Francis halts.
When he finds the sweet and money, he shakes one of the teens awake.
“Wake up. Wake up and take responsibility of your actions.”
A man, eyes closed, walks towards the group. Garfield, he is. Or Gar for short. He walks closer to the situation, unaware he is going directly in the path of Francis and company.
L: N-No…
S: You better tell him the truth, lad.
Samuel points his staff to Lee.
L: Uhhh…
L:…
L: Yeah… I did… Sorry.
“Fool!”
Francis jabs his index finger into Lee’s temple.
“Breaking private property, stealing, disturbing the peace, for sweets? Absurd! When you breaks the rule, you must ensure that you are doing it for a bigger purpose!”
The eccentric wild haired man is fuming – for clearly a weird reason.
“You risked a criminal record, months in probations, hours of community service for candies?! You should rob stage an murder! Revolt! Destroy the economy! Make the nation cries as your crime destroy its foundation! You can achieve great things with power, but you find yourself stealing candies?!”
Francis breathing is haggard. Though he wears a shirt, everyone can clearly sees his chest is puffing up and down in short quick breath. His voice is even louder than before; Practically shouting.
“And you!”
He points at Sana.
“Why didn’t you run when you are clearly a burden to others? Safety! Priority! If all could not escape, at least ensure the safety of yourself and the loot! Oh, fate, have people become so weak under the oppression of law they cannot protect themselves?! Fate, you are truly a cruel master, one without no bound!”
Yes. Francis is fuming. But the man doesn’t react. In fact, he’s still walking towards the group.
And he walks into a lamp post past Francis.
“Ow…”
He opens his eyes, squinting his eyes as if he just woke up.
“Where am -”
He notices the situation. Awkwardly looks at the others.
He looks at the situation, before deciding on something.
“Well… where am I?”
He rubs his eyes, as if he had jus- wait he really did just wake up…
Samuel smacks his staff into the ground.
S: What you’re witnessing is the consequence of these “powers.”
The final teen wakes up.
T: Argh…
“Uh huh. So where are we exactly? On a plain? Which street am I in?”
He asks in a bored tone, disinterested in the current situation.
He notices the broken shop and the teenagers.
“Huh. Meh.” He thinks.
“If by consequence you mean failure, I agree.”
Francis shakes his head.
“You four are not even worthy to be called degenerates.”
S: Look carefully. See? It’s an alley.
S: But no. Trust me, man, being man, will use these powers improperly and cause mass destruction. I’m here to prevent that.
@Damafaud
“Spout all the nonsense you can. Without getting governments to sign a law, pact, those words mean nothing. Or so my sister says…”
He shrugs.
“Hah! Who are you to defy the river of fate? It will not be long until chaos spread to the street and society faces a crisis it never had!”
He points at Samuel.
“Mark my word. Only one who is daring enough to challenge fate can overturn the flow of this river. And you… May have the potential to do so.”