Nighttime Montage

"What does your telekinesis feel like?" Mike was ready to go. "Like how do you select what to move. I remembered back in the bathroom you didn't pull me to you you pulled my clothes. I wonder if you can pull people at all?" I thought back to the bathroom. He was right. I focused on him now. No not his shoe his leg. No not this pants. Hmm, maybe he was right. His arm was exposed and I couldn't pick it at all.

"You're right. I can't select either of you. Okay good this is a good start I can pull clothes but not people." Mike continued.

"Can you focus on your shoes." I looked down confused. Of course I could but what does that have to do with anything.

"Of course I can but what does that have to do with anything?" Mike got excited.

"Can you move your shoes up," He pointed up "Could you make yourself levitate?" My eyes got wide. I focused on my shoes and I started to lift them up. As they lifted I found it difficult to balance because I was looking down at my shoes. I fell forward as my shoes raised up behind me and then fell as I lost concentration.

"Yeah, you're fucked the Order is gonna beat your ass!" Eric was enjoying my humiliation. I smiled Mike had clued into something though.

"Okay, hold on, it kinda worked." I stood up and balanced focusing on my shoes. This time I rose with a bit more stability. Controlling two separate shoes was a bit of a problem. I could do it but the control was halved between them. I reached for two metal bars in one of the piles and they flew to my hands. Way more stable but a quarter of the control. "Okay, my focus is being split between 4 objects and I need them all to float comfortably. My control over each object appears to be a quarter of what I'm capable of." Finally Eric had an insight.

"What if we made a frame? Some metal frame that your hands and feet could rest on so you would only have to control one object?" He took out his tablet and started sketching it out. "Something like this could go under your clothes and you could fly whenever you wanted." I looked at it.

"It has to be able to fold so it's not in the way while I fight." I was grinning now. Flight? Did I just bootstrap flight? Oh this was worth the sexy battle nuns and the cosmic alignment. "Can you make something like that?" Eric was already grabbing some metal from the pile and loading it into his truck. He got in and rolled down the window.

"I'll have it done in two hours. You gonna be up?" He pointed to me.

"I'm a vampire now, I'll be up all night every night." Eric gave me a thumbs up and took a bite of his pizza and drove away. The vampire thing didn't even phase him.

"Now a weapon." I said to Mike who clearly had already been thinking about it.

"What about like ropes? If you can control the end of them you can make them do whatever you want. You might even be able to use them as spider legs." Mike pondered. I grinned at that. Superman meets Doc Ock meets Dr. Strange? What a combo! I looked around for a rope. I found some discarded barbed wire and tried to pick it up with my mind. "Look, how you save the day is your business and I'm here for it, but killing people always fucks the hero up and it causes more problems than it's worth."

"I'm not gonna whip people with barbed wire," I laughed. "I just want to see how my control works over long surfaces." Mike exhaled, relieved at my response. The wire was odd. There was a sort of control creep that would end up with me just moving the whole roll of wire. I tried to isolate the end but there was no way to stop my power from extending to the whole thing. "No this is ridiculous." Then I looked over and saw chains by one of the cars. I focused on just the last link and I moved it around. I could control just the end and make it snake in the air how I wanted. I could also control however many chains I wanted to at a time and decide the length I wanted to move. "Chains. Chains will be better."

"Okay so you have to be gentle with them though. Whipping someone with a chain could seriously fuck them up." I nodded. I found one really long chain, maybe about 30 or 40 feet. I used my strength to break it in half and then wrapped them around my torso and folded the ends in like you would a towel. I then focused on one of them and made it snake around my body in the air. It danced and swerved around and I was even able to bring myself a slice of pizza with it. I was getting better at controlling the various sections of chain and I could bring out the other chain without issue. Pretty soon I had 4 chain arms extending out from my torso. Catching a glimpse of my shadow in the moonlight, I looked like a monster. A monster to those who dare oppose me. "Holy shit that looks AWESOME!" Mike was amped. So was I. I got a text from Eric.

(E: Yo I figured something out I think I got this)

I wrapped the chains back around my torso, it already felt natural, and I responded.

(J: Great I think we're finished up here too)

"Hey Eric is done with the frame. Let's head down." Mike nodded drinking one of the beers that Eric had left behind.

