The two boys wondered off into the pasture. What a wonderful idea, they thought, that it was to go here late at night in order to try out their bomb. This was going to be an exciting night they thought. It seemed a little scary with all the lightning but this was too good of an opportunity to pass. They wondered out into the field with the explosive weapon. "This is gonna rule," stated Kenshi. "Hell yeah," said Brian. "We just need to set this up like this," said Kenshi as he got the bomb ready. "Damn cows, let me chase them away." Kenshi quickly set off after the herd of cows. He yelled and shouted, attempting to scare off all the cows. Brian watched all the excitement from beside where the bomb lay. The cows started trotting off. Just then, Brian watched as a surge of electricity flowed down from the sky and struck his friend. The thunder was hellishly loud. Kenshi fell to the ground. The cows ran off without hesitation. Brian ran to his friend to see his condition. Kenshi layed there motionless for a few seconds. Brian kept yelling to Kenshi to wake up. Finally Kenshi sit up. Brian asked, "Are you ok?" Kenshi replied, "Yeah. In fact, I'm feeling great." The two laughed for a moment. Finally Kenshi said, "I think we should go home," and Brian agreed. They grabbed their bomb and set off for home.

After getting to Kenshi's house, they hid the bomb and Brian set off for his house. They didn't talk to each other any more that night. Kenshi tried very hard to go to sleep that night but didn't manage much sleep at all. All he could think about was the exciting night he had. He figured he would pay for his insomnia the following day but he never was sleepy. He is usually very sleepy even when he gets plenty of sleep but he felt no sleepiness today.

Kenshi told his story of getting struck by lightning to various people at school carefully avoiding mentioning the bomb. Some people were skeptical about his story but he got a lot of attention that day. He kinda liked having a little attention for a change. Kenshi was in tenth grade. There was a girl he admirred in his French class by the name of Leslie. He had hoped that she would ask him about his adventure but she didn't pay much attention to him at all. She gave him a few glances as people asked him questions but that was nothing that everyone else didn't do. He had wanted to catch her eye but didn't succeed. He fantasized about him being stronger and gazed at his arm. He noticed it appeared a little larger than ever before. He still didn't think it big enough because it had not impressed the subject of his admiration, much less anyone else. If only he had lived a more physical life. Oh well, too late to change any of that now. He had to live in the present and put the past behind him. Worrying about the past caused unneccessary stress on the brain which he didn't need. He put it out of his mind and got lost in his fantasies. His thoughts were interrupted by someone taunting his beloved. He would have normally put it off as a joke to hide his secret but this was someone he didn't like anyway. His name was Cleo and he was a rather strong black person. He was much stronger than Kenshi but he didn't care. He had had enough of Cleo's bullying people. Kenshi was feeling very brave that day. Since the teacher wasn't in the classroom, he jumped up and said to Cleo, "Shut the fuck up! I've had enough." Cleo, of course, could not tolerate this. He jumped up too and strutted up to Kenshi. Kenshi felt the rage flow through his arms as he pushed Cleo halfway across the room. Everyone in the room was surprised by Kenshi's bravery and strength, including himself and even Cleo. Cleo decided to act like he had been joking and tried to back out of the fight. Kenshi calmed down and slowly walked to his desk watching Cleo to make sure he wasn't going to try to attack him while he was sitting down. Cleo eased to his desk and things settled down. After Kenshi's rage faded, he thought about how hopefully he had impressed Leslie. She was like a disease to him.

The rest of the day, Kenshi continuously was questioned about the event. Some even wanted to see his muscles and wondered how he could've pushed someone as big as Cleo like he had. This was getting very annoying to Kenshi but he made it through the day.

When he got home, he decided to work out some. He had 45 pounds on his barbells and could usually curl it about 30 times. After curling it about 100 times and not even getting tired, he decided to quit. He sat and wondered where his sudden strength had came from. The only thing extraordinary that had happened to him lately was the lightning incident. It was a strange event but he didn't see how an electric shock could make him so strong so suddenly. But then again, he had felt pretty good after the shock when he should've been in the hospital. What was happening to him? No matter what was the cause, he had no complaints. He was gonna see what resulted from all this and hope his strength was perrmanent. These were his thoughts all day and night. He only managed to get a few hours of sleep tonight but still he was never sleepy.

