Chapter 8

A family of eight sit down to dinner as their father comes home from work. The father tired from his day leans on the front door before going to open the door, however his weight from leaning on the door is enough to rip it from it’s hinges and send the father falling forward into the home. The oldest son, gets up from his seat and walks into the hall where his father has fallen. He looks down at his father and with his mind lifts him into the air and back onto his feet. The son then lifts the door with his mind and repaired the door.
The father and son sit down and the family together said Grace. Then they began to eat, the oldest son used his mind to serve the others. The father started talking about his day at work, “so then this huge tree fell down and luckily I was there to catch it on my shoulders before it hit Johnson.” The wife nodding toward her husband would at moments say, “Billy don’t think that at the table!” Or, “Davey I know you’re planning on shooting that pea at your sister, but if you do you’ll be grounded.” The oldest daughter started talking about her day in high school and how she used her heat vision to keep some creep away from her. The youngest daughter started flying around the room but the oldest son Jimmy took hold of her with his mind and sat her back down. The family was a buzz all talking about how great their days were and how they each loved their own powers, even the dog used his rubber ability to sneak his head onto the table and lap up some food. All the while the middle child, young Percy sat with a grimace on his face, he was the only one in the family that didn’t have any powers, he would always eat his dinner as fast as he could then excuse himself to his room to do his homework just to get away from his super family. But sometimes it didn’t work out that well.
“Percy?” asked his father across the table, “How was your day?”
“Fine,” Percy grumbled.
“Did you make sure to check to see if you had any powers today?” The question left a hush over the table, no one spoke.
“No, of course not.”
“Well why not son? You know all of us have powers, even your little sister is floating around the room and she isn’t even potty trained yet.”
By this point Percy was fuming, he took a drumstick from his plate and threw it at his dad. The drumstick stopped mid air and landed back on his plate, his oldest brother smiled brightly.
The dad was not happy about this, and grounded Percy to his room.
“Why am I grounded? Cause I don’t have powers? If I had thrown that with my mind you would have been happy, but because I’m normal I’m a freak!” He walked up to his room and slammed the door behind him. It was on that day that Percy packed up his things and ran away from home, never to see his family ever again.

End Part One

That is the end of part one. Thanks for reading, leave comments here if you would like, I'm now working on part 2. If you hadn't already imagined it, I've been told that the way I write this, it sounds like it would be good as a comic book.

