Rise Up!

The robot uses it's blue scanning beam on you, then the beam suddenly turns bright red and you throw up your hands to ward it off, whereupon a shield forms around you: all that prevents you from being blasted into smithereens when two rocket pods open from the robot's upper surface and unload on you, managing to actually damage the pavement! By some instinct you leap out of the way of the explosions, and you are airborne, flying above the robot as it opens two MORE rocket pods and gets ready to attack!

You never give it the chance.

Just as the missiles launch you form two bubbles of **** around the launchers, and as you hoped they are contact triggered, exploding while still partially inside their launch tubes! This sets off a chain reaction detonating all the ordinance still inside the robot and leaving it a hunk of flaming metal, and you fly away from the scene as fast as you can, not sure WHAT you are going to do now, and finally getting a good look at your hands. On each of them is a gauntlet the color of Orochalcum, with four disks along the top knuckles of both hands, each one a different color and marked with a different symbol, which look like nothing you have ever seen. Three of them are glowing, one red, one purple, and the other blue, while the rest are dark: consisting of black, white, yellow, green, and orange. They are arranged just like the optic spectrum, if you counted 'infra-red' as 'white' and 'ultra-violet' as 'black', and you wonder what the other colors do, but have no time to experiment now.

You cannot go home, you know that. If you did you would put all of your siblings and your parents at risk. You have to find somewhere to hide while you think over this development and plan your next move. As you hear police sirens approaching you continue to speed off into the setting sun, eventually setting yourself down inside one of the more 'old fashioned' construction sites out in the burbs. After trying unsuccessfully to remove the gauntlets, you crawl into a section of concrete pipe, and, exhausted from the long and much too exciting day, fall asleep. Tomorrow will be time enough to figure out what strange powers you have just won, tonight, you sleep the sleep of the righteous victor.