— Day 1 —
Parksville, Erbaine
Palisade National Park
The Compound

Terra saw a person stumbling out of one of the damaged buildings. They were followed by a wolf pup, and they had a bad laceration on their head that needed attention. It was Loretta.

Terra saw the girl crack a weak smile, moving towards her, and then she opened her mouth to speak. But she couldn't seem to muster any words.

Shock? Terra was still gasping for breath herself when Loretta's eyes suddenly grew wide, and intense fear and confusion tore across the girl's face. She was opening and closing her mouth, drawing in huge lungfuls of air as if she couldn't breathe, and looking more and more distressed with every passing second. The only sound emitting from her shaking, convulsing form was harsh, strained breathing, a terrible noise further exacerbated by the fact that she was now hyperventilating.

She seemed to be having a panic attack.

Loretta's hands flew to her throat—and for a second, Terra was sure she was trying to strangle herself.

"Loretta!" Terra croaked, rushing over, prepared to wrench the girl's hands away from her throat, but then Loretta sank to the ground. She burst into soundless sobbing, and her hands released her throat to cover her ears instead, as if she were trying to block out some terrifying sound.

"It's all right, it's all right," Terra said over and over, trying not to panic herself as she knelt beside her. "Deep breaths. We're both alive. It's going to be okay. You've got to calm down while we treat that head wound, and then we've got to help Lui. . . Loretta? Loretta? What's wrong? Where is everyone?"

— Day 1 —
Parksville, Erbaine
Palisade National Park
The Compound

Lui pushed the door to the kennel room open. She tried to steady her breathing, but she couldn't stop her hands from shaking. She was confused, afraid and in pain.

At the sight of her, the few wolf pups who slept in the kennels whined. She bent down to one of the larger ones and stuck her good hand through the chain-link gate. "It's okay...I hope..."

After comforting them each in turn, she stood to study the windows that had imploded. Shattered glass lay on the floor. She made a mental note to clean it up later.

Movement outside the window caught her eye and she looked up to see Loretta and Terra. More fear gripped her heart when she saw Loretta on the ground, with Terra standing over her.

With a gasp, she ran toward the door that led outside, grabbed the metal bar and pushed it open. The bright sun penetrated her eyes and she squinted against it. "Terra!" Lui ran up to the two girls and bent down to see what was wrong with Loretta.

She knew Terra would question her on how she got there, but she wouldn't be able to give an answer, so she pushed it from her mind and focused on Loretta, who looked to be very distressed.

— Day 1 —
Parksville, Erbaine
Palisade National Park
The Compound
Terra looked at Lui in utter disbelief, and she was so shocked by her cousin's impossible reappearance that for a few moments, Loretta was forgotten.

". . . How?" She finally managed to squeak, staring at Lui as if she wondered if she were a ghost. "How did you get here so fast, Lui? I left you at the jeep ten minutes ago."

She glanced at Lui's carefully bandaged arm, which Terra knew had not been on her arm when she had left her at the jeep. Lui had to have been here for five minutes at least. But there was no way Lui could have beaten her back to the compound, not without Terra seeing her.

Did I black out when I was running back? Did I lose some time somewhere along the way? Terra thought, but one glance at the sun's location told her it wasn't so.

It was then that Terra noticed that Lui's eyes, which had been brown for twenty-four years, were now a piercing, greenish gold. . . and when she opened her mouth to speak, a pair of elongated canine teeth flashed in the midday sun.

Something very weird was going on.

— Day 1 —
Parksville, Erbaine
Palisade National Park
The Compound

Lui looked at Terra, shaking her head, her usually brown eyes glinting yellow in the sunshine. "I don't know. I can't..." She shook her head again. "I don't know."

"There's something very weird going on, Terra..." Lui lifted Loretta to a sitting position, wincing as she used her wrist. "I'm not even sure if it's all happening."

Her sharp teeth had touched her tongue several times when she spoke. She knew she would have to get used to them,and so would the others...if it wasn't all just a dream.

"Loretta." Lui said, looking the girl in the eyes. "What's wrong? What happened?"

— Day 1, Evening —
Palisade National Park
Near Parksville, Erbaine

It was an introspective Dan Baxter who sat before his tent that night. The day's events were still heavy on his mind, though he had no idea of how widespread the damage to the power grid was, or what other consequences the supernova might have brought.

His wife and daughter slept safely just behind him, and he was alone. Now that the fire was out, he could appreciate the splendor of the night sky above.