Chapter Seven

“Do you know this guy?” asked Percy to Harold.
“Yes, him and I were college buddies, but I didn’t ever see him again after he won his first lottery.”
“The first of many,” interjected Leo, “That’s how I became a King.”
“So what do you want to do?” asked Percy.
“Well they do have the jump on us, we are in a pretty crowded room, but we do have the numbers game.” He thought for a moment before being interrupted.
“Jigsaw?” asked a dumbfounded Vibrator, “Is that makeup on your face? What did you do to yourself?”
“It wasn’t me!” replied Jigsaw, “It was him,” the hand on Leo’s shoulder pointed at Percy, “He can make people do things they don’t want to do.”
“Percy now!” said Harold.
Percy looked at the Kings who were all looking at him, “Look guys, you don’t want to do this.”
“No guys,” yelled Jigsaw, “Don’t listen to him.”
“Don’t mind him,” continued Percy, “Let’s just give up on this whole thing and just go have fun in our pantry where I’ll lock the door. Come on, it’ll be fun.”
“You’re absolutely right,” said Vibrator, “That does sound fun.”
“Awesome, I’m for it,” said Leo.
Percy turned and started to lead them out the door as Vortex raised his arms and clubbed Percy over the back. Percy fell to the ground and as the other two woke from their trance Vibrator kicked Percy.
“Hey now,” yelled Harold, “That was uncalled for.”
Harold started running forward at the threesome.
Vibrator randomly punched the air and at the same instance Harold fell back. The Unlatcher headed towards them at this and Vibrator kicked at the air, The Unlatcher grabbed his crotch then fell to the floor.
The three women were the ones left in the room and they all went at them at the same time, Vibrator attacked the air again in the direction of Hovergirl, she fell over and clutched her stomach, Porcugirl spread her needles out and went to hit Vortex who looked at her. As she was about to hit him, she started to swagger until she fell to the ground and groaned holding her stomach.
Vicki was able to make it up to Leo, she took a pen out of her pocket and jabbed it into his arm. “Ow!” Leo yelped and fell backwards over Percy who was now getting up. Percy got up and out of the door and stood over Leo, he looked down at him and said; “Now you’ve gotten me pissed.” But before he could do anything, a headless, handless body wearing a dress came charging him from behind and tackled him to the floor.
Inside the room Vortex said, “Hold her,” and Vibrator wrapped his arms around the air. Vicki suddenly felt constricted as Vortex looked at her face with his swirly mask, she suddenly felt really ill and her lunch came up and out onto the floor. Vibrator put his arms in the air and Vicki fell to the floor. Harold who had gotten up by now jumped onto Vortex’s back and started smacking Vortex’s head with his fore arm. Vibrator turned his attention towards Vortex and Harold when The Unlatcher tackled him from behind, spilling them both out the door and rolling over Leo who was clutching his arm. The headless body ran into the room and the right hand climbed up the body and down the arm until it attached itself back to the arm. The hand then grabbed Jigsaw’s head and placed it atop the body. “Finally!”
Hovergirl kicked through the air and clocked Jigsaw right in the back of the head knocking his head off his body and across the room knocking him out. She grimaced and held her stomach as she went to go help Harold. Leo by this time had finally gotten up and looked into the room, Harold was still clutched onto Vortex’s back who was dancing around the room, he then noticed Jigsaw’s body not moving. He ran into the room and grabbed a chair. Hovergirl started kicking at Vortex’s legs but Leo hit her over the back with the office chair. Harold jumped from Vortex onto Leo in rage and started punching him, “You do not hit women with office chairs,” he yelled while still punching him. Vortex ran across the room and grabbed Jigsaw’s head; he also grabbed a glass of water from off the table and poured it on his face until he woke up. Vortex then placed Jigsaw’s head back onto his body. “Oh man,” said Jigsaw, “I have a splitting head ache.”
The Unlatcher and Vibrator were still wrestling outside when Vibrator got on top of him and grabbed the Unlatcher’s head, slamming it against the ground. He then got up and ran towards the door when the Unlatcher whom was fading reached out his hand towards Vibrator and clutched his fist. Jigsaw’s belt unbuckled and his pants fell to the ground properly tripping up Vibrator sending him head first through the door and onto the ground his head landing next to Harold whom was still hitting Leo. Jigsaw and Vortex both grabbed each one of Harold’s arms and held him up against the wall, “Go!” yelled Jigsaw.
Leo got up and tried to pick up the unconscious body of Vibrator, but couldn’t. Jigsaw let go of Harold and Vortex grabbed his other arm, now staring each other directly in the face Harold started to get dizzy. Jigsaw hoisted Vibrator on his shoulder and followed Leo out the door. As Leo got out the door he was elbowed in the face by Percy who had now gotten up. Leo fell to the floor but as Jigsaw ran through he used Vibrator’s legs to hit Percy in the head knocking him down. Vortex let go of Harold who fell to the floor clutching his head and ran outside, he picked up Leo and the foursome ran out of the base leaving the group all lying on the floor.

