"You mean you can make me... special? Strong enough to control him if he ever becomes dangerous again?"
"That's right," the Broker smiled. "You'll be what every superhero needs, a supervillain."
"My son is a not a superhero," you stated angrily. Then you thought of those bullet holes. "But I accept your offer."
You held your hand out for him to shake. As his palm touched yours, a jolt of electricity ran up your arm. "Sorry. Already got a power picked out for you," he beams. "You're gonna love it."
Just then you felt dizzy. After you came to again, you looked quite different!
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