Night had occured not only right here in Georgia, but all over the United States...and many people ask the question, 'Where did this come from' or 'Why did this happen?'"

So many questions have been asked...

"What? A guy can't get rid of a little extra meteor energy?"

"Meteor energy?" Blake asked

"Please Blake, you're an A student, don't tell me you don't know what meteor energy is." - Ep. 1, Chapter 6

"I know now what I must do..." - Ep. 1, Chapter 7

"This guy has been arrested 3 times in the past month, he was suspected for two murders, and one theft."

"And he's still here?"

"There was never enough evidence to support it." - Ep. 1, Chapter 1

And there are so many more to come...

"I know your going through a tough time, Blake, but after what you've done, I can't talk to you anymore..."

"Screw you..."

"I'm going to my cousins..."

"I said SCREW YOU!" he throws a lamp at him, Brandon quickly shuts the door, the lamp crashes agianst it as the tears fall down Blake's face.

---------

"This isn't just us Jason...it's all over the country"

"What can we do about it?"

Jake smiles, "I'll tell you what we're going to do about it"

Jake pulls out a red one-piece costume out of a shopping bag.

With evil on the rise....

"the name's Joshua, but you can call me Dark One!"

Nick is in shock...

"Your one of them, are you not?"

"I am..."

"Then you must die!"

------

Zane, now Shade, stands inside the metoer ditch.

"The time will come soon..."

-------

"I can't believe it Alice...I...I...I...lost...."

Alice sits beside him

"I'm haunted by these memories..."

Hank rolls his eyes, "Good God!"

The good must take control...

"I can't believe I'm wearing this, Jake."

"Nuh uh uh, I told you, Crimson Battery."

"What kind of name is that?"

"The kind of name that will kick your ass if you diss it one more time!"

But there's always a catch...

Brandon walks out of the shower, fog covers the window, he takes his hand and smears it off. He drops his towel, and screams aloud, waking everyone.

Jake and Shawn barge in, Brandon turns around.

"Oh my Goooaahhh!!" they both yell.

Side-Effect - Episode 2: Rise of the Supers, coming soon...

(Hey, so just so no one is confused, aka Abby, :P This whole episode is told from Nicholas Lemark's point of view, and it is told from the day, backwards. you'll notice it is written a little differently than teh other stories. a preview for the next episode will be up soon, and it will be good! and every person will be seen ine very chapter from episode 2 and on, for all you who love to be seen, aka Zamxus...lol...hope you enjoy!)

Sunday, September 7, 2014, 8 pm

"Why?" I asked God, "Why? Why did this happen to me?"

I sat inside a small motel room clinching my arm. The light was flickering on and off. The bed squeaked when I lied on it. The floor squeaked when I stepped on it. And I'm pretty sure there was a mouse squeaking in its small hole earlier. There were clothes thrown on the floor, leftover from what I could gather from the shower. "That's when that damn dog appeared at my door. And that kid...that kid...he's just like the others. People like him don't deserve to live. She did though...so why?" I asked again.

My face and clothes were wet from sweat and tears. I wondered what I should do now. I have nowhere to go. That's when I turned the television on. It was small, standard for the type of motel.

The news report told everything that happened to me...It was clear what my job was now. What my new meaning to life is. What I needed to do!"

Earlier that Sunday, around 6 pm

I ran onto the rubble of my house, crying my eyes out. I couldn't stop. I felt like I was stabbed in the heart over and over. I grabbed a few clothing that was on top, hoping to find something that wasn't ripped and torn. Anything just dirty can be washed. I grabbed everything else I could find that was useful.

When I turned around I tripped on something. I screamed in pain has I crushed my arm. I turn myself around, lying on the ground. This devil dog is standing behind me. It smelt horrible. His skin was peeling off. Blood was dripping off of him, his skeleton could be seen. It was almost like he was brought back from the dead or something.

I got up and pushed the dog away with my foot. Even though it was on my property and almost broke my arm, I always loved animals. However, it lunged at my leg, and sunk his teeth in. That's when the loving feelings went away. I kicked it away, and it lunged at me again. I hit it out of the air with my healthy arm. It flew down to and went through the ground. At first I thought my eyes deceived me. But when that mutt crawled back out like a shadow, I ran for my life. I ran for a few blocks before running into this kid.

He had this funny look on his face; he limped up almost like his leg was hurt. "Sorry mister, have you seen this...dead dog anywhere?" he asked almost if he was afraid of how I would respond.

