(Made changes to previous chapters most importantly changes revolving around the mc's name)
After school he takes his brother and sister home before getting a phone call.
"Are you off school?" The caller asker.
"...yeah..." He answered.
"Good... come on over~" The caller said.
"You remember our deal right?" He asked.
"Yes... one hundred and twenty dollars and we have to use protection..." She answered.
"Alright I'll be over..." He said before hanging up and grabbing his bag again.
"Bubby will be back." He said to his brother and sister before leaving.
He left and began walking down the street before stopping in front of a large mansion. He rang the door bell and moment's later an older woman somewhere in her thirties opened the door in a robe.
"Did you bring them?" She asked.
"Yes..." he said as he pulled out the black and gold box.
Three hours later he leaves the mansion the exhausted panting of a woman echoing from the interior but gets muted by the door closing behind him. He sprays copious amounts of cologne on himself as he descends the steps. He looks up at the beginning sunset and begins walking home trying to ignore the suffocating feeling that covers his body.
He stopped by the convenience store to get food leaving the store having only spent 50 bucks by picking the cheapest products excluding anything that will get his siblings sick. He stops at the curb waiting for cars to pass as he scans his environment for danger, a habit he developed from a young age.
As he is waiting a girl rushes past after her dog heading straight into the street. She reaches out for her dog as a large truck barrels at her, at that split moment she can see the truck's driver looking down at his phone and the next moment she is across the street as a bag falls to the ground on the other side of the road. The dog arrives at the curb a second later as she looks around finding a boy waiting on the curb. When the traffic stops he walks across grabbing his groceries and crossing back over.
He continues on his path eventually arriving at his home opening the door. He steps inside removing his shoes and bag as the yellow lights illuminate him.
"Im home." He said as he finished taking off his shoes.
As he looks up a man leaves his mothers room and walks down the stairs shoulder bumping him as he passes but instead of knocking him away the man recoils from the shoulder check he initiated.
"Starting a fight with a kid?" He asked as he looked up at the druggie.
"Annoying bastard..." The man mumbled before leaving.
The door slammed shut behind him as he began putting away the groceries. After putting away the groceries he stood up with no popping or cracking of the joints not even a little aching.
This must be what meta-humans always feel like, all the time...
He turns on the faucet before grabbing a bowl and a sponge and begins doing the dishes. As the hot water washes over his hands the most he feels from the water is lukewarm. He grabs a pan and a pot putting them on the stove after filling the pot with water and turning the heat on. Some time later he plates some spaghetti and garlic bread before handing them to his siblings and eating his own with them as they watch some movies. After they all finish their food and the movie he looks at the time and turns back to his siblings.
"Time for bed, you have school tomorrow." He said before grabbing their empty bowls.
"Alright." They said simultaneously before going to their room.
Alright... time to go experiment...
After putting away the bowls he left walking through the streets toward the warehouse district and turning down an alley. He stopped in front of a door walking up the steps and opening the door. Once inside he looks around finding a large warehouse with stuff like stairs crosswalks platforms and chains.
When this place was abandoned the owner forgot to lock it so its been unlocked for a couple years... and i even heard the owner passed some time ago, perfect.
He closed the door before approaching a height scale on the wall going up to thirty sum feet. He ducked down before launching his body up in a jump, upon landing he looked back on what height his head was at.
Okay... im 5'1 so... 8.2 feet!!! That's... about ten times my previous jumping power...
"Well as far as superhumans go this is a good starting point... and assuming everything scales linearly i should be able to run about... fifty to sixty miles per hour... pretty fast not gonna lie." He said before turning to the carious structures in the warehouse.
Let's get a clearer gauge on my potential
He russhed forward leaping up the stairs and flipping over the railing and onto a platform on the other side of a large gap before continuing. He rushed along the platform before jumping over to a row of widely distanced bars swinging from the first to the second. He flipped from the second one catching the last one with his foot and swinging from it just barely gripping a chain hanging from the ceiling and flipping off of it landing safely on his feer before a brick wall.
Enhanced speed balance flexibility and spatial awareness... what about strength?
He looked at the wall before slamming his fist into it leaving a crack in the wall impossible for any regular human.
Definitely enhanced strength... so what now... do i become some hero... a vigilante? No... people have tried... and they all either died or became crippled and vegetables...
He left the warehouse stepping into the alley and began walking home. As he walked through the alley he passed by several homeless people sleeping along the walls as well as some tweakers waiting for their next fix.