In the buildings of one of the low-class zones, a clock alarm making its noise on one of the small apartments, the alarm doesn't show any signs of stopping, and the apartment's resident doesn't show any signs of wanting to move,
But after a few moments, he finally woke up, and with all the rage a person deprived of his sleep could have, he hit the alarm clock on the shutdown button, which, sadly for his ears and his neighbors' ears, since it's just 4:30 in the morning, it doesn't stop the alarm sound, after a few seconds, a second hit, then a third hit,
And... finally the fourth hit and it stops, the clock showed signs of not being the first nor the last time receiving hits to shut down the alarm sound in the morning, only a miracle is the answer for how it still works after such a treatment for a long time.
-Another day after a long training... why didn't I change the time for the alarm just yesterday? Idiot- says Mike, the resident in the apartment while holding his head after sitting down in the bed. After a moment he checks out the time, still already knowing the time anyway. -"4 hours of sleep, I had worst days"- he thinks, and then finally decides to start his day as usual, a light food, preparing things for the day, and so on, 5:30 taking a running while heading to the gym, entering the Gym at 6:00 and then returning home at 7:00 or 7:30, nothing out of ordinary for him.
Just yesterday he returned from a training test for a private military force for people with supernatural abilities, a 7 days long test with many kinds of hardships, and after successfully passing the test what did they say?
He had a very poor talent with his ability, and also it wasn't very powerful to start with, what annoyed him was that he still took the 7 days training test before being informed about his being rejected, and after returning home, he didn't change the time for the alarm, poor clock. But all in the past it wasn't his first time being rejected, at 25 years old this was his third rejection, his country was in a bad moment to hold its own supernatural forces, so he only could apply for those private military organizations, all of those from out of his country, but lucky... he could take the tests, and unlucky... rejected.
His country once a very prosperous place, was under a current problem filled with terrorists, on the verge of starting another civic war, God knows how it was still functioning.
As he approached his home he still was thinking what to do with his live, now being part of a mercenary group wasn't an option, so he should sort out his remaining options, using his powers for his own benefit was always an option, but still thinking it wasn't necessary to become a delinquent he kept talking in his mind while his phone woke him up, it was a message from a governmental organization, about a house his deceased grandfather had, he already knew about this, but just didn't have time, it was a good thing to sell the house, but it was good to go there to live, but most importantly he could just see what was there before deciding, who knows, maybe he can find something interesting,
Anyway, he didn't have much savings since his last trip to take the test to become a mercenary, and the gym, in his country, was not something everybody could just use, most people would use their money to try to keep surviving in a land in decay, if he went there he could not return since he doesn't have enough money, returning by walking? Let's see who is crazy enough to do that, 2 thousand kilometers from his side of the country to the other side.
-Still better than living in this shit...- he said loud after opening his apartment's door, making up his mind. His grandfather was a supernatural ability user, but his qualifications were poor since he had the same powers as Mike. After a few minutes he packed up everything he needed, and it all was just a few things, very light for someone strong due to physical activity every day, even somehow light for a not-so-healthy person. -"Come on Mike, you can also find the answer to how your grandfather made his way in this piece on land in decay"- he said in his mind, trying to console himself for the long journey that awaited him, but it worked in waking up more his curiosity, the country was already in decay when his grandfather made up an empire of his own before disappearing, or so his mother told him.
Just as he was buying his train ticket, he saw a woman being robbed -"another day in the office"- he said in his mind, not wanting to be involved in it, he knew that the local delinquents were part of the terrorist living in the country, so the man who robbed was part of the local delinquent's group or was about to be killed for robbing in other people territory... or being lucky and escape.
With his heart in conflict, he went to the waiting area thinking "It's not my fault but the world's" many times.
-Ah fuck it- he said in a low voice when passing by the area and trying to not get noticed, he used his poor ability to its maximum power, just enough to make the robber fall to the ground like when having a stumble with a little obstacle. Sadly, the police still couldn't catch him, the policeman just slowed his running while pursuing the robber; clearly, the policeman knew who the robber was and was probably from the terrorist organization -"corrupted people, nothing new anyway. Well, I did what was correct in my position, nothing more nothing less"-
He wasn't worried at all about being discovered, his powers were mainly similar to telekinesis but like having a third arm, it was not very strong and had limited distance. When other people use their supernatural powers, other supernatural ability users can barely detect it, unless someone has certain kinds of abilities or being specialized in stealth, or is very well trained, those with telekinesis-like abilities were not part of any, but lucky for Mike, his power could not be detected by others unless one used a certain device.
-"I certainly live... well, used to live in a very quiet area of the country, after all, I am moving today, at least if we compare it with other cities, I was lucky to live here... but my grandfather's house is in... I hope it is still standing... it would be standing, right?"- in his thoughts of worries he boarded the train.