"Dead dog?" he nodded yes, "You mean the F****** dead dog that's been trying to rip my head off!"

He was surprised by my reaction, heck, almost I was. My blood pressure was through the roof now. Tears started to run down my eyes again. "I'm sorry sir; I didn't know the powers would do that to him."

"You...you did that?"

"Yes...and I'm sorry..."

"Sorry? Are you kidding me? You're just another one of those crazy people who has powers...and now, you and your kind are ruining my life!"

The kid was shocked. He began to back off.

"Your just like the others...I bet there's more too, more that have not been discovered."

Suddenly, my muscles felt stronger, my body felt more invincible. I don't know what happened, but it was the best feeling I've had ever since I met Grace.

Suddenly the zombie dog ran up behind me, I saw it out of the corner of my eye. I turned my body around, and with my fist punctured through the dog. It exploded into a dust. Bones fell to the ground along with blood. It was disgusting, but I think I was the first person to successfully kill a dead creature. The kid was terrified though.

A force of energy transferred from the bones below back into the child, almost has if it was giving back the life he gave it. I was shocked, this kid had powers, but now I did too. The kid ran off, and I was left by myself with a pile of bones behind me. I stood there for a while; my heart rate began to lower, as did my muscles. I had wondered what all that was about, but that wasn't top priority on my mind.

Earlier around 3 pm

I stood at the counter. I still had my trashy clothes on. Damn meteor shower. Sometimes I think the only good thing in my life is Grace. Boy do I love her...If it wasn't for her, I'd think life is lost. She should be here anytime now, after what happened last night between the dark forces, the destruction of my house, and my possessions, it will be nice to see a friendly face.

"Hello?" Those words snapped me out of my trance, it was two young kids. One was handing me a check. The other was just waiting behind him. I heard them mention something about the meteor. I would've asked, but I really don't know how much these children would know. I cashed his check quickly, just wanting to get the day over with. I knew Grace would walk through those doors any minute.

The boys were about to leave the bank when an explosion was triggered at the door. Glass flew everywhere; the two kids flew backwards and hit the floor. One kid hit his head, and looked like he was unconscious.

"Jason!" The one kid yelled, that kind of told me his name. But that wasn't my main concern. When I saw who walked through those doors, I thought I was back in a dream world.

He was all black, he looked strong and powerful, and his face was covered by a shadow of darkness. He had a red stripe that went down his chest and arms. He also had red boots and gloves to go with it. Never thought a crook could color coordinate...or at least care.

"Hello to all!" he exclaimed, "I am the Dark One! And if any of your try to stop me, you're in for a world of pain!"

The other kid dragged Jason behind the desk where I was; I knelt down beside him and checked his pulse, which was normal.

"It's okay, kid, he's fine, stay back here."

"Thanks, Mister, I'm Jake."

"I'm Nicholas, but you can call me..." Suddenly the vault was blasted open. Then it hit me, why am I introducing myself instead of helping? I prop my head over the desk to see Dark One inside the vault where he was sucking the money inside some dark vortex. At least I think, I couldn't really see from my position. Jake stood up, he saw the exit. I knew he was going to make a run for it, I tried to stop him, but before I could, he ran. Started yelling "COPS!" half the way there...least he could've done is waited until he got to the door.

Dark one easily notices and a beam shoots out of his hands and streams onto Jake. Jake is still; unable to move. "It looks like there's more to me than meets the eye." From then on the only thing I could envision him as was Optimus Prime...

He looked just has shocked as everyone else in the bank, he almost stopped for a few seconds, examining Jake.

He pulled his hand back, releasing the beam. "What? Is that all it is? A stop clock?" It didn't do apparently what it wanted him to do; I didn't really want to know either.

Jake got up on his knees though; he looked at his hands, and stuck them out. Dark One mocked him, saying he wants to be like him...but when I saw that beam of pure energy release from his palms. I was officially in dream land. "Whoa..." he said. "The only thing I could even think of was where all these people with powers are coming from...I didn't even worry about Jason to my right or the civilians. I was completely lost in a trance.

Dark One got up from the fall. Jake ran over to him fast, like twice as quickly as Usain Bolt! He knocked him in the chest; Dark One grabbed his face, and threw him into the window. He broke through, and landed on a few people

Dark One heard the cop sirens and ran back inside the vault.

"Nick?" I heard coming from the doorway. It was Grace. For a split-second I was happy to see her, and then, that went away when I realized there was a crazy killer in the bank.

