Mr. Stiffy

K-T wasn't really a gym rat, he was 6 feet tall and his rather lean body was only showing slight hints of muscle under his often tanned skin. Not exactly what people imagine when thinking about a superhero.

He was current in a remote forest area with his mom, dad and sister. His parents were wearing civilian clothes rather than their superhero outfits.

The twins had recently been chipped by the league and now a few months after their 18th birthday they were eager to finally get their powers.

His dad had them run, jump climb and exercise, it was one known way to activate powers for the first time.

With the heat of the exertion K-T had ditched his t-shirt, only keeping his shorts and shoes on, Emily his sister was wearing a swimsuit looking leotard.

"It's not working Dear, they have been at it for hours," said his mom.

"Well, maybe they are not ready yet. Do you really want to use this? Shouldn't they get to have their powers emerge naturally?" replied their dad.

"Better use it and be done with it. You know that if it takes them too long to activate it they will always feel like they are behind others in the League."

There was a way to quicken power activation, a gas developed by a mad scientist to create super soldiers, had the unexpected side effect to trigger powers in those that have yet to get them.

His mother took a small canister from her pocket and threw it at the feet of the twins after pulling a ring from it. His dad clicked a button on a small remote that would send a signal to they chips.

The forest clearing filled with pink smoke and K-T felt power surge through him. His body was feeling like he was on fire.

His mind raced in panic, hoping the gas wasn't going to kill him. He was scared stiff as he kept repeating to himself "it can't hurt me. It can't hurt me" before passing out.

K-T's parents and Emily stood over him, unsure what to do. He was lying flat on the ground, and not moving. Even his chest didn't seem to move, making look like he wasn't breathing. He looked normal otherwise. Emily wanted to try her powers out, but their parents were more concerned about K-T's wellbeing. They lifted him up, and noticed his limbs and body didn't move when they picked him up. It was like lifting a lifelike statue or wax figure.

Once he was upright, Emily poked his face, and got no response. She tried to tickle his ribs, but that did nothing. Then, seeing his shorts, she got a smile and pulled...