[ WP ] You are thrown into a hunger games like situation , only this time everyone has superpowers . Your power however ? The power to cook minute noodles in under a minute .

Finn stared at the pot as its contents sizzled and popped. 
 
 His body was void of movement, even as a steady stream of grey smoke began to rise. Behind the smoke, Finn's left eye made a slight twitch. The movement had nothing to do with irritation from the smoke wafting into his face, though. Smoke was something that Finn could deal with. He had grudgingly dealt with it ever since the games. What he had trouble dealing with, though, was the visions. 
 
 As the smoke continued to accumulate, Finn closed his eyes. He saw young adults, children even, with carbon scored necks and third degree burnt faces... But the worst was the charred eye sockets. Finn heard screams of agony and the sizzling and popping of his enemies. His victims. A flash of standard store brand noodles popped into his vision. God, the noodles. 
 
 Finn shuddered and opened his eyes. 
 
 A voice shattered the silence. 
 
 `` HEY GUY, maybe I'll take my business to the McDonalds down the road, huh? I just wanted a bowl of noodles, Jesus. Awful service.'' 
 
 The ringing bell of the exit door echoed in the silence, but was soon drowned out by the ever constant sizzling and popping of the pot held in Finn's palm. 
 
 This was the third customer this week. 
 
 Finn set the pot onto the cool stove, and his `` Noodles & Co.'' Hat onto the counter. Punching the clock, Finn trudged out of the front door. After what he had experienced all those years ago... those games. At this moment he understood, as he had many times before, that he would never see the beauty in life again. Although he had been crowned the `` victor'' he would forever have lost. Winning was far worse than losing, especially with the voices he heard. 
 
 These voices had not left him since he stood there, alone and victorious in the arena. Finn did n't hear words from these voices, just familiar noises. They meant far more than words could ever dictate. 
 
 As Finn dropped to his knees, now in the middle of the `` Noodles & Co.'' parking lot, his empty eyes stared at the sunset. The beautiful ambient noise of the city life was forever mute though. Instead, as Finn stared to sky, he heard the sizzle and pop of the pot, even though he had left it in the restaurant 30 meters back.
