My alarm clock buzzes to life, the rythmic beeping equal parts loud and annoying, making it well suited to its task of waking me from my sleep. My eyelids open a crack as I fumble to hit the alarm and silence the clocks insistent reminder that its time to greet the new day. After a few attempts I manage to find the right button and my actions are rewarded with sweet silence. Pushing myself up, I yawn, streaching my limbs and feeling my blood, or whatever fluid I have now in place of blood, retuning life to my body. Rolling out of bed, I hop in the shower, the cool droplets helping to dislodge any lingering drowsyness. I watch as the water and my skin refract and warp the light into a myrid of changing shapes and patterns.
Once, I was skin and muscle and bone. Human. But the world turns and things change. Every single cell in my body is now a living, organic crystal. I still dont know what to make of the change. Once I was a police officer, a member of the STAR squad. I was proud to do my part for Freedom, and I was happy with my work. My change was not only physical. I dont belong with STAR any more, as much as I'd like to. I need to move on to bigger things, let a new rookie come up to take my place. Its for the best.
Donning a bright blue T-shirt and a pair of jeans that are a size and a half to big for me, I reach for my badge, only to recall Im not an officer anymore. Change is never easy, it'll take some getting used to. I head out of my appartment, walking down the street. I feel the eyes of the people I pass as they appraise me. In the morning light, I shimmer and shine like a disco ball. I do my best to just ignore the looks as I walk, making my way to the center of the city. Its a good three mile walk, and I probably could have gotten a cab, but I prefer to get the exercise. Old habbits I guess.
My target is Freedom Hall. When I was with STAR, I worked along side the meta-humans and superpowerd crime fighters. I'd even spoken to a few of them, though only in passing. My old squad captain said that they'd send word to the Freedom league that I'd be coming by. I foguth to protect this city before I had any powers, and I'll fight to protect it now. The earth turns, things change. You either adapt and move on, or get left in the dust.
With a screech of rubber on concrete, a car comes zooming down the street, music booming, engine roaring. My instincts kick in, assessing the situation. The car passengers have guns, and based on how fast their going, you'd think they were fleeing a crime scene. My appointment with the freedom league will have to wait.
I was handed leamons, so lets see if I can make some leamonaid.