[ WP ] In a world of superpowered beings , you 're the only powerless human . One day you wake up and fine every single person is terrified of you .

The supers had kidnapped me in my sleep. That much was obvious. The how was the interesting part. I did n't even wake up during the move and here I was in the most luxurious amd comfortable room I'd ever seen. Hell, even the pillows in the huge king size bed were the right range of firmness. There was a soda fountain and a snack bar and the walls were soft, plush velvet. 
 
 That did n't make me feel any better, as Master Mind and Brute Force were in the room, watching me wake up. As the only person in the entire world who did n't have super powers, I was used to people laughing at me, mocking me. Hell, I'd even come to expect scientific curiosity. But what I saw on their faces was different. It was something I had never seen in someone else but knew the feeling by heart. It was worry. 
 
 I threw the covers off the bed and stood, stumbling slightly in my haste to get up. Brute was immediately by my side, ensuring I did n't trip and holding me like you would hold a baby. Or like you'd hold an armed grenade, if you didnt have the physical endurance of 32.5 me's. 
 
 `` What's going on? Where is this? Where am I?'' I asked them. I looked down. `` Where... where are my normal pajamas?'' These silver cloth PJs were definitely not mine. 
 
 `` Calm down, Paul,'' Master Mind warned me. `` We do n't want to get your heart rate up. Stay calm, breathe evenly. And be more careful, we would n't want you getting hurt.'' 
 
 `` Was that a threat, Master Mind? Are you going to have Brute Force here break my arms? What did I do to deserve this from two of the world's most revered heroes?'' 
 
 `` Oh no! By no means... no, we've got you here because you need protecting. For everyone's sake.'' 
 
 `` What are you talking about?'' 
 
 Master Mind sighed, rubbing his temples. He walked to a plush, red velvelt chair and sat, scrubbing his face with his hands. `` Do you feel any different? Did something happen to you recently?'' 
 
 Ah, my old friend worry. I felt it creeping in, at the back of my mind, like sand filling a hole left in the beach after attempting to dig a moat. Unless you were Sandman, who won the yearly sand castle competitions. 
 
 `` Nooo... why? Do I look funny? I do n't feel super strong or anything.'' Beside me, Brute Force silently shook his head, backing away from me. 
 
 `` Miss Fortune? You may come in now,'' Master Mind called out. One of the velvet walls swung open and a woman walked in, a super who I had never heard of. Weird. Why would two of the best heroes in the world be working with a nobody? And why was that door hidden until just now? And why was there no door handle on the inside? And here comes worries friend, fear. 
 
 Miss Fortune... was extreme. It was hard to desrcibe what she looked like, other than saying she looked like one of the two extremes. Upon first look, she was a hag, a crone, a wizened old woman, hideous and with shadows where her teeth were. But she walkdd upright and proud and when the lights fell on her, her teeth glinted and her full lips framed a beautiful smile and she waa literally the most beautiful woman you'd ever seen, until she walked back into the shadows. It was disorienting, to say the leaat. She walked to the wall and sit in the shadows, her dark hooded eyes watching me. 
 
 Master Mind cleared his throat. `` Miss Fortune, would you please explain the circumstances for Mr. Paul here?'' 
 
 Out of that wizened old face, a sound like honeyed wine flowed. `` You're not super. You're a plauge now. You're a villain with no end, a hero with no counter. And no one knows why.'' 
 
 `` Uuuhhh.. what?'' 
 
 Master Mind sighed. `` You musy bear with us. Miss Fortune is a seer. The most powerful one there is. As such, there are prices to pay for her visions. She has trouble being concise. It's not an effect of her power, it's just her personal choice. Is n't that right, Miss?'' 
 
 `` Fuck you.'' 
 
 `` That's about right. Just get to the point please. Some of us are on very tight dea... schedules.'' 
 
 I glanced at Master Mind. `` You were about to say deadlines. Why did n't you say deadlines?'' 
 
 `` Because,'' Miss Fortune piped in, `` that would be in terrible taste. I had a vision, and before you ask, all my visions come true. They might not make a lot of sense sometimes and sometimes I only see bits and pieces, but the less I see, the more certain I am of it. And I only saw one thing regarding you, Paul. I do n't know how and I do n't know why... but the second you die, every super loses their powers.'' 
 
 Silence. Absolute. Nobody spoke and whatever was outside the room was absorbed by the thick walls and the velvet on absolutely everything. 
 
 I broke first. `` What?'' 
 
 Brute Force chuckled, a raw, rasping noise. He looked like he wanted to smash something, break something, but he alao knew that certain problems required more delicacy than he knew how to use. 
 
 `` You heard the lady, Paul. If you die, we lose everything.'' 
 
 `` But how? I'm not immortal. And I'm weak. I'm the Inferior. Everyone knows that I do n't do anything. The second I trip and hurt my head or get old and die, what then?'' 
 
 `` No one knows. Miss Fortune could n't get us more detail than that. But that's about as precise as her visions come. No ifs or buts about it. And just like that, you're the most important person in the known universe.'' 
 
 `` And what if someone, like one of the League of International Momentous Evildoers decide to come after me? What if they find out?'' 
 
 `` You do n't understand, Paul. This is n't about good and evil. This is about the fabric of reality as we know it. They know. They've got Destructor and Collosus outside this facility right now. They're protecting you too.'' 
 
 `` The League? What about'' 
 
 `` Yes,'' Master Mind cut me off. `` The Guild, Headquarters, and the Clandestine all know too. Every major villain group, along with all major hero guilds, have sent representatives to make sure nothing happens to you. This is n't about good vs. evil anymore, Paul. This is survival.'' 
 
 Realization trickled into my brain. `` This is a prison, is n't it. A cushy one but a prison nonetheless.'' 
 
 `` Yyess...'' Master Mind begrudged. `` But do n't think of it that way, think of it as a safe house.'' 
 
 `` That I can never leave?'' 
 
 Master Mind rubbed his face again. `` Yeah. That you can never leave.'' 
 
 I sank onto the bed, dread filling my thoughts. And then, inside it all, a spark. `` And if I refuse? If I threaten to walk out of here now?'' 
 
 Brute Force raised an eyebrow. Master Mind locked eyes with me. Miss Fortune did n't move. `` In that case,'' Master Mind said, his voice a low hum that filled the silence, `` then we will stop you.'' 
 
 I laughed. `` At what threat? Breaking ny legs? Encapsulating me in a space bubble? No one has mastery over time. That's been proven; anyone who did would be executed immediately by international convention. And if you lock me in here, well goodness knows, I could trip and hurt myself or I could refuse to eat. Hell, I've heard that thousands of years ago, monks used to literally starve themselves to death.'' 
 
 Master Mind stood, looming over me. `` You do n't have that much control over yourself. Do n't make this more difficult than it needs to be.'' 
 
 I laughed again, deeper this time, trying my hand at a true, hearty laugh that I couls be remembered by. `` Try and stop me. I dare you. And from now on, know this. I'm no longer Paul.'' 
 
 I stood at the open doorway, hands on my hips, gleaming in silver pajamas. 
 
 `` I am Cataclysm.''
