Reminiscing (Open)

Jason was standing atop a building, one of the only buildings that was still standing. 'Hard to believe this once indestructible city is now a freakin' Parking Lot...' He thought to himself. He jogged over to the edge of the building, and began climbing down, jumping from window sill to window sill, his foot slipped once, however, but he managed to maintain his grip. Once his feet touched the ground, he looked at a bent street sign. "This is the place...." He said to himself. He had found the street where he had grown up, after escaping his father. He walked down the street, looking around, snapping his fingers, generating a small spark of electricity in them. It was one of the many things that provided him entertainment.

Numerous days have pushed themselves into Nate's life and he has been trying to pass them by releasing unfavored memories. This was another day and he did not like it seeing how everything he has done today is being pointless right now. Walking along in this city he could not get all the blaring horns out of his thoughts. People were so stupid he could not comprehend how they did not like each other for being equal. It was usually I'm going to work so move it, or god damn this guy cut me off. It was the same thing day in and day out. he would put a stop to it and take away their lives, but then it would be to much on his hands. It would be over baring work to fix them. If they just accepted his rule everything would be fine and only a minor of people would be slaughtered for his fun.

He walked down the street as he seen a kid no less. A mere human or meta since he could see the electricity flow coming from his fingers every time he snapped. He walked up in the opposite way of the guy cutting off his path. You.. Hmm human get on your knees when I walk in front of you. Don't you have any loyalty or even respect for your own life. I am higher up than you so I expect you to get down and beg that I don't cleave your head off just from the sight.

He looked at the boy as he waited for him to humbly get down on his knees and bow to beg forgiveness. Most time people would say piss off and with a snap of his hands it would be off go their head. He wanted to see if these meta people were any smarter to get down when told to.

He raised an eyebrow at this kid, telling him to get down on his knees. He really wasn't in the mood to be messed with, not after seeing his home street torn apart. "Look, I dunno what your problem is, but I don't have time to deal with you right now." He said as he just walked right past him.

Who was this guy, and who did he think he is? He didn't look that important....

This was pointless to talk to a lesser being and to simply walk past him was disrespectful. Did he not know the presence of power when it was right in front of him. Unleashing some force darkness overwhelm the place shading out the streets and making corners pitch black. How dare he disrespect a higher up. He turned towards a shadow and walked through stepping foot out in front of the man.

Now get on your knees and beg for me to spare your life. A dark aura rose from different parts of his body. It looked like a high amount of steam except it was as black as night. He stepped forward placing his hand up making the darkness surround the guy but he was not going to kill him yet. He wanted to see if a rat would squeal for his life. He might be generous and give it to him or be a Tyrant and take it from him if he made another mistake. Regretting he was in this low life human form he could understand why no one would fear him off the bat.

Nate would hope that he did not have to kill an underling that was at least higher than the regular humans, but he would do it if it struck fear in others. He was getting ready to kill him for he grw impatient. Now what would this imbecile choose his life or death.

'Woah....freaky....' He thought as the Darkness emerged. He merely smirked. "If it's a fight you want, it's a fight you've got!" He balled his fists. "Let's go, freak!" His fists began to spark with electricity, some of the tiny bolts spreading up his arm, and then disappering.

"Y'know, they don't call me 'The Surge' for nothing!"

He spun around on his feet, doing a 180 degree turn, opening his hands and sending a wave of electricity towards his foe.

What a dumb ass. He could have easily walked away with his life in his hands, but he choose to disobey a command and get himself killed. He twirled around like a little girl and threw his hands up like a pop video on Youtube. Was this guy serious; serious enough to recopy lame crap. Nate knew this was all stupid, but he was only intrigued by one thing. That was the giant energy what ever coming at him. Since he already had his dark energy laying around might as well use it. He pulled it in front of himself creating a wall of darkness. He even went as far to make it look like a brick wall for more visual.

The attack was useless and it was now his turn. Well you never actually choose turns, but he figured he'd attack now. He raised his hand forming a shroud of darkness like clouds blocking out the sun. The area grew dark, but was still see able. And this would help him with his other abilities. Getting them ready for future events would not hurt. Looking at the guy he felt as if the fight could be fun. take off a finger or a limb at a time would not hurt.

He held up two fingers and a small shroud cooperated with his movements. It turned into a small blade with no hilt nor handle. He pointed forth and the black blade flew for the guy's pinky trying to sever it. Yep for him torture was fun and for the others not so much.