He'd often viewed the stars from this campground, but never had they seemed so bright, so glorious. Suddenly he realized this was at least partially due to the lack of lights from Parksville down below - along with who knew how many other cities and towns across the nation.

What was going on down there? Did chaos, crime and looting run amok? Or were people hiding in their darkened homes, waiting for repairs that might never come?

-----
— Day 1, Evening —
Parksville, Erbaine

Those same stars shone over Parksville, their glory diminished not by city lights but by the smoke and haze from the fires which had damaged parts of the city. In the Baxters' neighborhood, things were surprisingly calm, considering how much of it lay in ashes. Many of the residents had begun making their way toward the city-operated shelter in the nearby school where both Angela Baxter and Brandon Norwood had worked - at least until the supernova had turned the world upside down.

Brandon and his wife Gina were on the edge of the group, each holding tightly onto their young daughters' hands lest they become separated. They tried to make it an adventure for their girls, like a sleepover, but with limited success.

Suddenly Ivy let out an anguished yelp, and began limping along. Immediately Brandon picked her up and led his family to a nearby transit station, where they could sit down and see what was the matter.

His eyes widened as he gently removed her shoe and saw her foot nearly covered with blood. With Gina's help he quickly determined that the girl had stepped on a piece of metal, small but very sharp, and despite all the blood the wound was actually quite small. It was deep, however, and disease such as tetanus was the biggest concern. His eyes met Gina's; each understanding though no words were spoken. Ordinarily this would be a routine matter: pop Ivy on down to the doctor, who would examine, cleanse, and bandage her foot, and offer any immunizations needed. But now this was no longer an option; infection - and more serious consequences - were very real possibilities.

Ivy continued to whimper in his arms as Gina did what she could to comfort her and clean her injury. Holly, full of anguish for her twin, suddenly stepped close and hugged her as tightly as she dared.

Now Holly and Ivy weren't exactly angels; they had their fair share of arguments and fought as any siblings might. But at the end of the day they were always the best of friends, sharing that close, loving bond many twins had. So Holly's eagerness to hold and hug her sister was hardly a surprise.

What happened next, however, was. *Something* happened, Brandon was sure; he could feel it. But just what it was, he had no idea. He was ready to dismiss it as imaginary when Ivy suddenly smiled and said, "I feel all better."

She hopped down and, without another word, put the damaged shoe back on her injured foot. But as she did so, even in the fading light, her parents saw that the wound was completely gone. Even the blood which had covered much of Ivy's foot had vanished.

Brandon spent precious seconds trying to decide if what he'd seen was real. Somehow, inexplicably, Holly had apparently healed her sister, all without benefit of any medical equipment or training. What was going on here?

But while he was evaluating possible explanations for this, Gina had no such hesitation. She crouched down before her daughter and whispered, "Holly, honey, what did you just do?"

"Am I in trouble?" came a tiny, trembling voice.

"Oh, no, sweetheart, not at all," Gina reassured. "But it looks like you've helped Ivy feel better. Can you tell me how you did that?"

"I can't." Holly was looking down toward the ground. "I just wanted her to feel better, to not hurt any more, and that's what happened."

"This is so neat!" Ivy exclaimed. "Wait till we tell the kids at school!"

Brandon finally found his voice. "Girls, how about if we could keep it a family secret, just for now?"

"Aw, Daddy," chorused a pair of disappointed little twins.

"Just for now, okay? If the wrong people found out about this, they might try to find out how you do it, with doctors and everything."

This was enough to convince Holly to keep quiet, as she was afraid of doctors and needles and such. Brandon felt a bit underhanded manipulating her this way, but felt it was for the best. He was hesitant to share his deepest fear, that there were those who would not hesitate to take Holly away from her family if they wanted to study her in private. "The needs of the many outweigh the needs of the one, or the few," was how they put it.

Right or wrong, however, Brandon knew he and Gina agreed on one fact: their family was better together than apart; the best place for Holly was with her parents and sister. This would stay their secret.

Day One
Burg
O'Neal's Shoe Store

***

Bob was ushered out of the store in a hurry and sent home, with some rough, sketchy explanation that he should have been off of work anyway, he probably needed a rest, etc., etc. Bob felt...different all of the way home. It felt like he was alive with energy, or at least that was the best he could do to try to describe it. As soon as he got home, however, the feeling left him and he collapsed into bed, suddenly exhausted.

