[ WP ] You and two friends can now use telekinesis , fly and are indestructible . What happened the first hour , the first week and the first year ?

Alex giggled, almost deliriously. It might have been the nerves, or the fact that he floated thousands of feet above the surface. He did n't find anything particularly *funny. * He was just about to beat up some bad guys for the first time. 
 
 Far below, he saw the robbers exit the jewelry store. He pulled out his walkie-talkie. 
 
 `` Rosebuds have bloomed,'' he said, using the code Kenny had come up with. 
 
 `` Tigers on the prowl,'' Kenny replied. 
 
 `` This code is stupid, ten-four.'' 
 
 `` Fuck off!'' 
 
 Alex chucked the walkie-talkie over his shoulder and began plummeting to the ground. His stomach dropped. Alex pushed himself to fall faster. *Better than any roller coaster, * he thought. 
 
 Right before he hit the ground, he swooped. The robbers were n't expecting a man travelling the speed of a bullet to swoop in and tackle them. That was the plan, at least. Instead, Alex blacked out from the sudden change in direction. He managed to control himself enough to crash into a dumpster in an alleyway. Still hurt like *hell. * 
 
 From his poor vantage point, he saw a car fly by. That would be Kenny. Somebody screamed. That would be Maya. Alex heard gunshots. He winced, both at the idea that his friends were being shot at and the immense pain he felt. 
 
 ***** 
 
 [ **One Month Later** ] ( # sc ) 
 
 That first day had not gone so well. The robbers got away. Kenny had dropped a car on Maya by accident, and Maya had received the brunt of the gunfire. Good thing she was indestructible. 
 
 Things greatly improved since then. They acquired a police scanner. Alex was relegated to lookout most of the time, since he was still recovering from his extreme dumpster dive. It proved to be one hell of an accident to explain away. 
 
 Alex hung in the air above an abandoned automotive factory now, listening to the wire Kenny had with an earpiece. He heard a door open, and then a man speaking with an ominous tone. 
 
 `` Ah, the Mentalist,'' the man said, `` So nice of you to join us.'' 
 
 Gunfire. Shit — these guys were n't supposed to have guns. 
 
 Alex floated down to the ground and power-walked into the factory. Kenny, in his blue suit, was crouching, several car doors forming a shield and deflecting bullets in front of him. Four men unloaded gunfire on him. The door closed behind Alex, a bit louder than he expected. 
 
 The men turned to look at Alex. Alex shot into the air before they could get off any shots on him. He was getting better at resisting g-forces, but he knew it could not be good for his injuries. He swooped above the factory's lights, into the dark rafters where the men would have a hard time seeing him. He regretted choosing red as his suit color. 
 
 The men sprayed into the ceiling. Bullets whizzed by Alex. He flew behind a support column to get himself some cover. Every time a bullet *zing*ed by, he cowered a bit. 
 
 The men screamed. The gunfire stopped, replaced by loud crashes. Alex peeked down at the factory floor to see Kenny taking advantage of Alex's distraction, unloading car doors on the men like over-sized shurikens. Maya approached from behind. One of the men heard her, turning around to fire at her. The bullets simply deflected, leaving dents in her chunky green metal armor. They had opted for armor instead of clothing, which would tear too easily. 
 
 Maya strode forward, reaching the man and kicking him while holding his gun. He relinquished his grip. Maya clubbed him in the face with the butt of the gun. Then she turned the gun around and started *shooting the other men. * 
 
 They were quickly incapacitated. Alex dropped to the floor. Kenny probably had the same incredulous expression as he did. 
 
 `` Maya,'' Alex said, `` We're not supposed to kill anyone.'' 
 
 Maya rolled her eyes. 
 
 `` They've killed plenty of people,'' she retorted, `` Mission's done, anyway. I'm going home.'' 
 
 Maya left them. Alex glanced at Kenny, who was clearly uncomfortable. 
 
 `` You're not going to say anything?'' Alex almost barked at Kenny. 
 
 `` We're uh... we're dating now.'' 
 
 `` *Great! *'' Alex yelled, `` Fuckin' *ace. * Partners in crime fighting *and* in bed.'' 
 
 Alex wished he could immediately accelerate past the speed of sound and hit Kenny with a sonic boom as he zipped out of the factory. Kenny could walk home rather than hitching a ride with him. 
 
 ***** 
 
 [ **One Year Later** ] ( # sc ) 
 
 `` Maya...'' Kenny almost whispered the words as he pleaded with her, `` *Please. * Things do n't have to be this way.'' 
 
 Rage transformed Maya's uncovered face. 
 
 `` *Fuck you! *'' she screamed, `` Fuck you and everything you did to me!'' 
 
 The gun in her hands started flashing, but it was quickly torn out of her hands by an invisible force. Kenny launched it into the air. In an instant, Alex was there, catching the gun. He trained it on Maya before realizing that would be futile. He opted to hold onto it instead. 
 
 Kenny's face twisted with pain. Alex looked to find blood spreading from his side, where the bulletproof vest did n't cover him. Of course Maya would know which parts of him were unprotected... 
 
 Maya began approaching Kenny. Alex recognized the gait she used when she wanted to intimidate criminals. It was even scarier now, with her black body armor. 
 
 `` Maya,'' he tried, `` the police are already after you. Do n't make it worse.'' 
 
 Maya glared at Alex. She kept walking toward Kenny. 
 
 Alex threw the gun to the ground with a clatter and tried to tackle her with all the force he could muster. Her combat training kicked in. She deflected him, landing a good hit and throwing him to the ground, *hard. * Alex gulped for air, but it was all gone. He could not get any more. 
 
 Maya reached Kenny and snapped his neck. Alex screamed, a feeble, airless scream. 
 
 Maya turned to look at him one last time, a death glare, a warning not to try anything. She left the building. 
 
 Alex clenched his fist, his fingers scraping against the floor. He gritted his teeth as he stared at Kenny's still body. Maya was right, all that time ago when they were first starting out... 
 
 Things would not go well.