Chapter Six

A small rodent scurried through a very small pipe; the pipe opened into the top of a very large room, the rodent fell out of the pipe but quickly transformed itself into a blue jay. The blue jay flew around the room a couple of times surveying the scene before it finally stopped over a large table full of scientific equipment. It landed on the floor next to the table and transformed into a man roughly 3 feet tall. He noticed he was not tall enough to reach the table and grimaced. He searched around until he found a chair, moved it to the table and hopped onto it. He searched around the table until he found a beaker with a liquid in it, he grabbed a near by cork, put it into the beaker and pushed it shut. He then pocketed the beaker and started to go for the door when he heard a sound. He ducked behind the door as he heard a woman’s voice, “Don’t make me come over there.”
“Damn,” the little man sighed to himself, “I hate women.”
The voice seemed further now and the little man decided it was safe to venture out. As he got out the door he noticed the hallway went in two directions, he fished a crinkled piece of paper out of his pocket and unfolded it. It was a crudely drawn map, it had some smiley faces where he needed to go, a picture of a scientist where the science room was, and a couple of rooms with frowny faces on them. He saw from the map that the only way out was to go through a main room with a big table in the middle and then out into a hallway where a big elaborate door was, once there he could slip out the mail slot. He folded the map up again and put it back in his pocket as he began to remark to himself, “But I could just turn back into a gerbil,” he said in one voice and then said in a more mocking voice, “No, the Vile is too important, you can’t mistakenly drop it, it’s too important.” He began to walk down the hallway and then finally said under his breath, “I hate everybody.”
The little man slowly made his way through the shadows, which were incredibly apparent in this giant castle; he thought to himself that they must like to save on the electricity bill. As he turned the corner he saw the giant room ahead of him, there was a long table directly in his path, on one long side sat 4 personages, on the other side 3 others, and one person at the head of the table, he couldn’t tell who any of them were as they were all in the shadows. Suddenly panic, he heard someone running up from behind him, “screw the vile” he thought, he transformed himself into a big spider with a long backpack on it’s back which held the beaker. He climbed up the wall and into the main room near the ceiling and decided to stay a while and survey what was taking place.
The running footsteps that were behind him was a man that had just turned the corner, he ran into the room but tripped on something and went flying face first into one of the chairs in front of him, “Damn!” he yelled, “Why on earth can’t we turn on some lights in here?”
“Because,” said the man at the head of the table, “We’re the Crimson Shadow, we’re evil doers and we live in darkness. Besides,” he waited a moment before continuing, “The electricity bill is murder. Of course Bullwhip,” he said to the man still on the floor, “If you wanted to pay for it…”
“No Thanks!” said Bullwhip, he got to his feet then took his seat in the only open chair.
“Good” said the man at the head of the table, “Now that we’re all here, our meeting can come to order, it’s been a while since we were all in the same place, and we can all hear updates on how… The Master Plan is going. So first,” he turned to his right side, “Railroad, Psycho, how did your mission go, did you make the necessary arrangements?”
“No,” replied Railroad seated in the seat to the man’s immediate right, “We had some resistance, nothing we couldn’t take care of, until that is Psycho decided to blow up.” A mutual groan could be heard. “My apologies sir, it won’t happen again.”
“Yes it will,” he sighed, “Fine, we’ll send two others to do it, he looked at the other two men seated on his right, “Bullwhip, you and Hunt will finished what Railroad and Psycho started.”
“Oh, do I have to?” replied Bullwhip, “You remember what happened last time I paired with Hunt.”
“But you’ve had people try to kill you before.”
“Not my own teammate! On a protect mission, when we could see the castle in our sights.”
“I’m sure he did it to keep you on guard.”
“No! He told me he wanted my Playstation 2!”
“Look, no more arguments, just do it alright?”
“Fine.” He harrumphed then plopped himself into his seat with arms folded and a pissed child look on his face.
The man at the front of the table then turned to his left side.
“Lisa.”
“Yes E?”
“What are we going to do about that spider on the ceiling?”
“I like to squash spiders.”
“Then get to it.”
The woman stood up as the little spider realized he was in trouble, He quickly sprouted hummingbird wings and flew across the room, Bullwhip stood, but the leader said, “No, let her take care of him.”
The spider got to the front door and fit it’s way through the mail slot. As he got outside he just kept flying forward, the doors behind him flew opened as about 100 women all looking exactly the same ran out of the door. They all ran after the little flying bird. The bird rose higher but the women just let other women climb on top until there was a tower of women, the women just continued to multiply.
A little face of the man appeared on the face of the spider hummingbird amalgam and yelled, “I Hate Women!”