"Nick, what happened, what's going on?" I ran out to her. Jake ran back into the bank like a flash, knocked me down. Grace was standing by the doorway, running over to me. Dark One saw in the corner of his eye. "I said no one escapes!" He shot his beam, Grace stood still in her position, while Dark One continued to load the money...

Jake shot a beam at Him, forcing him to lose his grip on Grace. She fell to the ground, Dark One ran out to Jake, and punched him right in the face. Jake tried to fight back with his laser beam-like attacks, but with no luck hitting him. Dark One grabbed his shirt collar and threw him against the vault wall. He leaned against it. No kid could usually sustain a hit like that. He not only had powers, but he was stronger too. He continued shooting beams at Dark One, missing all his shots...however, they did weaken the bank's wall support...and the roof was collapsing...

Present...

"I know now what I must do..." I slipped on a coat, and took these black goggle-like glasses to cover my face... "I must destroy the other supers..." he continued "Beware evil, for I am the Pickster!"

okay, so I'm a huge comic books fan, even if I've only read a few issues out of what? hundreds and hundreds of comic books....well, this is for me and all you other people who can't afford comics (or just dont have the will to get off your lazy butt to buy or order them - like me :D ) anyway - htmlcomics.com - there is like every comic book ive known of, they are a few issues missing, whether they will update it i dont know..

man i feel like a commercial...

BUT, Spideyfan will be happy to know that i am reading Ultimate Spider-Man (and loving it) i've gotten through 15 issues in two days thanks to internet :) now It's not has fun as reading it out of your hand, but hey its mighty easy and free....just had to get that out.. :D

sorry for the lack of writing, im a little ways through batman and side-effect, hope to have it out soon, but I've been busy lately...(my version of busy at least :P )

what's up? how you all doin? ok this is actually my first normal post in like...forever...I have a headache from gulping down chocolate milk, not only that I've eaten cheese crackers, a popsicle, chips, and juice along with it, within the last hour...I love to eat...yet, Im the skinnest person in the world...go figure! now for some real updates...

Thanks everyone for the responds to my last two story posts, it feels good when your writings are complemented like that, especially from other writers that are so good as well! I am currently working on both teh next batman and side-effect, they should be up in a few days, but if I get too busy, then you might have to wait next week...sometimes i get into i-dont-wanna-write moods haha,

in other news, I just played Madden 10, and won 41-10....making me 4-0 so far with the falcons. just had to brag about that lol

a little other info about me is my favorite band to listen to is SHINEDOWN! I just love their music, I could listen ot them all day, favorite song has changed everytime i hear a new one lol ok im done, talk to you lata!

(Okay, just a few notes before I go on, first, "Batman: Darkest Fears" is up on fanfiction, I had a really fun time writing this, please let me know if you like it. It might take away from some Side-Effect, but with the first episode almost over, It's a good time to start. check it out on the link below!)

(Next...this episode feels wierd to me, Maybe it's because I took a long break before I started writing again or something, but I hope you still like it. Didn't edit it, so beware of mistakes...and finally! I direct you to the song, "Devil went down to Georgia" by the Charlie Daniels Band. I am guessing you've all heard it before...sorry for no link, but It really goes well with the story...hope you can see the resemblance to the quotes throughout the story! Now then, our main events!)

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Batman: Darkest Fears, Issue #1 - Losing Control

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The Devil went down to Georgia; he was looking for a soul to steal...

Sunday, September 7, 2014, 1:53 p.m.

It was the end of the first quarter; the stands were loud as their home team, the Atlanta Falcons, was leading. The stadium was almost filled, only a few seats away from being sold out. Blake and Brandon were both sitting in the front row; so close, you could almost feel like you were in the action.

Brandon was standing up along with the rest of the crowd, while Blake sat down with an empty plate of nachos and a cheese stain on his shirt.

"Come on, Blake! Have some fun."

"Brandon, you know I don't like football."

"Yeah, but at least it will get your mind of off some things."

"You expect me to get my mind of the fact I almost died in a meteor shower, and that I randomly burst into flames yesterday!?"

"Well, no..."

"Forget this; I am going to get me more nachos."

Brandon kind of feels bad for him, but his attention quickly turns back to the game, has the second quarter starts up.

Meanwhile...