He woke up the next morning feeling great as he had the previous day. He looked at his arms and they were even bigger. All the rest of his body seemed to be getting stronger too. This day at school people seemed to be noticing his muscles. There wasn't much he could say to explain them. He said that he'd been working out but he knew this wouldn't fool people if he kept getting stronger at this rate. In French class, his Leslie made a comment about how his muscles were bigger than she had thought they were but said little more. This made him happy but was not enough. Perhaps in time he would be able to call this girl his. What a long wait it was.

He had heard about a gang from the neighboring town that was coming to beat the crap out of several people of Nibelheim. He didn't want to see this happen without fighting for Nibelheim so he met everyone else in the middle of the town after school. It was about 10 minutes before anything happened. A van stopped across the street and several people got out with baseball bats. They headed for the clump of Nibelheimers. All but Kenshi stepped back. Kenshi felt he had to protect his town no matter what the odds. There were about 10 of these people with bats. They closed in on Kenshi and started beating on him. He took a few of them out with his fists but there was too many of them. The rage kept growing inside him. Finally, without consciously knowing what he was doing, a sword hilt appeared in his hand. Immediately afterwards, a red beam of light protruded out from it as a blade. Kenshi started swinging it all around, cutting people wide open and even splitting some in half. This bloodfest only lasted a few seconds. When he got through, he realized what he had just done. He was amazed at how he had produced the sword with only his mind but was also scared about the people he had killed. What could he tell the cops? He decided to jump in his car and speed home. It wasn't long until the cops arrived knocking at his door. They started talking to him and asking him questions. He basically told the truth, except he said that he used a knife instead of a light sword. The cops asked to see his bruises. When they saw that he had none, they decided to arrest him. He got scared and produced his sword in his hand. This, of course, scared the cops. They decided not to arrest him and took off quite quickly. After their departure, he realized that he could be above the law. But if they wanted to, they could probably over-power him and it didn't help to be a fugitive. He remained a little scared but tried to live with it.

No one seemed too talkitive at school the next day. Could it be that everyone was afraid of Kenshi? He wanted everyone to respect him but not fear him. The thought was not pleasing to him. He shrugged it off and made it through the day. He made his glances at Leslie in French but this time noticed that she seemed to be looking at him too. This gave him a lot of thoughts. Perhaps his dreams were coming through. No one else mattered if he could just have her. Then, suddenly, he heard a loud sound from in the ceiling and he jumped up. A large rafter descended through the ceiling and continued to fall. The wall kept it from falling very fast but no one in the class had time to react except Kenshi. He saw that it was going to fall on Leslie as well as some others. He immediately jumped up and caught the rafter. It probably weighed several thousand pounds but he managed to hold it while everyone cleared out from under it. Then he dropped it and it crushed several desks leaving a dent in the floor. A few of his classmates congratulated him but most were in awe. Everyone knew that rafter was too heavy for any normal human being to hold up. They realized that Kenshi had became someone of godlike powers. Most had not seen his sword that day but had heard about it. This erased most disbelief in the people of this class. He was becoming known as a powerful person in his school. He had no idea what was happening to him but he liked it. It might have disadvantages but he earned much respect and had ultimate power. He thought this feat had impressed Leslie but he didn't push anything out of her. He felt good enough already.

After school, he decided to visit the neighboring town Cirlaville. Nibelheim and Cirlaville didn't get along well at all as one of the previous events suggests. This is the main reason Kenshi had went there. Cirlaville was a much bigger town than Nibelheim and therefore had more power than Nibelheim. But Kenshi felt this had changed now because of him. Several Cirlavillians had messed with Kenshi before and he felt he had a debt to pay. Things were gonna change around his area. He went to the Cirlavillian hangout which had several people there. They all tried to jump him but he beat every one of them down with his fists. He finally went home feeling satisfied. He had had enough fun for the day.