Chapter Five

Jigsaw’s head was placed upon a coaster on a big glass table. His face was covered in white make up, he had bright red lipstick on and his eyelashes were thicker then he had ever known. “I feel so degraded,”
“But why?” asked Percy who was sitting himself down in an office chair in front of him, “It was your idea after all.”
“No, it was your idea, you just convinced me it was my idea.”
“No, really, it was your idea.”
“That’s right it was my idea, and I’d kindly ask that you refrain from saying anything opposite that ever again.”
“My mistake.”
Percy turned Jigsaw’s head around so he could see the rest of the room. There were a total of six office chairs around this glass table, on the wall was a projector screen and across from that was a projector. Percy had sat next to Hover Girl, who was writing some notes on a sketchpad.
Across from Percy sat The Unlatcher, he looked very tired and his mind seemed to be in his own little world, every so often he would pick his nose, then wipe his finger on the arm of his chair. Vicki was on Percy’s right, at the head of the table; she had a large portfolio out and was studying it intently. Jigsaw looked up at the clock on the wall and found it was still five minutes until 5, he looked and Hover Girl and inquired as to what she was writing.
“I’m writing a novel,” she replied.
“What about?”
Hover Girl seemed delighted that someone was interested in her book, she started to talk about it but was quickly interrupted by Percy, “So how ‘bout them pants, I hear they’ve been riding low this year.”
“You always do this to me!” Yelled Hover Girl, she stood up pointing her finger at Percy.
You know perfectly well,”
“NO! I’m not going to let you finish your sentence so you can be all high and mighty and convince me I’m wrong, if someone wants to hear about my Fantasy novel written in Poetry then I think I should be able to tell them about it.” She sat back down and looked at Jigsaw, “So as I was about to say,” she was cut off by Jigsaw.
“Uh, never mind, I don’t think I want to hear about it after all.”
Hover Girl’s face started turning red as both Jigsaw and Percy laughed when someone interrupted them all, that Jigsaw didn’t recognize walking in the door.
“Hyper Active Man,” said Vicki looking up from her papers, “How did it go?”
“Fine, Porcugirl is coming, she’ll be a moment. We had another altercation with Railroad and Psycho.” He sat down at the other head of the table, his head kept going back and forth, and Jigsaw thought he had some sort of inner song going through his head.
Sarah walked in, she looked a little shaken up, and she sat down in her chair next to the Unlatcher. She looked up at the clock noticing she was right on time, she looked to the table, let out a scream and fell out of her chair onto the floor behind her. “Why is there a severed head on the table?”
“Oh,” said Percy, “You don’t like my gift? I was going to give it to you and ask you to Homecoming. I guess I’ll just get a different one.”
The Unlatcher turned towards Sarah and helped her up, “We appre-Headed, him, Ha Ha Ha, from a crime scene. He can have his body come apart.”
“Oh, thank you Bobby,” said Sarah ignoring his awful pun, she dusted her self off and sat back down.
“Alright,” said Vicki, “This meeting will now come to order, first issue, what to do with the head.”
“What to do indeed,” said Jigsaw from the middle of the table, he had a broad smile on his painted face, “For just now, you will, ahem,” He cleared his throat, “Bow down to the kings!”
Nothing happened. Jigsaw wasn’t the only one in the room that looked confused. Jigsaw cleared his throat again and this time louder bellowed, “You shall bow down to the Kings!”
Again nothing happened, Jigsaw was frustrated, “What gives?”
“What are you trying to do?” asked Percy.
“My friends came to save me but they’re not going to come in until I surprise you with that line, it’s Iconic!”
“Uh, sorry to disappoint little head dude, but this room is sound proof.”
“Why on earth would you sound proof your own room inside your own base?”
“Cause it was on sale,” chimed in The Unlatcher.
“So you’re team is here to save you?” asked Hyper Active Man. He got out of his seat with a smile on his face; he raised his fists in front of him and jumped back and forth from foot to foot.
“Could someone please open the door?” asked Jigsaw.
Everyone got up ready to fight, Percy opened the door slightly. Jigsaw then said with a lot less exuberance “You shall bow down to the Kings.”
In came the three Kings, all with their fists up, Jigsaw’s hand was on Leo’s shoulder. “Ha Ha!” said Leo, it is time you gave back our man.
Hyper Active Man stood shocked; he looked at Leo and said, “Leo Richmond?”
Leo looked back in shock and said, “Harold Manchester?”

Chapter Four

On the 51st floor of a high-rise building there was a room overlooking the city, it took up almost the entire floor. Inside this room was a giant round table filled with all sorts of food dishes on a conveyer belt, which revolved around the table. Above the table connected to the ceiling were about twenty television, each one facing a different way so that you could see the TV from anywhere in the room. Around the table each at the 90-degree points were four giant thrones. Each one was jewel encrusted and very elaborate. The throne, which was on the opposite side of the elevator doors, was the biggest of all four. Above the throne were three giant letters, which connected to the ceiling. The letters had Christmas lights on them and they spelled out LEO. In the throne was a man whom was wearing a large plush gown as well as a crown on his head. He was eating grapes that were in a bowl on his right side. The throne on his right had a man with a mask on. The mask was a white black swirl, which met in the middle. He also was wearing a crown. His posture was very good and his demener seemed serious. Above his throne were the letters VORTEX. These letters weren't as big as the first throne. The throne on this man's right had a guy wearing a t-shirt and shorts he had his feet on the table and he was lounging the most out of the three. He had a piece of pizza hanging out of his mouth and down onto his chest. He was asleep in his chair. His crown was around his feet on the table. Above his chair were the letters VIBRATOR. To this man's right was the last throne but this one was empty. Above the chair were the letters JIGSAW. The man in the first throne looked at his watch, and then sighed, he then turned towards the man in the second chair, the distance between the two was about 50 feet, he grabbed a microphone piece which was on the table in front of him and put it on his lapelle. He then spoke to the second man.
"Vortex."
"Yes King Leo?" replied Vortex.
"How long has Jigsaw been gone?"
"About 4 hours your majesty."
"Where'd he go again?"
"He said he was going to get some Funyuns."
"And how long does that take? Twenty minutes?"
"Yes his average time is about Twenty Minutes."
"How long has Vibrator been asleep?" he says looking at the man directly across from him.
"About 3 hours. He fell asleep after you beat him at Parcheesi."
Leo turned his attention away from Vortex. His face looked tired. He stretched and exclaimed, "I AM SO BORED!"
As he said this the elevator door opened. Leo leaned so he could see who it was past Vibrator's throne. But to his disappointment there was no one there. The elevator door closed and Leo leaned back into his chair. He closed his eyes just as Vibrator woke up with a start. His head jerked forward and his pizza fell forward soiling his shirt. He looked disoriented as a severed right hand crawled up his legs and placed itself on the table. It used its fingers to walk along the table towards Leo. Leo opened his eyes to find the hand walking across the table. When the hand got nearer it started to jump up and down. Leo leaned forward, "What is it boy? Jigsaw's in trouble?" The hand fell over and the fingers clenched together, the thumb stuck straight up.
"Did he fall down a well? Is he stuck in the barn?" The hand jumped over and balanced itself on its thumb. "Where is he boy?" The hand fell over and let it's fingers go out then back in then back out then back in. It was beckoning Leo to follow. "Come, Vortex, Vibrator. Jigsaw's in trouble and we need to go save him. Leo stood up, grabbed his jewel-encrusted staff and headed for the elevator. The hand led the way, with Vortex very stoically close behind. Vibrator rocked himself back and forth until he fell out of his chair onto his face. He got up very slowly and walked towards the elevator. "Hurry Up." yelled Leo who had his finger on the door open button. "I'm coming," Vibrator retorted. Once they were all in the elevator the door closed and they went down.