Maybe I do need a rest... he thought before passing into a deep slumber.

-Day 1-
Judicia, Erbaine
Post Supernova

Lewis went to get the med kit, his expression filled with a strong resolve. "No, there won't be anything more-- at least, not anything major." He moved with certainty, no hesitation about him or in his voice now. "We'll have to do without major technology, electricity, gas, all that-- for a long time, though. Perhaps forever."

He leaned over Liam, opening the kit. "What happened to your hands? Glass? Metal?" He began rubbing peroxide into them with a pad and trying to get any dirt off, and with his other hand he pulled out some gauze. "Do they hurt?"

-Day 1-
Judicia, Erbaine
About 2 blocks from the University
Post Supernova

Something in 24-year-old Sean's head itched. Something nagging at his unconscious, subconscious mind. Something telling him to wake up - telling him something was very wrong.

The itch got worse, more frantic. Sean moaned and moved, but didn't wake up. His head seemed filled with emotions, fighting with one another, desperate to tell him something, but not sure what to actually say.

Suddenly Sean gasped and sat up, panting. "Sean! oh, Sean!" cried out his 16-year-old sister Emma, who was kneeling beside him. "What happened, Sean?" she asked.

Sean looked around. The windows in the house were all blown in, and the china cupboard had fallen over. He groaned. "What a mess," was all he could think to say.

Suddenly he stiffened. He seemed to feel Emma roll her eyes at his obvious comment, though he wasn't looking at her. He quickly looked into her eyes, and somehow they understood that there was a sort of connection between the two. What's going on? though Sean.

I don't know! I'm scared! he heard Emma reply in his head.

"Oh my, oh my," said Sean as he scrambled to his feet. "Oh my. I can hear you in my head!"

Emma stood up too, looking very scared. "I know, I can hear you too! You are wondering if I'm hurt. I'm fine."

The two stared at each other for a few minutes, carrying on a telepathic conversation without exactly realizing it. I can think faster than I can talk, commented Sean.

Emma giggled slightly. This is so cool! Now we can share secrets without anyone hearing us!

Secrets like what?

Emma shrugged. I don't know. Suddenly she ran towards Sean, threw her arms around him, and started sobbing.

Sean stroked her long red hair, trying to calm her, while nearly panicking himself. The novelty of their telepathic link had momentarily outranked the tragedy in which they now stood, their house a wreck. Neither one of them could remember anything from the last several days.

Suddenly they both turned toward the east window. They both felt it - a tiny voice calling to their minds. Small, yet frantic. More of a feeling, a call for help. "Ryan!" they exclaimed at the same time. ""The University!" Sean said, and the two of them ran outside into the destruction in the streets, heading toward the University where their older brother was a physics professor.

"I can't hear his words," commented Emma as they ran through the crowded streets, pushing past mobs of confused people. "Just his emotions." As they arrived on the University campus, one thought from Ryan flooded their minds: Supernova.

Day 1: Aridia
de Mon Castle Grounds

"I'm sure we will..." Christopher said with his usual polite smile as he watched Candi depart. After a few moments, the bounty hunter picked up his bottle of drink and headed back to his post at the front gates.

Day 2: Burg
Lawrence Manor

"Mr. Lawrence? Mr. Lawrence??" After only getting grunts and a half hearted punch (in the wrong direction), Jennings took matters into his own hands. Once the large curtains were opened and the suns rays hit Malcom in the face, the part time vigilante finally awoke.

"Alright! Alright! I'm up... Can't you let a guy sleep a long night off?" Malcom asked with a yawn and a stretch as he sat on the edge of the bed.

"You're the one who wanted to be the vigilante, sir. It would be wise to get accustomed to it's downsides as well as it's perks..." Jennings replied as he set the breakfast tray on the dresser. "Besides, it's 1:00 in the afternoon and there are four men downstairs waiting to speak with you."

"What? Who would want to see me now??" Lawrence questioned his friend in-between a mouth full of toast and a swig of orange juice.

"Government Men or military, I believe, sir. I shall show them to the sitting room now." The butler said in a nonchalant tone as he existed the room. "Oh yes, which type of drink do you want served?" Jennings asked, sticking his head back into Lawrence's chambers.

"... Umm, whatever our guests would like." Malcom replied as he tried tying his housecoat while also finishing his toast.

"Very well, sir..." Jenning's said with a smile as he closed the bedroom door behind him.

