[ WP ] You live in world where people obtain superpowers based on things that should have killed them .

*The wind whipping my face. Rain pelting my exposed skin like needles. Blinding light. Searing pain. Voices. Pain. Light. Pain. * 
 
 
 *Darkness. * 
 
 
 I came to in a small room that looked like a hospital room furnished by an antiques collector. The weird, too clean smell of hospitals mixed with the musky smell of old furniture in a very disorienting way. My entire body was covered in bandages, several IVs in my arm, sensors and monitors attached everywhere. I cautiously tried to sit up, expecting pain, surprised to feel none. 
 
 `` Good, you're awake. How do you feel?'' 
 
 Startled, I whipped my head around to the doorway where a man stood wearing a well tailored suit. Lightning flashed in the windows. 
 
 `` Who are you? What am I doing here?'' I started rattling off the usual questions one would ask in my situation, but was quieted with a gesture and a smile. Rain began to patter against the windows. 
 
 `` I'm sorry. How rude of me. I'm Jacob. And you were in an... accident. But you're safe now. So I'll ask again, how are you feeling?'' 
 
 `` I'm... what happened to me?'' The wind outside was picking up, whistling through the drafty windows. 
 
 `` Jaina, please calm down I can explain everything.'' 
 
 My palms break out in a sweat and my heart starts to race in my chest. The rain is beating so hard I ca n't hardly hear myself think. *God I hate storms. I wish it'd just stop already. * 
 
 The rain stopped so suddenly my ears rang in the silence. 
 
 Jacob smiled slightly. I stared at him, wide-eyed and open-mouthed as he explained. 
 
 `` Jaina, you're aware how the Champions get their powers, yes?'' He did n't wait for my response before continuing. `` And you, my dear, by all rights should be dead.'' 
 
 I picked my jaw off of the floor and tried to remember what happened. 
 
 `` I... I was on a boat. I was on a sailboat. I got caught in a storm. What happened?'' 
 
 Jacob walked acrosd the room to a small bar in the corner and pulled two glasses. `` You got the gist of it, really. It's hard to say exactly what happened, but when we found you, you were covered in burns from head to toe, floating in the harbor. I'll let you connect those dots.'' He handed me a glass, two fingers of what smelled like whiskey. I held my hand up and shook my head. `` No thanks, I do n't drink.'' He gave me the look everyone does when they hear that line, then shrugged and poured the contents of my glass into his, then promptly downed it. 
 
 `` Well then, Jaina, I guess the formalities are over with. So, welcome to the Clubhouse, you're our newest Champion.'' 
 
 Thunder rumbled outside.
