
Warlock: Bobby Power: touch turns stuff to ice, can make any shape or object out of ice Transportation: surfs on ice Gear: metarock suit, belt freezers, outer suit made of solid ice, blue mask covers an inch around the eyes Prometheus: Tim Power: can create fire, can manipulate fire, and can control explosions Transportation: can fly Gear: metarock suit, armor turns into bombs; small red mask covers an inch around the eyes Zeus: Nolan Power: creates lightning, can manipulate lightning and

The time has come. The people are ready to rise. They crawl form the very foundations of the city, ready to reclaim what was once theirs. But is it war, or genocide? A sacred revenge that has been twisted and confused? Nevertheless, they march, and the more cries of war I hear, the more I start to realize that this goes far beyond our city. Everywhere, people with uncanny abilities keep popping up. And what of my parents? How were they involved with all the impossible things people are

Warlock: Bobby Power: touch turns stuff to ice, can make any shape or object out of ice Transportation: surfs on ice Gear: metarock suit, belt freezers, outer suit made of solid ice, blue mask covers an inch around the eyes Prometheus: Tim Power: can create fire, can manipulate fire, and can control explosions Transportation: can fly Gear: metarock suit, armor turns into bombs; small red mask covers an inch around the eyes Zeus: Nolan Power: creates lightning, can manipulate lightning and

The time has come. The people are ready to rise. They crawl form the very foundations of the city, ready to reclaim what was once theirs. But is it war, or genocide? A sacred revenge that has been twisted and confused? Nevertheless, they march, and the more cries of war I hear, the more I start to realize that this goes far beyond our city. Everywhere, people with uncanny abilities keep popping up. And what of my parents? How were they involved with all the impossible things people are