Mike stood up from the edge of the rooftop and blinked his eyes several times as he tried to work out what was going on. [i] He remembered doing his exercise, then... he felt something? Like the spider sense of the legendary Spiderman? [/i] He could remember feeling eyes on him. Many eyes. The street then went silent as the protest below came to a sudden halt, and some chick - an absolute babe - started talking to Batman before levitating into the air. [i]I've got to learn how to do that one,[/i] he remembered thinking.

He stretched his limbs and admired the amazing view of the city that he had up here. He could see a huge portion of downtown, including the tiny cars on the roads below, the tinier people as they dumped their picket signs wherever and the tiny helicopter buzzing around one of the buildings in the distance. As he watched on, the building the helicopter now floated above abruptly emitted a fireball so small, that Mike would never have seen it if he wasn't already watching the helicopter. [i]An EXPLOSION![/i] Mike pulled his hoodie further down over his face. [i] Finally, the world had asked for a superhero. But this time, that hero would be Smoke. [/i]