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You look at the faces of your assailants as they close in on you. They look human, just like you, but there is something in their eyes, a curious blankness.
They are just feet away from you now. You are perfectly still, but inside your mind is racing. Just a few short hours ago it was a day like any other as you left your house for another unremarkable day at the office. The biggest thought running through your head was whether to take the kids to the ball game or the park at the weekend.
Then suddenly you've got a sharp black bob and sheer pantyhose. Just as you begin to puzzle your way through that conundrum, time freezes and before you know it some broad who flickers between youth and old age tells you all about the comic book superpowers you've inherited.
Having learned about your mission to foil a Fregalian invasion, you now find yourself hurtling through space in the company of hungry alien lugs at dinner time and you're on the menu! It's not your average nine to five, for sure.
They are upon you now. Your heart starts to pump. Fight or flight, life or death. They bore into you with those eyes. Something about those eyes. So blank, empty.
Instinctively you curl your fists and begin to circle slowly. Then it hits you!
But before you have time to articulate the thought, you kick out and suddenly you're the world's hottest kung fu master.
Through wave after wave of attack you parry, punch and drop kick yourself out of trouble. Within seconds, 18 aliens lie at strange angles all about you, their hunger abated for good.
Then they're gone, along with the spaceship, and you're back in the street face to face with the frozen policeman. To your right, the same beautiful blonde back in full-on youth mode, hovering three feet above the ground.
"That was a test right?" you say.
"When did you realise?" she asks, impressed.
"When I looked into their eyes. There was nothing there. Like they were just characters in a computer game"
"Very good", said blondie. "You asked if you had enough mastery of your powers to fight the Freglians. Now you know." As she speaks, her golden curls fade to grey. Then she is gone.
"Wait!" you cry, but only the wind calls back. "What now? And who the heck are the Fregalians anyway?"
"Sorry Maam?" The policeman's voice jolts you. Time has unfrozen. What on earth now?
Written by Jimmer
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