Heroes WANTED!

Lily lifted her head to look up at him, sniffling some, unsure what he meant by her not being the only one. His arms were a comfort, and she was glad he hadn't pushed her away as she'd half expected him to do. "I'm not?" she asked, voice a little shaky from the tears still spilling down her cheeks.

One hand slid from around him and up to her own face, swiping at the tears there as she let out a shaky sigh, trying to calm herself down though her free arm was still firmly around his waist, holding on to him as if letting go meant that she'd be alone to face the reality of what had nearly happened to her all over again.

"Far from it..." James said smiling. He stepped back from her, turning toward the weight set across the room. "Lily do you see this?" He asked lifting a 70 pound weight non-chalantly and placing it on the barbell. He went about adding more weights, while singing softly to himself, the words indistinct.

"This is 400 pounds of iron Lily..." James said sliding the lock pin into the end of the bar, before casually lifting the whole thing with one hand. He spoke normally, as he whirled the bar around like a gymnast wields a baton. "You see m'girl? While you powers are unique, they are no stranger than those of some of the people around you"

The cops were shocked, one man had actually soiled himself, the building was in mayhem: How had one man overpowered three of the cities Finest?
But as Detective Gerald Walker arrived calm seeped into the place. Walker was the best of the best. He was unshakeable. Unbreakable. Untouchable. Not even the biggest and most powerful criminals in the city tried anything with Walker.

At 47 he looked 30, he wasn't a tall man, or a particularily handsome one. But he was fit, and he looked the part of the life long crime fighter.

"Are you the one with the electric net?" He asked, as he came onto the scene where one of his best officers was being loaded onto a stretcher. While it was true he wasn't chief of police, knowone would dispute that they were more his officers than anyone elses.

Lily's eyes widened at the sight of what he was doing. Four hundreds pounds and he could just twirl the thing around like it was nothing! But wait... even stranger than what he was doing was how he was doing it. She wasn't sure where her ability had come from, had never been able to identify it's origins, only what her power did.

Moving to the couch, she sat down heavily and watched with wide eyes. "But... how did you get powers like that? I still don't know where mine came from... I wasn't born with them, I mean. They didn't manifest themselves until I was in high school."

She chewed her lower lip, tucking a lock of her long hair behind her ear as her mismatched eyes took him in. The man who was already somewhat of a hero to her had just become so much more. Or at least... the level of regard she held him at had gone up significantly. He knew how it felt to be as different as she was... maybe he could understand what it felt like to know that you could reach out and touch someone and they'd be dead.

Allen spent almost half an hour being as helpful to the police as possible, while they conducted their investigations, and recovered from what that big man had done to their brothers in arms. He was doing everything other than giving the police a reason to arrest him. He noted their uneasy glances in his direction, and whispered conversations, so he decided to try to take a nap. Plopping down in one of the chairs in the room, he was just starting to relax when someone spoke to him.

”Are you the one with the electric net?"

Allen looked up to find a rather professional looking (for an officer) detective looking down at him. Allen stood up slowly, gave a small smile.

“Yes, I am. And that’s my handiwork over there, too,” said Allen, indicating the still active cage around the reactor. “My name’s Allen Green, but you can call me Sparky. What can I do for you sir?”

Walker turned away from the Lightning guy for a minute. Flicking open a violently vibrating cellphone.

"Hello? No shit? Alright"

He closed the phone.

"You figure you can hold your own against this "Evil" guy?" Walker barked.

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"I was born with my powers, as I believe were you, although usually it is the chemical changes in the body during puberty that trigger them..."

James regarded her quietly for a moment. She looked so relieved. He reached out to touch her shoulder. The 400 pound weight still in the other hand.

"Unlike you, I have managed to identify the source of my power... Zulu Radiation, I was exposed while still in my mother's womb to a new experimental form of unstable radiation that altered my DNA and gave a far more dense muscle mass... how much do you think someone my size would weight Lily?"

He paused letting her take a look at him before continuing.

"You figure you can hold your own against this "Evil" guy?"

Allen blinked, trying to remember who this "evil" guy was. The he remembered: the big man he had just stood off.

"Yeah, I think I can hold my own against that big man. At least, better than anybody you can find," said Allen, meaning no offense. "Why do you ask?"

Walker smiled grimly,

"Cause the museum across the street just got broken into... we suspect it's him, if you are willing to help us... your Electric net might not make into our report"

"Cause the museum across the street just got broken into... we suspect it's him, if you are willing to help us... your Electric net might not make into our report"

Allen's face showed confusion for just half a second as he wondered why his net would not end up in the police report; it had saved the officer's life, hadn't it?

"Sure, I'll help you out. This might be a diversion to get us away from that generator, but I don't think it's going anywhere any time soon," said Allen, with a small grin on his face as he indicated the still active cage around the device. "The museum across the street, you say? Well, lead the way."