[ WP ] You possess an ability to turn off one or more of your senses to heighten the others . Today is the day you make a mistake .

Something they do n't tell you about superpowers, they blow. 
 
 If you ever find a magic lamp, for fucks sake, do n't wish for Superman's powers. That bundle also comes with dead parents, both adoptive and genetic. 
 
 But let's get to me. 
 
 My power is enhanced senses. Pretty low level. The government describes sense-oriented powers as street tier with possible application in the intelligence community. Threat level two to four. I was n't that happy with my score, I was certain if I tried hard enough I could totally obtain nuclear launch codes or some cliché bad guy thing if I lived up to my full potential. 
 
 But I did n't want to do any of that, so maybe they factor that into your threat level too. 
 
 Anyway I guess my worst experience thus far was going to the county fair. As far as I knew, I was the only powered person in my friend group, because despite what the media might tell you, we supers do n't grow on trees. 
 
 We did the classic teenager shit, I made fun of David because he was fat, he shot back that I was dumb. Everybody was grinning with the notable exception being Lisa and Drew whom were making out behind the wack-a-mole machine. 
 
 We did all the rides, David reluctantly holding our shit near a bench, claiming that paying to get thrown around in a metal machine that was built last week and rested on wooden blocks was the most nonsensical thing he's ever heard. 
 
 `` Pussy.'' Drew said, snickering. `` What is something that Drew will never get from Lisa'' David said in mock TV host fashion. I laughed at Drew's scowl. 
 
 Mac, not wanting to 3rd wheel Drew and Lisa took a seat next to me on the Ferris wheel. The five of us sometimes became the three of us when Drew and Lisa were with each other. 
 
 We heard a faint yell from towards the Whirl-A-Bout. 
 `` Good thing we rode that before some kid caked it in regurgitated churros.'' He said in a detached tone. I shrugged, looking down at the fair. Noticing a lot of people had gone, my eyebrows furrowed as I canceled my taste in favor of better eyesight, noticing that all the security was gone. `` Fuckin' Rent-A-Cops bailed.'' I muttered to Mac. 
 
 Mac made a face. `` I think we should bail too, something does n't feel right.'' 
 
 We finally got down from the Ferris Wheel. Dismounting, I saw what Mac meant. The Ferris Wheel Operator had left too, the ride was on auto. 
 
 I smelled smoke. I looked to Lisa to see if she lit a cig. But she was just telling Drew off about something. Mac grabbed my shoulder, pointing to a plume of grey smoke rising from the other side of the fair. 
 
 `` Fuck, let's book it.'' I said, turning to everyone. 
 
 `` Somebody text David'' Drew said, fear creeping into his voice. `` We ca n't.'' Lisa said with a frown. `` He has all of our shit.'' 
 
 We heard yells of increasing volume. 
 
 `` To hell with that, just get out of here.'' Mac said, looking around the increasingly frightening scene. He pointed towards the fence that some kids used to hop to avoid paying. Lisa went first, Drew closely behind. I went over next. 
 
 Mac bit his lip. That was his tell that he was about to do something retarded. 
 
 `` Mac do n't you fucking dare pull some wacky shit.'' Drew said accusingly, poking Mac in the chest through a hole in the fence. 
 
 Mac flashed a sad smile. He touched the fence dramatically. Sparks flew off of his hands. `` Too late'' he said, almost mournfully. 
 He turned and sprinted towards the inferno. 
 
 Drew ran against the fence, grabbing it and immediately recoiling. 
 
 `` Fuck!'' Drew shouted, turning towards me and Lisa. 
 
 It all hit us at the same time. 
 
 Turns out I'm not the only super in the group. 
 
 I shut off my vision, feeling, and taste. Upped my hearing. It was heard to make something out of the roaring fire. I shut off smell too. Listening for Mac. 
 
 Did n't work. 
 
 I shut everything off except feeling. I could feel the columns of flame. I could also feel Mac. He was saving people, zapping passed out people awake and pointing to exits. I cursed myself for having nothing more than a power which only helped me watch. 
 
 He saved 4 more people before running back to the fence. 
 
 I restored my senses, looking quizzically at Drew's angry face before realizing he must've been trying to talk to me when I had hearing canceled out. 
 
 Mac was almost here. It did n't occur to me that somebody was chasing him. He grabbed the edges of the fence before realizing there was n't enough distance between him and his pursuer. I wondered why he was running from some normie who could just be zapped. 
 
 That was of course until I saw the stranger holding a ball of pure, white hot fire. 
 
 `` The fire was n't an accident'' Drew said, grimly, voicing my thoughts. 
 
 Drew told Lisa to run. He told me to go with her. 
 
 `` What the fuck are you gon na do? The fence has still got a million volts running through it.'' I yelled. 
 
 `` I'm gon na help him over this fence when he kicks this flamelicked asshole's teeth in.'' Drew said, his voice sounding much more confident than he looked. 
 
 I turned, grabbed Lisa's hand, and ran. 
 
 Once we were two blocks away. I told Lisa to stay close to me before I shut off my senses except hearing. 
 
 The fight was n't going well. Mac bobbed back and forth between flames, each time I heard him cry out a little, he was probably singed from head to toe. 
 
 Then the fire stopped for a second 
 
 Then two seconds. Then three and then four and then five. 
 
 And then all I heard was a massive whoosh. 
 
 I listened desperate for Mac, relieved when I heard his breathing. 
 
 The flaming faggot had missed with a fireball the size of a small sumo wrestler. 
 
 I switched to feeling and realized that he had blown a hole in the fence. I felt the air around Drew move. He was running in. 
 
 He grabbed Mac and they hauled ass for the hole in the fence. 
 
 They were so fucking close. 
 
 Flames chased them and eventually overcame them. 
 
 I felt the air vibrate with their screams. 
 
 Then I felt something else, something I've only felt once. 
 
 The air around Drew hummed. 
 
 Then I recognized the feel. It's what I felt when I got my powers. 
 
 Drew turned. 
 
 Desperately, I switched my senses to hearing. Something that I truly regret. 
 
 Because I heard what happened to the stranger. Every bone in both of his legs made a sound like nails on chalkboard. I heard every single microfracture in his bones. What followed sounded more animal than human. His scream pierced the night amidst the sirens and the fire. Then I heard the air around Drew's fist shift, and I heard the strangers neck snap. This one was n't a lot of tiny cracks, just one decisive movement. Then Drew collapsed alongside Mac. 
 
 I sat in a hospital bed. Apparently I had sprained my ankle hopping the fence. That seemed like a million years ago. 
 
 I looked at the ceiling numbly. 
 
 That will never happen again. I'm never going to stand idle. I'm going to become something different. 
 
 Something that makes the government change the maximum threat level for sense-oriented people. 
 
 
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