A security guard stands by the entrance at the ticket stands. Making sure no one gets in. He sits back into his seat, watching the small screen up in the corner of the wall, when his eye catches something moving in the corner. He quickly looks over, only seeing his own shadow. He looks back over to the TV when he realizes something...it's raining outside, with no sun. And there are no lights behind him, or beside him. He looks back to find the shadow gone, and a normal wall.

Meanwhile...

Blake walks up to the line at the same time as a couple. Blake runs into the guy, both fall back, but nothing big.

"Sorry about that...go ahead." Blake says.

But maybe next time you losers should watch where your going.

The couple is Alice and Hank. Alice thanks him for his generous proposal. But Hank stares at him.

"Excuse me, punk?" Hank says as he approaches Blake.

"What?"

What the heck!

"Hey, maybe it was you who ran into me, so watch where you're going, Kay?!" Hank says forcefully.

Alice grabs his arm, trying to control him.

"Listen I said you could go ahead, I don't know what your problem is!?"

Man I wish this idiot would calm down.

"That's it!"

Hank pushes Blake to the ground; inside, his heart rate begins to rise.

"Hank, stop it!" Alice yells.

Blake's hands start to glow a blue, soon, his hands are engulfed by flames.

I guess that you didn't know it, but I'm a fiddle player too...

Hank steps backwards, keeping Alice behind him, protecting her. People around them begin to run away, or back up as well.

"Nice magic trick." Hank says.

Blake looks at his hands, realizing that he actually does have some curse on him. People in the stands begin to notice the commotion, and though the game continues on, less and less people are paying attention to it.

Hank slowly walks toward Blake, who is on his knees.

"I see you were affected by the meteors as well, huh kid?"

Blake looks up, lifts his hand up, "Stay back!" he yells. A blast of fire shoots from his hands, and blasts on the ceiling above the food stands, which is actually ground up above.

Hank barely dodged the fire, and walks toward Blake again, as Blake crawls backwards on his hands.

"So that's the way you want to play."

"What no, I just..." Blake says.

The fire from his hands melts the ground has he crawls back, the heat spreads across parts of the floor, and when it cools, becomes less stable. Hank steps forward and the ground he was standing on collapses along with a pillar holding up the floor above.

Hank and Blake fall down into the locker rooms, followed by a few others who fell from above as well. The collapse grabs everyone's attention. Brandon gets up from his seat quickly and runs over to the snack area.

Smoke and dust is scattered around the area, people begin to leave their seats to check out the commotion. Even the football game is stalled as security guards check it out as well.

Hank gets to his feet, Alice looks down from above. Hank grabs Blake by the collar, about ready to punch the daylights out of him, until he feels a burn on his chest. He screams of pain.

He drops Blake, who stands up, and steps backwards, trying to calm the pain. Blake's face looks determined, in his mind, "bring it on, b1tch."

The boy said my name's Johnny and it might be a sin, but I'll take your bet your gonna regret, 'cause I'm the best there's ever been.

Hanks reads Blake's mind and lunges toward Blake. While up above watching is crowds of people, one of them is wearing a dark black shirt, pants, jacket, and even sunglasses. Zane smiled as he watched the fight down below.

Brandon pushes his way through the crowd; he stands next to Alice now, as they both look down. Hank now has Blake pinned down to the ground, he punches with his right hand, then his left. He kept striking Blake to the point where he didn't have the energy to even try to fight back.

Brandon couldn't stand it any longer, He took a cup of soda that a random person was holding, and threw it down on top of Hank. The drink spilled all over him, and distracted him. He looks upward with an angry face. Blake then grabs his collar, and plows his face with his fist, knocking Hank off of him. Blake then gets up and runs out towards the locker room exit.

Alice, however, didn't like Brandon's little attack, and ran him against the wall.

"Wow, I've never had a girl come onto me like this before." Brandon says.

Alive grunts at the comment, and throws him toward the hole in the ground. He tries to keep his balance, but Alice pushes him in. as he falls, he grabs onto Alice's shirt, which pulls her into the locker room as well.

"EWW EW EW EW EW" Alice yells, "Sweaty, smelly boy's locker room!"

"No need to make a fuss about it" Brandon says.

Alice gets up, and as her heart rate rises, her mind begins to go berserk. She grabs her head and moans in pain. She falls to her knees. Brandon doesn't know whether to help her or not. He walks over to her, and tries to help her up, but she knocks him away with a powerful punch. He slams into the lockers making a mess along the wall.