Chapter Three

A standoff had occurred in the middle of a park. On one side stood a man who was roughly 7 feet tall and about 450 pounds. He was wearing pieces of a Locomotive that wrapped around his body. Next to him was a man that stood about 2 feet shorter then the first man. He wore a straightjacket and his head had about 3 hairs all of which were standing on end and singed. Across form them was a man with all of his straight hair going straight into the air. He was hopping from foot to foot and had his hands in up ready to pounce. Next to him was a woman wearing a dress, which had a lot of very small holes in it. She also had her hands up and was looking at the man in the straightjacket. Though this was taking place in a park it was scarcely populated, there were a few scatter people here and there but most of them were just ignoring the face off and going about their business.
The lone woman leaned in to talk to the man who couldn’t keep still, “So what do you think Harold, you want me to take Psycho,” she pointed at the man in the straight jacket, “And you can take Railroad?”
“Sounds like a good plan Sarah, but be careful about Psycho, if he starts to shake more then me get out of their as fast as you can, you won’t be able to handle the shockwaves, just run and cover, it’s the best option, I’ll meanwhile try and figure out how I can get through that armored freak there, maybe if I just run around eventually he’ll lose energy before I do, after all it worked with Bullwhip didn’t it?” As he spoke he kept bouncing from foot to foot and his speech was barely legible with how fast he spoke.
“Alright then,” said Sarah. She turned towards Psycho and yelled at him, “You and I are going to go at it now.” She ran at him but Railroad went to block the path.
“NO!” He yelled, “Me First!”
“No Railroad,” yelled Harold, “You’re mine.” He then took off, his steps were fast and he easily overtook Sarah on his way to Railroad he suddenly leapt into the air and jumped on top of Railroads armor.
Railroad wasn’t pleased with this, and he tried to grab Harold but his body wiggled like a worm and he couldn’t get a grip on him. Harold moved more and more, running around him, trying to push him down in any manner. Railroad swung his arms but every time he did Harold got behind him and tried to push him over.
Meanwhile Sarah ran up to Psycho who was quite calm. Sarah's hands produced spines, and she aimed for Psycho's head expecting him to dodge, she was ready to strike a different blow with her left hand. However to her dismay Psycho did not dodge the first hit, her hand full of spines dug into the side of Psycho's head. Psycho looked unphased by the pain and simply looked at her and smiled. His left eye started to twitch as Sarah retracted her spines and blood fell from the holes in Psycho's head. She backed away very slowly and was very distraught by Psycho's actions. Psycho's twitch spread to most of his face and as he started to squeak Sarah yelled to Harold, "He's Twitching!"
"Run!" yelled Harold back to her. Harold's legs were wrapped around Railroad's left arm, and his arms were wrapped around Railroad's right leg. He was sprawled across Railroad's back as Railroad continually tried to swat at him. Harold let go when he saw that Sarah was not in fact running but was more so standing in place due to shock. Harold ran at her as fast as he could, by this point Psycho had started to go into convulsions. Harold reached Sarah, and launched her over his shoulder as he ran as fast he could away from Psycho. Psycho's convulsions suddenly stopped, and Railroad braced himself for impact. A large burst of light followed by an explosion flung in all directions. Harold jumped behind a nearby building and covered Sarah's body with his own. The explosion covered most of the park as well as part of a city block; cars were flung through the streets. When the smoke cleared where the park was there was now a giant crater. Railroad who had taken the entire blast head on and had easily survived went to the center of the crater, where Psycho's body lay prone and singed on the ground. Railroad picked his friend up and fled from the scene.
Harold let go of Sarah who seemed to be all right, he came out from behind the building to survey the damage. He saw a group of people huddled underneath a kinetic shield, which was being made by someone inside the shell, all of the people looked like they didn't care. Another man came out from behind a different building and walked towards the crater, he had a park services uniform on. With a very nonchalant look on his face he held his hand over the crater and a green light began to glow from his hand. As instantly as the crater had appeared the growth of the plants spread quite fast and within a minute the park was back to where it had once been. A couple of men walked up to the cars, which were flung about, picked them up and placed them back to where they were. Harold shrugged and picked Sarah up and walked away from the scene. It was as if there hadn't been a fight there just a moment ago.

