[ WP ] You live in a world where people receive a super power based on or related to the opposite of their greatest fear .

Everyone had a power. 
 
 Everyone. 
 
 Some who were afraid of being weak had strength. 
 
 Others were afraid of falling and could fly. 
 
 Falling did n't bother Him. His strength, or lack of it did n't concern him. 
 
 He lived a care free. As a child, always curious. That big spider his Grandmother squealed at? A new pet. Well, until she killed it with a broom. 
 
 
 His parents had died when he was very young. In a car crash of all things. The mother had always been worried about being ugly and unattractive. So she could charm anyone for a short period. His dad had been afraid of wide open spaces. His power was surrounding himself in fog. 
 
 A fog patch suddenly appearing on a bright sunny day must have confused the truck drive. I'm not sure what went through his head, but I know his head went through the windscreen. 
 
 Just his head. The boy stared at it for 8 hours before the firemen him me out of the car. 
 7 hours of hearing his mum call his dads name over and over. Sobbing, knowing her husband was dead beside her and her son dead behind her. 
 It was 2 years before his jaw healed enough to talk. 
 
 Off he went to live with granny on her farm. The greatest cook on the planet in his eyes. That was her power. Keeping everyone happy and full. It helped. 
 
 After a time, he went off to University, got a job and never came home. Life got in the way. He meant to visit. He should have called. Always `` next week I'll go surprise her'' 
 
 Grans last days must have been hard. She fell and broke her hips. 6 days they say she clung on, unable to reach the phone, surviving on the dogs food and water. All her friends had passed years before. Her only relative too busy to call. 
 
 25 years old. With no relatives, no real friends. No luck with love. 
 
 Eventually he had tests done to see what his power might be. Some people had powers so mundane they barely registered on the machines. But everyone registered, everyone had something. 
 
 The results registered off the charts. They feared him. Locked him in a room for 70 years and did tests 
 
 But now as he grow feeble and weak, isolated. His biggest fear is realised. But he has always known this fear. 
 
 A glow starts deep in the chest, slowly it expands filling the room. Alarms in the facility ring out as the staff run. But there is nowhere to run. 
 
 Back in the room a grim smile crosses the old mans face. 
 
 He knows what his biggest fear is. 
 
 To die alone.
