Nick couldn’t believe it. The others had powers and he didn’t. He listened as Richard explained it somewhat.
"You were an awesome fighter anyway. You didn't need powers." said Richard. "You could fight ten guys at once. And I'm not talking half drunk guys in bars after we stole their wallets. I'm talking special agents, the kind you see in movies."
"Ok, so if I'm such a good fighter why do I feel..." Nick paused searching for words. "Powerless."
Nick guessed that wasn't the best choice of words, giving what the others could do, but it was all he could come up with at the moment. That and he had another question.
"And why were we stealing wallets?"
Richard sighed. Nick guessed that there was possibly somethings Richard didn't want to talk about.
"because you were such a good fighter that all they could to was put an edge on an already sharp blade." said Richard. "Here, I'll show you."
All of a sudden, Richard just disappeared. His voice came out of thin air, harsh, and menacing. "You were a great fighter, now you can't even remember who you were."
A fist suddenly appeared out of thin air, heading for Nick's face at what looked like terminal velocity. Nick started, then his brain kicked in and he ducked. The fist missed his head by a centimeter. Then the fist withdrew into the thin air it had appeared from. Laughter filled the air.
"You fight on instinct." said Richard's voice. Which sounded odd coming through a portal. "Don't think about what you are going to do, just do."
"Uh, guys," said Camron. "I don't think this is such a good id-."
Another fist erupted out of thin air but when Nick dodged it another one hit him in the ribs. Not hard enough to actually hurt him but it was a reminder that he wasn't doing too well. Nick felt himself getting angry.
"Ok then." he muttered. "Bring it."
"Guys!" cried Shari. "Stop it!"
Another fist erupted from a portal. This time Nick brought his arm up to block it. Another fist appeared to his left. He caught it in his open hand and pulled. Richard flew out of the portal. With his free hand Nick caught Richard by his shirt collar. His other hand let go of Richard's fist and drew back for a knockout punch. But when his fist reached where Richard had been, Richard was gone.
Clapping filled the air. Nick turned to find Richard leaning against the kitchen doorway. His shirt was torn at the collar, but other than that he looked fine.
"Still feel powerless?" he asked. "Our powers answer our weaknesses. My lack of mobility during a fight was mine. You didn't have a weakness that could be answered by getting a power, that's why you don't have one. You had these."
Nick watched as Richard reached into another portal and pulled out a black backpack.
"What's inside?" asked Janette.
Richard's smile when he replied chilled Nick's blood.
"Your weapons."
Nick watched as Richard unzipped the backpack and dumped the contents on , the counter. inside were two Glock 18s, a couple of tactical tomahawks, a bunch of knives, a Colt 1911, lots of spare clips, a pair of brass knuckles made out of some shiny kind of metal, and a short black rod with a button inset on the side.428Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡH8uFtBqlAB
Richard reached back into the portal and pulled out a tactical vest and helmet along with holsters and belts for all the weapons and clips.428Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ9MfvfR74hR
Richard started passing stuff out. "Glocks, tactical vest, helmet tomahawks and knives with corresponding clips for guns: Nick. Nanotech filled tube: Shari. Brass knuckles: Janette. Colt 1911 and clips: Camron."428Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡs46wypuZyy
As Nick buckled on the gear and weapons each one felt comfortingly familiar. As if they were a part of him. Then he noticed something and frowned. "Where are your weapons, Richard?" he asked.
"Right here," said Richard as he snapped his fingers and reached into another portal pulling out a Barret assault rifle and a backpack which clanked as he put it on the counter. "My gun plus a backpack full of clips," he said.428Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡk9AQQV6sz6
"How do I work this?" asked Shari as she turned the rod around. "Wait," she pressed the button and the end of the tube emitted a black wave of something that solidified into a pure black spatha blade. "Got it."428Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡfJLIcGyPWl
Janette had put on the brass knuckles and touched them together. Electrcity arced between them, and Nick took a step back. Janette's power was electricity. And the electricity arcing between her hands looked pretty damn lethal.
"You said you guys were Project V, right?" Asked Dario as they finished putting their weapons on or away. "Cause I know a guy who might be able to help you."428Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡTiTCY1GzMi
"Really?" asked Richard. "How can he help?"428Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡLZtaAY1hXQ
"Well he's a brilliant enough fighter that when we were attacked by a couple of those creatures you described he fought them off," Dario looked around. "And he was doing stuff that no human should be able to do."428Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡElOIIryOBU
"Where can we find him?" asked Richard.428Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡJDRDAGgYLt
