The air was crisp while the sun shinned high above with a few clouds here and there. Casting its shadows against the hard concrete while people hurried across it. It was a bit warmer than usual, but Aden enjoyed days like these. Where the sounds of cars honking, rings of doors opening and the occasional laughter of a group of teens would fill the air. Sadly he couldn't enjoy this rush since he was quite busy at work. Aden had managed to get a small job at a diner. A job that was hard to get considering the fact he was apart of the minority. Others hated people like Aden yet it wasn't his choice. It was never a choice, but the majority could care less. With that there was only but a few places who were willing to hire and the only job the diner was offering was the dishwasher. Sure it wasn't an ideal job, but it meant a little pocket change instead of nothing. Aden did his best to be good while he worked. Doing every task they may ask of him. Even if it meant being yelled at ninety-five percent of the time. Usually he just ignored the yelling and just did his job. The boy was doing his best this afternoon considering he had awaken just a few days ago. Aden had no idea how his ability worked or what it did but for now he kept it to himself and continued washing dishes. By time the newest batch of dirty plates came he was out of dish washing liquid. He quickly dried his hands off on his apron and went to the back. While looking for the soap he needed Aden had passed the fuse box and his body sucked the electricity out of it. Lights went out, the air conditioner had stopped and the kitchen was as a screeching halt. Commotion from the front made the young boy come out to see what was wrong. The staff was busy looking for a new breaker to put in the fuse box. They were complaining it happened often only because the diner was old and needed a new fuse box. While everyone was out of the kitchen he went ahead and put the plates away for the cooks. "Aden, turn off the stoves. They're gas and I don't want the place to be filled with it." The cook had told him. Like any worker would do Aden did as he was told and went to turn off the gas stove. Except his body had other plans and a large spark came from his hand when he got too close to the range. A large plume of fire torched the ceiling and sent Aden falling back. All he could see was fire eating away at the ceiling and walls in the kitchen. All of the grease and dirt on the walls and shelves only allowed it to spread faster. The fire alarm rang as smoke started to fill the building and everyone was scrambling out of the building. Except for the cook and the owner tried to stop the fire. Aden managed to crawl out of there with his hand in tack, but could see the building being swallowed by the flames. Sirens wailed in the distance as firemen, ambulances, and cops came onto the scene.