"Uhhhh.." You stare at the freshly snapped-off sink bowl in your grasp, millions of questions running through your head. These things don't usually happen. Let's just say you were confused. Very, very confused.

It was the middle of the night. You had woken up just a couple minutes before, but as soon as you had opened your eyes, you got hit in the most nauseous feeling ever — as if you had just spun through a time vortex and then proceeded to take 23 shots of straight vodka. It was bad. Immediately, you had gotten out of bed and stumbled to your bathroom, grabbing onto the sink for support. Your mind mixed between throwing up and not- throwing up. Everything was spinning as you gripped the sink tightly, staring down at the bowl...

So tight that the 11 pound marble sink just snapped right off its base. With just your bare hands.

Yeah, no. That's- That's not supposed to happen. And you're pretty sure you hadn't gone to the gym in a while.

Now, still holding that sink bowl as if it was as light as a pizza box, you stood basically frozen in the spot--the nausea now disappeared to the back of your mind. It only took a minute or two for the dots to click together. Being a vigilante yourself, part of the Bat Brood, you knew the classic signs. You knew that these were the most obvious signs of meta-powers...

Hey, atleast you have Bruce on speed dial.