Can you hear it? (Open)

Today was the perfect day for him to sit out in the sun and play his guitar. The streets of New York were always too busy with chores of life to pay any attention to what was going on around them. Yet today was something different for Cristopher; he had gotten out of school early and had nothing else to do, so he figured that he would sit on the corner and play his guitar and earn a few extra bucks.

"The beat flows through my hands into this instrument that plays what I feel."

He sat down on the corner against a coffee shop taking his guitar off his back slowly. Sometimes people looked at him funny not because he played a guitar, but because he had black and teal hair. He was sometimes offended when they pointed at him in disgust, but he just shook it off and did what he did best. When he took the guitar out his hands it felt light, more different than before. As he held the guitar he felt a rush of energy just surge through his veins making him feel alive and renewed.

"Lets tune up, babe."

He plucked the string once, then twice as he did so he could feel the song coming together in his head. Cris never understood why he could put a song together in mere minutes but just took it as a good sign and continued following it. As he looked around him he could see people starting to stop and see would he was about to do. Only if they knew they would have kept walking and never stopped to be noisy, but now they were about to witness a show.

"I love you..."

Cristopher slowly began to play the melody after uttering those words. He could hear a few snickers through the crowd but that did not phase him at all; he continued played the rest of the song and start inserting words were he thought they would fit in at. Each note that he played felt like a shot of adrenaline flowing through his blood stream making him get more into the song each second it continued on.

"There is no words to describe how I feel.."

"I thought the lecture provided quite the enlightened view on the non destructive aspect of thermo-nuclear physics. Yes you would gather that. How is it that you manage to miss the positive applications of science every time? Well that's a philosophy question!"

Todd talked into his phone as he walked through the streets of New York. His phone was off, but this was easier than having to explain that he was talking to an alien energy being that had fused to him as a baby and developed a consciousnesses in his mind. While Monster (as Todd called him) was less than ideal as a life coach, it was nice to converse with a fellow genius on a regular basis. At least it was stimulating, and he could shut Monster up at any time. It wasn't long before he found a reason to do so, as he came across a clearly talented performer. He began listening intently and joined the small crowd.

As he was approaching the end of the song, he wanted to keep on going. The crowd was in tune with him and he was giving them what they wanted. Good old fashion quality music something that was not common these days. Even though he was 17 he loved playing old time music, it was pure and not filled with dirty words every other line.

"Hear the melody of love surge through your ears."

He stood on his feet and began to play a little bit harder now; he had to be careful though or he could send a shockwave through the crowd that would knock them all back. As he played his heart out something caught his attention. It was a series of screams and the crowd must have noticed it as well. He stopped playing his music and made his way through the crowd trying to see where it came from.

"Interesting.."

There it was the series of screams again, but this time he saw from where they were coming from. A bunch of firetrucks and fireman standing in front of a burning building trying to put the fire out. Nobody would be screaming unless they were trapped inside of the building which was bad. What could he do? He had never used his powers before in the public.

The simple, elegant chords were interrupted by a much more dissonant chorus. Todd turned and identified the source as helpless people trapped inside of a burning building.

"Nice day for a bonfire" Monster thought happily, as if the notion soothed him. Todd was filled with disgust and once again put up his mental filter.

Those fireman, at that rate of combustion the integrity of the building won't last." He thought frantically. "They'll never save those people in time.

He was too smart to wonder if this was "the reason he had his powers". He had his powers because of some freak, chaotic event. He focused on the facts, these people can die now, or he could save them. He looked around; no other heroes seemed to be springing into action. He had only recently began exploring his powers, and only in the lab setting. If it was up to him, he would have picked a safer field test, but facts were facts. He wouldn't sleep well tonight unless these people survived. He stepped into the shadows, obscuring the way light and energy behaved around him. He shot back out the alley as Shadowraith, riding a menacing shadow construct motorcycle.