I almost died the second time, broke almost half of my bones, but I had to know. The first time was an accident, my feet hovering just a few feet above ground.

I can control it now.

I look over the ledge and see my city, all its pieces moving in sync. The good and horrible.

There are more like me. Ones who can do things science deemed impossible. They're not all good. Maybe I can find them.

I only fall for a moment before it's like a whirlwind takes over my entire being, before I'm flying over the city.