HUMAN/SUPER First Contact 112
 

“I hate you both,” Angela said, crossing her arms.

Genesis rubbed the back of Angela’s neck.

“It’s okay, sweetheart,” Genesis said. “I still love you, no matter what you did when you were a kid.”

Angela rolled her eyes.

“Anyway, that was a long time ago,” she said. “We’re totally different people now.”

“Speak for yourself,” Kay said. “I’m still….”

He trailed off. His eyes drifted to the window and the color drained from his face.

“Excuse me a second,” he said, rising slowly from his seat. “I need to take a piss.”

He flipped his hood up over his head and hurried off to the washroom. Angela and Genesis sat in silence for a moment.

“That was weird,” Genesis said.

“Tell me about it,” Angela replied.

She glanced out the window and noticed a petite woman with short, dark hair standing on the sidewalk, looking in. Their eyes met for a moment, but Angela felt nothing; Kay was still suppressing her power. The woman moved on down the street. Angela’s cellphone buzzed.

“Is she gone?” a text from Kay said.

“If you mean the woman at the window, yeah,” Angela replied. “What’s going on?”

“Nothing,” he texted. “Relax.”

Kay returned from the washroom moments later and sank into his seat. Angela glared across the table at him.

“I’m confused,” Genesis said. “Who was that woman?”

Kay sighed.

“She’s my ex,” he said. “We just broke up the other day and she hasn’t quite accepted it yet. She’s been kind of… looking for me.”

“You mean she’s been stalking you,” Angela said. “You need to call the police, dude.”

“I don’t want to cause more problems for her,” he said. “She’ll get over it soon enough. I just have to lay low until that happens.”