Hal watched the lights go off across the city. He hadn’t meant to fire off that EMP blast from his fists, but it had happened anyway. And it had been a big blast. Big enough to take out an entire city grid.
He didn’t quite understand what had happened. Up until five minutes ago, he didn’t even know he had powers. But the fact that the EMP had come from him was incontrovertible. He had felt the energy spin off his fists and launch into the sky. It had felt like nothing he had ever experienced before. Even his watch had stopped working.
It had just been so… casual. He’d been horsing around, daydreaming really, and he’d closed his fists, brought them together, and pointed them at the city. And then… well, there was no two ways about it. He’d brought the whole city’s power down, and he hadn’t even known how he’d done it.
This one was going to be difficult to explain to his mom when got home…