Chapter Two

The blindfold over Jigsaw’s eyes was taken off and he could see he was in an underground living room. Hovergirl who was holding his head sat down on a couch and grabbed a coaster from the coffee table, she set it down and then set down Jigsaw’s head on top of the coaster. Jigsaw noticed that it wasn’t just the two of them as there was someone else in a lazyboy chair to his right. It was a guy who hadn’t noticed yet the severed head on the coffee table but was rather riveted by whatever was on TV.
Hovergirl started talking to Jigsaw, “So now, we put the blindfold on you so you wouldn’t find out where our secret hideout is.”
“Well,” replied Jigsaw, “From what I could hear first you took me to jail, but they wouldn’t take someone who’s body parts were severed, so then you went to Moon Burger but didn’t get me anything, then we walked to the office of a bank, we went to the elevator where we went down, then into a parking garage where you opened a manhole cover and walked down the stairs until you came in here.”
“Whichuu!” The man in the lazyboy made a whipping sound and then continued, “He’s got you there Susie.”
“Um, well, then forget it,” replied Hovergirl still looking at Jigsaw, “Look, because we can’t take you to jail I’m going to keep you here with Percy,” she nodded towards the man in the lazyboy, “He’ll make sure you don’t get into any trouble.”
As she got up Percy said to Hovergirl, “Hey Susie, do you think you could get me a coke?”
“No, I have some work to do.”
“Look, you and I both know how important it is, that I have a coke.”
“Huh, I hadn’t thought about it that way.” Hovergirl flew into the kitchen grabbed a coke from the fridge and then came back in and handed it to Percy. She then shook her head, grimaced at Percy and flew out of the room.
Jigsaw who was a little confused by the actions of these two decided to talk to Percy, “Um, you know I could probably get out of here with you lying in that chair.”
“Yeah,” replied Percy, “But you won’t.”
“Yeah, you’re probably right,” Jigsaw suddenly realized what he had just said and was confused as to why he said this, “Wait, I mean, no, what?”
“Alright, here’s the deal,” Percy leaned towards Jigsaw, and turned Jigsaw’s head so he was looking directly at him, “My name is Percy, but some call me, The Power of Persuasion, you see, for some reason I can convince people with little to no effort, some people say it’s my charm even though I’m a slob, but I call it my chakra.”
“You’re a nerd, you know that don’t you?”
“Yeah, anyways, they kept you with me, because if you tried to get away, I’d convince you to stay.”
An Asian woman with dark brown hair and wearing a suit coat walked into the room and turned towards Percy while looking at her agenda in her hands, she spoke to Percy, “Now, it looks like, everyone is back except Harold and Sarah who are out fighting Psycho again. Do you happen to know how Susan and Jeff did?”
“Success,” replied Percy.
“Good, hopefully Harold will be back for the meeting at 5 otherwise I’ll be running it, and you’ll be there I hope?”
“Of course darling, you know I can’t go against anything you say, now why don’t you come and give me some lovin.”
“No. One other question…” a look of confusion crossed her face, “You didn’t happen to learn how to pinch my butt while I’m facing you now did you?”
“No, but this guy here,” he motioned towards Jigsaw who had a smirk on his face, “his body parts are all apart.”
“Hmm,” she looked at her rear end and found a hand without and arm groping at her butt. She grabbed it put it in her hand bag and zipped it in, she then turned to Jigsaw to introduce herself, “Hello, nice to meet you, I’m Vicki, and your hand is now mine,” she then turned back to Percy, “I’m glad to see you have a friend, but don’t be late to the meeting tonight.” She then turned and walked out of the room.
“Oh, I love that woman,” sighed Percy, “She’s the only one who can’t seem to do anything I tell her to,” he then turned towards Jigsaw, “Those were some nice moves Tex. But do it again, and your head will be in pieces, only I pinch her bottom. Got it?”
“Yes,” replied Jigsaw but before he could continue.
“By the way,” interjected Percy, “I thought Susie had all of your body parts in check.”
“Well when she opened the bag my body parts scattered. I still have control over them it’s just a little tiring and annoying. You have no idea how hard it’s become to try and walk your hand Addams Family style.”
“Right, okay, well, I think it’s about time for lunch so you’d better come with me.” He grabbed Jigsaw’s head and left the room.