Day 2: Burg
The Outskirts of the Civilian District

It had taken two weeks longer than she had planned, but she was finally here: Burg, the industrial capitol of the North West. Gee, looks like this place got hit pretty hard.... Selena thought as she made her way through the streets, trying to stay out of the way of the relief workers and cops/military.

Selena had been slowly making her way to Burg for the last year... or was that the last six months? Time seemed to be blurring together for redhead as of late... Either way, it had been a dream of Selena's to make it to the industrial city and see it's skyscrapers and factories. Now that she was here, the city didn't hold any of the splendor she was expecting.

Well, I have caught it at an awkward moment... Selena thought morbidly as she examined an old diner down a side street. "Ah! Water at last!" she exclaimed as she approached the sink in what used to be the diners kitchen.

After trying the faucet nobs with no success, Selena extended her hand over the faucet and closed her eyes. After some gurgling sounds in the pipes, fresh water poured out of the faucet and collected in a floating ball under Selena's hand. After quickly looking around to make sure no one was watching, Selena lifted the water orb to her mouth and drank the cool liquid.

"I still say that is one cool power..." the red haired girl said as he wiped her mouth with her jacket sleeve and departed the diner.

Supernova
— Day 1 —
Brink City, Erbaine
(Inside an elevator)

The elevator was hot. Both Tripp and Madison were sweating, but there was nothing they could do about it.

"Hurry, Tripp..." Madison whimpered below him.

Tripp exhaled as he continued working at the screws. "Almost done, Madi."

One more screw fell to the ground and Tripp slid the grate over with grating sound. The passage was dark, but it was lighter than inside the elevator. He jumped down and said, "Ladies first." If there was light, Madison would see that he was grinning with relief.

Madison nodded, picking up her bags. "Are those really necessary?" Tripp asked.

"Well, you want me to leave them here? I paid good money for these!" Madison said, shoving the bags into Tripp's stomach. He grabbed ahold of them and worked on tossing them through the opening.

It took him some time, but he finally got Madison high enough to reach the grate and heft herself up, with his help. It took a few tries to get himself up there too.

Once they were both up, Tripp looked around. "Look...I don't really know how to get out of an elevator shaft..."

Madison turned to glare at him. "What? You went through months of training, Tripp! That's why my father appointed you!"

"That doesn't mean I'm Superman, Madi." Tripp said, removing his top dress shirt. He tossed it aside and pulled on the front of his white t-shirt, hoping to get some air and cool off. "What I was trying to say is that it's just gonna take some time. So sit tight..."