"Sorry kiddo, but She-Devil is in control now!" She looks up toward the ceiling, cops have surrounded the area now; Zane had left the crowd though. "Attack!" she yelled. Brandon began to come back to earth, when he sees her shouting commands out to the ceiling. At first he thought she was crazy, until cops began to jump down pointing their guns at him.

"Freeze!" one cop said.

"Oh crap!" He quickly jumped up from the lockers on the floor, and ran out onto the field where Blake and Hank we're fighting it out.

Johnny rosin up your bow and play your fiddle hard, 'cause hell's broke loose in Georgia and the (she) devil deals the cards, and if you win you get this shiny fiddle made of gold, but if you lose the devil gets your soul.

Blake and Hank fought on the huge 120 yards of turf. All the players were escorted from the stadium; the police that weren't under She-Devil's control were trying to control the crowds of people wanting to watch the fight.

"I don't know what your freakin problem is" Blake dodges a punch, and then throws a fireball, burning the turf. Hank rolls to the right, "But you're really making me mad!"

Brandon ran out onto the field. He had never seen Blake so vicious. He was always quiet and calm, not even a crazy lunatic trying to kill him would send him over the edge.

"Blake!" Brandon yells. Blake turns his head to see Brandon running towards him. He loses focus, and Hank's foot lands right in his face. Blake falls to the ground, Brandon then runs toward Hank. Brandon then realizes he is running in the air, and he can't stop. Hank had lifted Brandon's body with his telekinesis. Brandon continued moving until he landed in the stands in the fourth row. He landed in an awkward position on the seats, and began to lose consciousness.

Zane then appeared next to him, sitting down in the seat. "Looks like I'm not the only person with powers. Who would've thought your best friend would have them too?" Brandon was too weak to respond after the lockers and then the stands.

"Time to show these losers how it's really done"

Zane fades back into the stands, nowhere to be found.

She-Devil, meanwhile, walks out of the locker room with at least five cops following her.

Then he pulled the bow across the strings, and it made an evil hiss and a band of demons joined in and it sounded something like this...

Blake sweeps his legs across Hank's knocking him to the ground. His hands flame up even more. It was now up to his shoulders, his sleeves we're burnt off now. He grabs Hank's back collar, the shirt begins to smolder. He is about to burn him to death until the cops start shooting.

Blake puts his arms up as shields. The bullets melt as they hit his arms.

"Sweet...my turn!"

He kneels down, and folds in his arms. He then sweeps them out and a wave of fire engulfs anyone in it's path. The cops all fall to the ground, burning to death. She-Devil happened to jump out of the way, and Hank was lucky enough to be on the ground.

All was quiet all of a sudden after the cops had finally burnt to death. She-Devil stood strong in front of her dead mind-controlled army. Blake felt weak though. He looked around to the destruction that he had created. The smell of fire and brimstone filled the air. He looked up to the She-Devil, who had never looked so angry.

Hank started to get up, and Brandon started coming back to conscience again. Everything seemed peaceful, until hundreds of men stood around the stadium, holding their guns toward them. The lasers from the laser sight pointed right in the center of the field where everyone was. Brandon saw this, and quickly ran up the stairs.

Blake, Hank, and She-Devil stuck their hands up.

"Come on, Wildfire; send another wave out before we die!"

"I can't..."

She-Devil rolled he eyes.

A loud speaker phone came from the leader of the SWAT team. "Lie down on the ground, and puts your hands on your head!"

They started to go down when the sound of death came to their ears. They looked around, and every single SWAT member in the room was screaming in pain. Brandon decided to head back down.

"What the hell?" Blake said.

All of them fall to the ground, no one alive. "I don't understand..."

"I do!" Brandon said as he ran out onto the field, "It's Zane." He said with disgust in his voice."

"Yes, yes, we all know it was me..." a voice came out from the ground. His body soon phased upward. "What? A guy can't get rid of a little extra meteor energy?"

"Meteor energy?" Blake asked

"Please Blake, you're an A student, don't tell me you don't know what meteor energy is."

"I don't know who this guy is, but I've known him for thirty seconds, and all ready, I hate him." She-Devil said.

"Oh! Feisty!" Zane said!

She-Devil then concentrated on Zane's mind, Zane just smiled through the process. Alice's suddenly to the ground. "Sorry, no room for second rate supers." Zane said. He faded back through the ground, leaving the four of them inside the dome with parts of the stands torn up and half the field burnt. But Zane left them wondering, what will come next...

Johnny said, Devil just come on back if you ever wanna try again, I done told you once you son of a B1tch, I'm the best there's ever been