Chapter One

Chapter One



“One man robbing a convenience store seems like an impossible feat, but here I am, doing a pretty good job of it, don’t you think?”
“Um, well, why are you asking me?”
“Because I’m robbing you, and do a pretty good job of it.”
“I suppose. Except, well, shouldn’t you have a gun?”
“Now look here Mister Store Clerk, I’m a mutant, why would I need a gun? I have special powers that could blow you to smithereens with a blink of my eye.”
“Well okay, but everyone has super powers now a days, and besides, you haven’t even shown me what you can do? How am I supposed to be scared if you haven’t done anything?”
“Fine then. I didn’t want to have to use my powers on you, but you leave me with no choice. I tried to be nice, I tried to be cordial, and I even tried to be magnificent. But you had to go and belittle me in front of my adoring fans that want me to rob this store. So now, I Jigsaw will show you what it feels like to have true…” The Store Clerk suddenly cut him off.
“Wait, your name is Jigsaw?”
“Well, yeah, but you may address me as King Jigsaw.”
“King Jigsaw… Right. And what are you able to do, put things together?”
“No,” replied Jigsaw a little shaken, “I can actually take things apart, like this,” Jigsaw looks down at his hand and then looks more confidently at the store clerk, “Like… I mean, as I was saying, you have talked down to me for the last time, now you will have to feel the wrath of King Jigsaw!” At that moment Jigsaw threw his arm forward, a ripping sound came from his elbow and his forearm ripped off and flew just inches past the store clerk’s face, which was stricken with disbelief and quite disgusted as well.
“Um, your arm came off,” said the store clerk.
“Uh, yeah, about that, I was trying to hit you with it, and I missed, so, do you think you could give it back?”
“Give it back? Are you crazy? And what about the rest of your arm? Why aren’t you bleeding?”
“Well it’s as I said my name is Jigsaw and you see,” For the second time Jigsaw was cut off, but this time because the store front windows imploded into the store, a woman wearing a dark purple costume and a red hand band around her head which had two holes positioned in front of her eyes flew into the store followed by a man wearing a high school wrestling outfit that jumped over the wall and onto the glass breaking it beneath his feet.
“Stop Criminal!” shouted the man from behind the woman, “We will not let you hold this man hostage!”
The store clerk who had been handling himself just fine up until the moment that his store was covered in shards of glass came from behind the counter with a look of anger across his face. “Do you know how much property damage you’ve done here?” he said looking furiously at the woman who was floating a foot off the ground. With this extra foot the girl was just below eye level of the store clerk.
“Well, I’m a,” she tried to babble out an apology but could not hear her own words over the raving lunacy of the store clerk. The man in wrestling garb behind her stepped around the store clerk to face Jigsaw who had by this time gone behind the register and had picked his arm back up and had stuck it back onto his elbow. He turned and introduced himself, “Evildoer, you have done your dirty deed in front of this world’s savior to mankind,” This time it was Jigsaw that interrupted.
“Jesus?” He asked snickering to himself.
“No,” replied the man, who seemed quite offended by the comment, he lowered his voice because he no longer had the energy to pronounce himself any longer, “I’m the Unlatcher, I’ve come to stop you,” he said very weakly.
“And I’m Hover Girl,” said the woman who flew past the store clerk to face Jigsaw as well.
“Wait, hold on all of you,” yelled the store clerk, he walked around all of them as he continued, “Jigsaw? Hover Girl? And what was it? The Unlatcher? That’s it everyone, fun time is over and I don’t want to repeat myself but could you all please leave me store?”
Jigsaw looked to him and laughed, “But I’m robbing you?”
Hover girl looked at him too and said, “And we’re here to save you.”
The store clerk looked at all of them, took a deep breath and then yelled louder then he had up to this point, “GET OUT OF MY STORE!” The vibrations from his voice created enough of a shockwave to throw all three of them out of the store and into the street behind them. Hover girl kept herself above the ground as was able to stop, before she hit the building across the street. The Unlatcher wasn’t as lucky, his body smacked into the hard brick and he slid to the ground in a very comic like manner. Jigsaw however took it the worst, he was flung out into the street and was hit by an on coming car, the force of the car shattered Jigsaw into about ten different pieces of body which spread all over the street.
The store clerk stopped his yelling once all three were outside of the building; he regained his composure and started to clean up the store. Hover Girl who seemed very shocked by the explosion that Jigsaw went through and flew around until she found his head rolling in the gutter, Jigsaw saw her and commented on his situation, “Uh, well this is awkward, but could you uh, find the pieces of me and put me back together?”
“Not until we take you to jail,” she said confidently.
“Oh bollocks,” he replied. Hover Girl grabbed Jigsaw’s head and flew over to The Unlatcher’s body, which was slumped upside down against the wall; he was as peaceful as any man could be after flying into a brick wall.
He looked up at her upside down body and commented, “Is that his head?”
Jigsaw replied sarcastically, “Yes, it’s his head.”
“Um,” said the Unlatcher, “Mission Accomplished?”
“It looks like so,” replied Hover Girl.
As Hover Girl picked up all the parts of Jigsaw, Unlatcher got up and remarked, “Everyone seems to have powers now a days.”