Madison rolled her eyes and sat down on top of the elevator, pulling her shopping bags toward her. She tapped her toes as she waited.

~~~

Supernova
Day 1
Arida, Arenico

Cars lined the street and Evangeline would have loved to use one of them, but it would take too long to hotwire and who knew if they even worked anymore. The limousine's engine was fried; she assumed these would be too.

Her bare feet ached from the small pieces of rubble that littered the sidewalk, not to mention the intense heat that blazed from the concrete slabs. She was sweating and breathing heavily, but she kept running. Her years of training taught her endurance and strength, both of which she leaned on often.

She had to get hidden and wait out the current "storm" until she could figure out her next course of direction.

Vange looked up at the street sign, slowing for just a few seconds to catch her breath. Her tight, black dress started to feel constricting. She couldn't wait until she could get out of it, but that probably wouldn't be any time soon.

She took a right at the corner and ran till she arrived at her destination. The gate of de Mon Castle stood like a centurion, guarding the villa homes inside.

Vange crossed her arms as she observed the front gate. Her jaw dropped open as she beheld no one else but Christopher Howard standing by the gate.

-Day 1-
Parksville, Erbaine
Palisade National Park, Wolf Rehabilitation Center

Loretta repeatedly shook her head, gasping and crying, unable to tell them what was wrong. She covered her mouth with her hands, hot tears spilling down onto her skin. She was mute. She couldn’t speak. She couldn’t communicate with them. She couldn’t stop the rapid breaths that came from her mouth.
She looked into Lui’s eyes for a moment, pleading her to know what happened. The aching in her head returned harder than ever, and she bent down to the ground, clutching her head with her arms, trying to swallow the panic in her heart. I’m mute….I can’t talk to them…what’s happened to me!? My voice….I can’t make any sounds! she would have whimpered if she could, but only her desperate breaths could be heard coming from her lips.

-Day 2-
After Supernvoa
Arenico, Arida

Catherine swept up the last few pieces of glass, dumping them with a clatter into a paper bag. The oak floor of her little home looked much better without the pieces of shattered windows and china scattered about on it. She sighed, plopping down on a chair, hooking a few strands of loose hair behind her ears. Such a long two days it had been, and her feet ached from being upon them steadily for the 48 our period.

When she had returned home from the hospital, the day previous, she had begun the cleaning up of all the glass, and knocked over items. It appeared the wind and mass wave of energy had not done only centralized damage. From what she had seen, walking home, since her vehicles battery had gone dead, that most homes and shops had suffered at least a little from the Supernova. She was still trying to wrap her mind around that. A Supernova. It was a thing she remembered studying about, somewhat in school, and hearing about briefly on the news. Some professor had been lecturing on the fact that one of these would occur soon. Few believed…she wondered why the government had not prepared them all better.

With another sigh, she stood, grabbing the sack and setting it near the pile of other things she had picked up and collected. Though, since the Supernova, she had noticed some strange things. And the extraordinary event of Doctor Arthur, using no modern equipment and almost no light, sewing up an open surgical wound, had convinced her somewhat that the strange cosmic event might have had an effect on humans. She glanced about, wondering what to do now. Her heart tugged, and she glanced at the door. What if there were injured people in the city? She had completed the task she had set out to do in her own house….she was only a nurse, but perhaps she should check on her neighbors.

Redoing her messy bun, she went out on her patio, where she had temporarily set her purse, small nursing bag, and her coat. As she turned to go back in, a movement, from the corner, caught her attention. She gasped and turned, as a broad shoulder man approached. Clad in black suit, with sunglasses obscuring his eyes, he towered above her.

“Miss Catherine?”

“Yes?” she asked, trying to keep her voice from quavering. How had he gotten here!? Who was he!? How did he know her?

“Come with me, please. The government has need of your nursing skills in the after math of the Supernova.” His large hand reached out to take her arm, but she stepped back.

“What are you talking about? Why would the government have need of my skills!?” she glanced toward the door, swallowing down a lump of panic in her throat. “I don’t think I want to go with you. Please leave.”

“I’m sorry. But that is not an option.”

Before Catherine could run, she felt his iron grip on her upper arm. It pulled her back toward him, and she tried to scream, but found her mouth covered with a cloth. Its smell was unmistakable, and she tried to struggle free, but was too late. Her form slumped into his arms as the drug took effect.

-Day 1-
Parksville, Erbaine
Palisade National Park, Wolf Rehabilitation Center

Lui's blood ran cold when Loretta looked into her eyes. She shut them quickly and looked away, exhaling. What was that?

It had felt as if Loretta was reading the very core of Lui through her eyes.

Lui stood, wiping her hands on her jeans, hoping to get rid of the nerve-wracking feeling. The smell of smoke hung in the air and it almost made Lui cry, which was something she never did. She had dedicated her life to this park and now parts of it were burning. There was nothing she could do to stop it.

Her hands shook at her side. Somthing very weird was going on, but she couldn't say what. She put a hand to her forehead and tried to sort her thoughts...starting where Terra had left her at the Jeep.

However, she couldn't stay focused long. There was too much that needed to be done. Her first plan of action was getting the 3 of them and the wolves safe. "We need to go back to my cabin until we can figure out what to do. We need rest and food." She said to the two younger girls as she walked toward the fenced-in area where the wolves are. She put in a code and slid the gate open. The best thing for the wolves was to let them go free and find a safe spot.

