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"...s where you want to be?" Cracked vinyl stuck to the back of his thighs, peeling away with a wet sound every single time the cab hit a pothole. “Kid?” Which, considering they were heading into the Narrows, meant that ugly little noise was pretty much its own soundtrack. “Kid!” “Huh?” Chance blink

"...hey b-boss." His tongue fought him, a stutter forcing its way into his jaw as fear made his heart jump. Man up, bro. People respect strength. Sure, people did, but Chance didn’t really think the odds were good that someone who had already slapped him around was gonna have all that much respect a

Flash Grenade [Common Ability] The fuck do I need a flashbang for? One green eye twitched at himself as the name of the power popped into his head, the awareness of what it could do settling into his bones. The name pretty much said it all. I’m a human bomb right now. I can flash and bang alredy. Fl

(Chapter 3 was getting too long so I split it into 3A and 3B. There will also be a Chapter 4. I have rules about not bogging a chapter down with too many narrative beats to preserve reader attention) The groan slipped out before his eyelids even bothered to seperate. Consciousness came to him like a

MARCH 3RD, 2010 - THREE MONTHS AGO Seventeen years ago today, Anthony Chance Pratt was born. And for sixteen years after that, the world had decided that it was gonna make him feel like shit for it. Strangely enough, he’d hoped that the seventeenth year would somehow be different. Which was… Honestl

Life was simple. Simple didn’t mean good, though. But life was simple and it had some simple rules to it. One of those was that when the chips were down — when the deck was stacked — and you had literally no card worth playing left in your hand, you ended up doing some spectacularly stupid shit. Tha