I was one of the few hundreds of people in the entire world who was given a strange power after the Spark. I’ve seen news articles and news reports of the individuals affected by it. One woman in Sydney had the power of a supersonic screech that accidentally caused injuries and deaths at a house party. Another guy in Chicago had the ability to create food for his local homeless shelter. I meanwhile, had the ability to fuse objects together. Honestly seems kinda lame in comparison. First time it happened I fused my sandwich to the plate I was eating it on, meaning I was able to eat half the sandwich before throwing the rest of it away along with the plate that it fused to. See, that’s the issue, I could fuse things together but not separate them again. It sucks too because I look on the news and see the Golden Boy, a man in gold spandex who has the ability to fly, have super strength, and super speed and wonder what it would be like to use my powers for good, but I think that might be a fool’s errand for something like this…for someone like me, just some 20 something nobody working at a gas station in St. Louis.

One day at my job, my boss told me to fill up the soda stations. I went to the back and opened up the door to get some ice from the back when, the next thing I knew, I heard someone else speaking:

“Open up the register or I open up your head!”

I peak around and see a man in a black ski mask, holding up a revolver to my boss’s head. My boss relents as it looks like he’s slowly opening up the register and pulling out the money from inside.

“Any day now, lady!”

My boss looked distressed and worried, as if her life depended on this moment. I was about to head back inside when I realized something: this could be my shot…my true shot at heroism. I put the ice back in the fridge and began to exit from the back. I sneaked my way around the gas station and looked through the corner. The robber was like five feet away from the door, and five feet from a wire stand that had a bunch of chips lined up perfectly. I continue my sneaking job when the automatic door opened, with me just on the left side of the door as it opens. The robber was alerted, looking to the side and pointing the gun outside the door. Now was my chance.

I ran around the door and pushed the man into the chip rack, tipping both over. The next thing I knew, I heard blood-curdling screaming right in my ear as I see the robber, dozens of wire shaped holes in his torso, arms, and legs, with the handle of the chip rack in going straight through his cheek. He coughed up blood as he looked down in horror at himself. My boss came around the corner and let out a horrified scream as she ran away to the back of the store. I’m not quite sure what she was so worried about…I did save the day…right? I was left with the screeching of the robber as the only sounds for a while before all I could hear was gurgling from his throat and mouth. It certainly was t the prettiest solution, but it was the best one I could think of. Hopefully one day I could make it as big as Golden Boy…just need a few more crimes to stop first.