The day after I got home from the hospital has been a nerve racking. I have been given a two weeks to recover from the locker even after winter break ends, at first that would be a breath of fresh air.

That was till I sat down to make toast for my eggs. sure I got my toast then making my egg sandwich but after it was finished being eating that is when it became quickly apparent that I had disassembled the toaster and part of the microwave into about 35 small robots that looked very much like dragonflies and flies. There was also a flat one foot by half food pad that had a lightning bolt on it and the toaster's power cord coming from it.

Ohh that was not even the worst part I could see, hear and control them, I can even feel their little wings when they flap.

The dragonflies where about three inches long with a three inch transparent wings only a little bit fatter then normal. They had about a six hour battery life if I could add solar paneling to the wings they could most likely run all day on a partly cloudy day.

The flies though where no larger then my pinky finger nail. With about the same amount of battery life as my dragonflies. If I had to guess I would say the pad was their charging station.

Breathing in then out slowly I moved them around the room first walking then flying. There eyes where very good, way better then my own. Some of them caught of the clock.. crap two hours passed.

Out side a loud truck squeaked to a stop with a hiss. The little drones made it before I did. It seems mom was watching over me because it was garbage day. Now to explain to dad how the microwave and the toaster died. A fuse blowing out and burning them up so I put them in the garbage may be and acceptable excuse.

"Why now.. Why did I not have powers before I was shoved into the locker?" the question hung in the air as I walked back into the kitchen.

One of the fly drones was still watching the garbage man dump the trash can into the back of the truck.

It seems he pulled a muscle in his lower back from lifting wrong, he did not show it so he had to have taken some type of pain medication most likely an opioid because an over the counter drug would not let work with so little pain.

I put dads cheep soldering iron, small tools and glue gun away back into junk drawer. Then grabbed what was left of the toaster and microwave and hid them in the basement, fighting the urge to scrap the water heater for copper.

Breathing slowly again my next step comes to me. I need information so that meant the library. After getting dressed and plugging in my charge pad under my desk out of site I headed out.

As I headed to the buss stop I sent my drones wide in a dome formation so they would not bee seen flowing me. On top of that two of my drones were sent ahead as fast as they could to see there ranged and top speed. My eyes went wide as I seen they were passing card going twenty five mile and hour on the side streets.

After fifteen minutes or so I could feel the my two drones reaching the edge of my range. Doing some quick math in my head that came to about seven miles. My mind wandered a bit thinking about how I could ping off cellphone towers with the right receivers built in and how I could modify the towers to let me without disrupting phone calls or how I could just build some range booster drones.

About twenty minutes later the buss stops at the library. Heading in I smiles a bit because now I may finally find out how I got my powers and the lay of the land.

I move my bugs throughout the inside and outside of the library to keep watch then sit at a computer.

Breathing in and out slowly for what felt like the twentieth time that day I bring up the browser and Google then begin my search.