Questionable Burns (Training Continued)(Open -NK)

"What was I thinking?!"

Nick had just came from a wild goose chase with a thought that he could just drop everything and try to be some kind of superhero. To escape the realities of life. The plan was to save someone trapped in a burning building, but he hesitated. The woman trapped inside turned out fine. A firefighter managed to save her. Those firefighters were the real heroes today. If he would've ran into that building he would've been in the way, or worse, he could've gotten them all killed. The smell of smoke still lingering in his clothing put images in his head of how wrong things could have gone. The thought of becoming some super hero of the day blinded him. He could only continue to ask himself what in the word was he thinking.

He looked at a clock in the window of a shop in the middle of proceeding down the sidewalk. Just forty five minutes had passed since he was on that bus on the way to school. He could go back. He could probably make it in time for his other classes. Only on that bus he had made a small self revaluation of what he wanted to be in life. He thought about signing up to work for S.H.I.E.L.D. It would give him the heroic thrills he sought and then there was the pay. Risking his life would pay more than being a doctor would. Right now it seemed like his best choice. If only he wasn't so impulsive about these things. He started to wonder what his mother would think if he told her what he wanted to do.

The subtle thoughts turned into images of his mother crying over the loss of his father while he died on duty as a police officer. He imagined that she might be against it for that very reason. He was all she had left after all. However, not even she knew about Nick's secret. The fact that he owned a power. A power that made harm seem laughable. Only he never tested his limits. He had no idea just how invulnerable he was. The idea of dying foolishly scared him. He felt stressed.

At the corner of the block he spotted a Starbucks coffee shop. Since it was so early, those hot coffee beverages sounded like a nice way to calm his nerves. He entered the shop and went up to the cashier to order his drink. It was quick to prepare, so he was there relaxing at his table alone to sip away at his coffee while he thought over how stupid his actions were in no time at all. He leaned his head on his elbow supported hand and stared blankly out the glass window at the outside world. "What was I thinking?" He said quietly to himself before taking another sip of the aromatic sugary drink.

(WC - 484)