[ 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 .

Coughing up a bit of blood, I reel from the recent encounter and start taking stock of my situation. I try to move gingerly, and feel a shot of pain in my side and hear a loud CRACK. My best friend Aladrin teleports to my side - how ‘ lucky ’ that we are in this together, right? - and says “ Fuck. We need to keep moving, maybe find a place to rest for the night. We still have food, right? ” 
 
 “ You shouldn ’ t teleport so brazenly. You ’ ll want to hide your skills from the others who don ’ t yet know them. Plus we want to be quiet. The noise you make.. I thought one of my ribs had broken. You ’ re too loud when you do it. ” I get to my feet, wincing at the pain in my chest, but I ’ m ready to power through. “ Let ’ s move ”. 
 
 It was mid-day when we were ambushed. Aladrin killed one from behind with her knife, but the other one took off running. We push another few miles into the woods, looking for some kind of shelter. I take a false step and plunge my boot, ankle deep, into a stream, and let out a curse as I feel the icy water flood over my foot. I sit down against a tree and start peeling off the soggy wool material, holding it in my hands. 
 
 As I sit down, Aladrin gingerly moves aside a bush, and we can see a camp a few hundred yards in the distance. Two people are clearly bound and held prisoner, while three figures are sitting around a small fire. We exchange hurried whispers - I am in favor of saving them and possibly gaining allies, while she wants to avoid a fight. 
 
 “ Well how the fuck do we take on three people, Ryelly? I can only surprise one, while you… what, exactly? ” she says. 
 
 “ Trust me, I can handle the other two. Get me right next to those two seated on that log. If I can get my hands onto both of their heads, I can take them out. Trust me, but we need to go now, before they move further apart - or stand up. ” 
 
 After I put my dry, slightly warm sock back on, I put my hand on her shoulder. I steel myself for the unpleasant pulling sensation and the loud CRACK that I know will follow...