Tundra was still no where to be found, but Lui figured the wolf would show up later.

Day 2: Burg
Lawrence Manor

"... So, the President and the cabinet have decided to instigate martial law in all the sectors. Thanks to the Supernova, most of the power grids and the like have been fried. Anyway, we're here to help Burg anyway we can." After the young commander finished his obviously rehearsed spill, there was a slight awkward moment of the young man not knowing what to do next. After a minute of standing in silence, the commander took a seat next to the Doc.

"Well, I'm glad to know we can sleep easy around here after the, er... Supernova." Malcom finally said as he got up from the stuffed chair he had been sitting in. "Doctor Kilgore, there seems to be something you've been wanting to say..." Lawrence turned his attention to the middle aged doctor who had been twiddling his thumbs.

"Umm, yes. I do have something to say, Mr. Lawrence. You see, after the Supernova we began getting reports of... how to say, physical anomalies." The man hesitated slightly before continuing. "Nothing overly serious mind you! Just... some strange after effects of the supernova."

"What the Doc means, is, that there could be some trouble from these.. anomalies. That's why we got called in." Commander Reynolds explained as he finished his glass of beer.

"Ah, interesting." Lawrence quietly wondered if the men before him knew about Darkrider or not. Either way, it was best to play the playboy card. "Well, thank you for stopping by and alerting me to all of this." Malcom said with a tone to let his guests know the visit was over.

"Oh, you're quite welcome, Mr. Lawrence. We have some more stops to make anyway..." Kilgore said as he stood and shook Lawrence's hand. "I hope to see you around Burg sometime." the doctor said with a sincere, friendly smile.

"Thank you. I'm sure we'll bump into each other soon enough." Malcom replied with a smile before returning to his usual demeanor as the soldiers bid their farewells. "Commander Reynolds, would it be possible for me to speak with the mayor today?"

"Mayor? Oh, you mean District Supervisor McArthur! Sure. Just stop by the old court house. We've made temporary HQ there." Reynolds said with a practiced smile and a wave. "See you around, Hotshot..."

Lawrence gave a slight wave as Jennings closed the front door behind the departing guests. "Well, now we know what the status of the world is now." the butler said as he began collecting the glasses from the sitting room.

"I'm going into the city, Richard. I have a feeling I need to met our new "sector supervisor..." Malcom said before heading for the staircase.

"Very well, sir. Though I would recommend going as yourself and preferably wearing more than your pajamas and housecoat..." the butler said in a voice loud enough for Malcom to hear. The short burst of laughter followed by the sound of a closing door reassured Jennings that his master was still in his right mind... mostly.

Day 2: Burg
Somewhere in the city...

So far, everything was going fairly well for Selena. Mostly keeping out of the busier parts of the city and staying away from the dark alleys meant that traveling was fairly easy. Whenever she would come across someone in need, Selena would stop and help... as long as she didn't have to use her powers.

Even though she was practically a wraith to the world, appearing in one small town after the next helping wherever she could, she still felt very self conscious about her new "abilities". Besides, I've read the comics and seen the movies. I know what happens to the "gifted"...

The sudden gurgling of her stomach alerted Selena to the fact that she had not eaten in the past six hours. Need to find some food... It didn't take long for the red haired wanderer to find a makeshift soup kitchen which was doing a brisk business on Central Street. Despite not feeling totally fine with taking a free meal mean for victims, Selena still went through the line and got a cup of the soup and some crackers.

Once the meal had been procured, Selena wondered off to find a place to eat.

Burg
--Day 2--

Power outages had plagued the city of Burg.

Kyle had never realized how much electricity meant to him until now. Trying to keep his mind off his new found abilities, so he would not go completely crazy, was proving rather difficult without the distractions electricity had once provided.

Though one thing he was happy to find out, was that he was no longer cold, as he often was in the chilly weather Burg so graciously offered year-round.

It was the second day, or as it would now be called; "The 'Now What?' Day"

The reason it was to be called this, was because that was the only thing running through Kyle's mind today. Though he had often read about super powers, he had never thought much into them. Mostly because they were such a "silly kids idea," and could never be real. But now that they were all too real, he began to think back to some of the super-humans he loved, and what they first did when they got there super-abilities.

First of course, they would try to master there powers...and though there were still a few things to work out, Kyle was able to check that off the list in his mind.

Second, they would create a secret alter-ego and use it to help other people. Kyle felt nowhere near ready to use these powers to help people, so he put that one off for the moment.

Then his mind drifted to another hero he had read about, who sought out a big group of other super-humans to form a sort of "gang" that helped people...and although Kyle was still skeptical on the helping part, he was quite interested to find out if others had been effected by the Supernova in the way that he had.

Now he suddenly had a mission, to seek out others that had powers such as he...even if he had no idea what he would do when he found them, for some reason he felt like this was the right step to take. At least, he hoped so.

Day 1
Arida, Arenico
Outside de Mon Castle's Gate

Evangeline watched Christopher before she made a move. She waited until her breathing had slowed and then she walked across the street, stepping onto the sidewalk about 20 feet behind him.

While strength was his strong point, stealth was hers. She tightened her grip on the gun as she walked toward him silently, keeping it hidden as much as she could behind her thigh. When she was within 3 feet of him, she cocked the gun, held it up and said, "Hello, Christopher."