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behind the counter was all it took and Korgus’s ball and chain appeared on his forearm, crackling with vicious intent.
    The ball smashed through the front door and swung around to exit through the window, sweeping a path of complete destruction fifteen feet in diameter. “There. You won’t have to worry about any non-paying customers trying to hide in here any more,” Fletcher said with a laugh as he took a moment to admire his handiwork. Satisfied, he picked up the boxes and flew to a place he never thought he’d go.
     
    When the building that had once been the mayor’s mansion came into view, Fletcher was shocked. The building was one of the few that looked better now than it had fifteen years earlier. The marble facade gleamed in the first morning light and the brass flagpole was blinding. The wrought iron gates were both elegant and capable of holding back an angry mob. Though, they didn’t matter much to someone who could fly right over them.
    Before he could land on the front steps, two burly security guards were already approaching with guns at their sides. Somehow—possibly from the powers he’d inherited from Red Wraith?—he was also aware that two snipers had him in their sights. Boldly, he declared, “Tell Technein he has a visitor.”
    The security guards weren’t at all phased by a flying teenager demanding to see their boss. Fletcher got the impression this kind of thing happened every day, and he guessed they were not amused by it based on the way they grabbed him and hustled him back toward the gate. Each grabbed under one arm, causing him to drop the boxes on the steps. For a moment, Fletcher regretted not sneaking into Technein’s office while invisible.
    “Sorry, kid, no auditions. Boss has all the muscle he needs,” one of the guards grumbled.
    “Oh, really?” Fletcher challenged. “Not from where I’m standing.”
    Like a balloon inflating, Fletcher began to grow, breaking free of the guards’ grasp. Within seconds, he was as big as the guards, and seconds after that he was twice their size. They raised their guns, but before they could fire he slapped them away with a hand as big as a side of beef.
    The snipers fired, but their bullets were no match for Korgus’s legendary toughness. More guards poured from the mansion’s front door and Fletcher laughed. He lifted his foot and dropped it in a mighty stomp that would register on Richter scales two counties away. The quake sent the guard all tumbling over themselves, much to Fletcher’s amusement.
    As the guard’s swarmed, Fletcher noticed another man standing on the front step. He wore a blue robe and sipped from a large coffee mug, watching the assault like it was an old TV show he’d seen a dozen times already.
    Fletcher leaned down and swept aside the dozen guards as though he was dusting an end table. Then he made his way toward the man in the robe.
    “I’m here to see Technein,” he told the man.
    “Good luck with that,” the man replied, pausing to take another sip of his coffee. “Technein hardly ever wakes up before noon. You think maybe I can help you?”
    “Who are you?” Fletcher asked, slowly returning to normal size.
    “I’m going to be the guy that decides if you walk out of here or get carried out in a body bag, so I’d suggest you calm down. They call me Napalm.” The man in the robe held up his left hand and extended his index finger. In a flash of yellow and orange flame, it burst, the concussion from the blast knocking Fletcher back a step. “Now, what do you need to see Technein for?”
    “I know he buys medical supplies,” Fletcher said while Napalm slowly sipped his coffee and his finger reformed itself molecule by molecule. “I brought four boxes and was hoping to sell them.”
    Napalm shook his head and sighed. “You think Technein is a fence? You have no clue how this works, do you?”
    Fletcher had to admit he didn’t. He’d only decided to become a supervillain a few hours ago and