Prolouge

He sits and stares at that cup of coffee all morning. The alarm goes of in Harold’s bedroom and it wakes him from his near slumber. He walks to turn it off finding that he is once again late for work. Fifteen minutes later he downs his coffee and walks out the door, within five minutes he comes back into his apartment and grabs his keys off the hook.
On his way to work he stops off at the local coffee shop and orders two double espressos, He downs them both before pulling into his parking lot. He walks into the building clawing at his burned tongue, says Hi to the receptionist who just shakes her head and walks into the mass of cubicles.
“Harold! Damn it, don’t we pay you to come into our building at eight precisely? Don’t say anything Harold; you can’t keep doing this to us. I try to be the nice guy here but even I can’t keep holding out for you.”
“I’m sorry sir,” Harold walks past his boss and walks to his cubicle, within fifteen minutes he’s asleep in his chair.
“Harold!” Harold sits upright and garbles out some sort of grunt and he goes to work at his keyboard. “It’s 11:20, there’s a staff meeting that started 5 minutes ago and you were supposed to be there. Yet once again I find you asleep. Go get yourself a cup of coffee and come into the meeting.”
“I’m sorry sir,” Harold gets up and staggers into the break room, he pours the coffee and then takes hold of his cup like a shot glass and gets down the coffee in one fail swoop. He pours himself another glass and walks into the staff meeting room.
When lunch rolls around about an hour later he staggers out and finds his friend’s car ready to take him. He hops in the back seat and acknowledges his two friends.
“So Harold,” says Leo Richmond from the passenger side of the car, “Have another long night last night?”
“Uh, I think I got thirteen hours of sleep.”
“Shit,” sighs Johnny Victor from the driver’s seat, “You should go to the doctor about this guy, I’ve never seen you awake in your life.”
“I know guys, look I don’t know what it is either, hey, and here we are.” They pull up to the local Moon Burger and each order their usual meal. As they sit down they have a usual conversation among guys, about girls they like but don’t dare speak to, video games and what sundown73 said on her blog the night before.
They all go back to work just like any other day, do everything to minimal performance and head on their way home. Harold stops off at the local coffee shop once again and orders a double espresso. He makes his way home. He walks into his apartment throws his stuff on the floor, drinks his espresso gets on his computer and writes a blog about how girls don’t understand him and goes to bed.
He does this 250 days a year, almost always without any differences. He sleeps for roughly 3000 hours of those 250 days and downs about 2000 cups of coffee. His life is a routine, until that is that one day, that was just like any other day, only just a little different.
Harold walked into his apartment after a long days work, put his espresso on his desk as he sat down at his computer and turned it on, he took a sip of his coffee and ran it through his mouth, but this coffee tasted a little odd. He swallowed it with a quizzical look on his face and then exclaimed to himself, “Is this tea?” He took the lid off and took another sip; he swished it around to make sure, “They gave me tea?” He put down his cup and looked at his reflection in the computer screen, it was a face of utter distraught. Yet, he was too tired to go back and get a new one, so he gave in and drank the tea, but did so with scorn. As he finished the cup he backed his head to get the last couple drops and something wet and solid fell on his upper lip. “Gah!” He proclaimed as he grabbed what fell on his face, it was a tea bag. “They even left the tea bag in the drink?” He grabbed the tea bag and looked at the label, it said, “Squeeze for true power.” He looked at it with confusion but being the as how he was a part of the lemming generation he squeezed the tea bag.

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