"OH MY GOD! WHAT IS GOING ON DUDE!?" oh great, just what Dirk needed, another person knowing he has powers, that's superhero 101, don't let many people know your secret identity, and the last person he wanted to know was Jackson. He's a great guy, just he doesn't process stuff all the way through. He was in the accident that killed our friend Billy. A drunk driver was deciding it was his night to go joy riding in his neighbor's car and have a thrill. Well, that thrill messed up Jackson, and killed our friend. Dirk would have been there if he wasn't out trying to score with this hot chick he met at the bar that night. They were all at the bar that night, Jackson being the designated driver, they all had carpooled together to the bar. Dirk had left with the woman he met. While Dirk was busy at the woman's house, he got a call, he brushed it off, then again it rang, he brushed off again, it rang one last time and Dirk decided to answer it, it was a number he didn't recognize.

"Hello, this is Dirk Blackwell, how can I help you?" He said kind of...