We got in the car and headed down to Eric's shop. Mike looked around the car.

"You probably won't need this thing after tonight. Flying around will be way better!" I looked over at him.

"Well I won't be able to fly during the day. I want to draw as little attention as I can before the Order catches on."

"They can track magic but only in the day?" Mike was getting more comfortable and snarky with me. I laughed.

"The Order might know people in the military or government in general. I don't know how far they reach." Mike nodded.

"I'm just fuckin with you, and the government would fuck them up, if they know how to track magical beings they know how shit governments are." I couldn't argue with that.

Pulling up to the shop I saw a small metal frame sitting out of the big garage door. Eric looked proud of himself.

We walked up and held his hands up to it. "Tadaaaaaa" He said proudly. "Okay so this is a shit version, it's barely a frame BUT if you save people or enslave them or whatever you will be able to have a better one made." I lifted the arms of the frame, it was articulated so it could move with my hands and arm joints. The legs were articulated as well and there were two flat metal pads for my feet. There were 4 Velcro straps around each of the limbs and one around the waist. I unwrapped the chains around my torso, affixed the frame to my back and locked down the Velcro with my mind. Then I replaced the chains around my torso. "What's with the chains."

"Those are his weapons. He can move them like snakes." Mike said. Eric looked impressed.

"Okay, let's take it nice and easy." I focused on the frame and lifted it up. I lifted with it. It felt very uncomfortable, like I was being picked up by a forklift. I readjusted myself a little and stood firm. I floated over my car and then back to them on the ground. Disengaging the frame was easy enough it all folded back behind me. I reengaged it and then looked at them both. "Okay, ready for take off." I lifted it up and then started going towards the coast. It was about 5 miles away but I figured that would be a good test. As I cruised I readjusted the frame to point me forward like superman looked when he flew and instantly it felt better. I could roll and pitch like a plane and by the time I made it to the coast my mind had fully interfaced with the frame. The awkwardness was gone and so was the frame. I was flying.

I took a left at the coast and headed up along the shore. I did a few barrel rolls and a big vertical loop. I could pull some serious Gs thanks to my super strength. Then I got an idea and gained some altitude. I stopped in mid air and turned back to where I had reached the coast. I started pushing forward going faster and faster, the wind pushing into my face. I couldn't break through. My surface area was too oblong. I tried to push further and then I decided to focus on a cone shape over my head to mentally push the air around me. This did it and I felt the shockwave envelop me as I broke the sound barrier for the first time. Holy shit.

I quickly made my way back to Eric's shop, having gone about 100 miles south during my test, and finally found it. I flew to right above the ground and then slowed. Changed my angle like I saw Superman do and then finally touch down.

"DUDE HOLY FUCKING SHIT THAT WAS NUTS!" They were both ecstatic. "How did you break the sound barrier?" I grinned, the adrenaline unlike anything I had ever felt before.

"I focused a cone of air around my head to reduce my drag and that worked." Mike understood.

"Okay well I'm gonna hit the hay then if we're all wrapped up here." Eric closed down the garage and turned off the lights. "This was sick dude if you need any other gear, hit me up!" So Eric was basically my upgrade shop. This was turning into a video game!

"Alright Mike I'll drive you home, I want to fly around more." Mike was already getting in the car.

"We need to set up comms for when you are out and about. We should also probably set up algorithms to locate possible Order members and create heat maps on where they are likely to be." If my mind was expanded when I was chilling out, right now it was on full blown overdrive.

"Okay, I don't know how to set any of that up." Mike said impotently.

"That's fine I can set up most of that but I will need an Overwatch when I go out for a patrol. We need a base too." Mike looked confused.

"What about your Island? Does it not have internet?" I looked puzzled. I hadn't thought about that when creating it.

"Shit, that would've been a good idea."

"What it doesn't have internet?" Mike looked incredulous.

"Well of course it does but I didn't set up..." Then I thought about that big tower thing in the center of the Island. I just sorta vaguely wanted a very high tech tower that reached the heavens. I hadn't been specific. "Maybe I did. I'll get back to you on that one." I dropped Mike off and then headed home. I parked my car in the driveway and looked at it like an old pet. "Well this might be it for you." I rose up over my house and then took off into the night.