“Ok, it’s a go in and go out type of thing. We grab the kid and instantly go back, Alright?”
I nodded my head, understanding what we needed to do.
“Yea because of this kid’s powers, we are risking a lot. So be fast with grabbing him and copy his ability before we cease to exist.”
“What is his power?”
“He apparently can change himself and someone’s age. Along with that, the person who grow older seem to have experience of things they never had before. They want us to capture this kid so we can age people to when they have full control of their powers.”
“That’s... interesting.”
We walked down the crowded street, looking around for the person in the picture we are provided. We couldn’t find him, until a crowd of almost naked kids start running towards us, and then past us. Automatically we knew it had to involve with the suspect, so we headed opposite in the direction the kids were running in.
There was a teenager, possibly 16, who resembled the person in the photo. He was punching another kid in oversized clothing who looked to be 7 or 8.
“Bully me again and I’ll send you to your diaper days bitch!” He tells the kid.
“We’re sorry! We won’t bully you or anyone else ever again!” The kid cried out.
“Sorry ain’t gonna cut it!” He punches the kid once more, making him unconscious.
I look over to my partner, who pretended to not see what was happening. He was looking at a map, covering his whole face from any view of people nearby. “Don’t look at him, or you’ll aggravate the kid.” He whispered to me.
“Hey dweeb!” I heard called out. I turned back around to the suspect, who is now walking towards us.
I whisper to my partner, “get ready to teleport us!” And I walk to the suspect.
“Whatcha lookin at?” He asks. By the looks of it, I was possibly going to meet the same fate as the kids, so I needed to copy his power.
“I’m just looking around. Is that illegal?” I told him. Apparently he didn’t like that, and grabbed me by the neck collar.
“Listen, I can easily turn you into dust or send you back into being a sperm. So it would be best that you don’t mess with me!”
I look over to my partner who was slowing inching toward us, still looking at the map.
I grabbed the kid’s arm and said, “Well I can copy powers so unless you want to have the same thing happen to you, it would be best to let go!”
The second I say that I was punched. He had a strong arm because it sent me rolling. My partner grabbed the both of us and we were sent back to what he called HQ. He yells out, “shoot him!” And the suspect gains about three tranquilizer darts in him. He passes out, but isn’t the only one. When we got back I slowly started blacking out. I needed to touch him, to stop what ever aging effect he did to me, but it was too late. I passed out right then and there.
I woke up, in my new home, with my partner sitting down beside my bed reading a magazine. Everything suspiciously seemed larger than before. He noticed I was awake, and asked my age.
I told him I was 16, but from the way he looked at me, I wasn’t that old anymore. He handed me a mirror, and just from looking at it I could tell I wasn’t 16, but I was now