James walked out into the moon light, the moon was full and made it easy to see. He started out across the yard to a spot that was away from trees. James stretched out his legs and arms, so that he would not pull a muscle while he was practicing. James started his "practice" by doing a couple front and back flips. Then he got into the more advanced moves like a backflip scissor kick. After these few motions James took off in a full sprint then planted his hands on the ground in front of him and flip his legs over and landed in the splits, but quickly coming out of it into handstand that turned into a flip back to his feet. Sticking the landing James then took off his black muscle shirt and used it as sweat rag to wipe the sweat off of his brow. His muscles twitched as he started off on another sequence of flips and spins, this time as James landed his foot slid out from him and he landed flat on his back with a loud thud. James let out a laugh and a few coughs since the wind did get knocked out of him.

As James laid on the soft grass, shirtless and sweating. He reached his hands up and started to concentrate on using his power, create electricity. As his hands were outstretched bolts could bee seen jumping from finger to finger but not hand to hand, as he was trying to accomplish. The bolts grew larger and larger as James grew angrier and angrier that he could not do something so simple, then in a bright flash he had done something which he had no control over. James had made lightning strike his hands, he sat up with a look of sure astonishment that he was not dead. He stood up and noted the grass on which he was laying had been burnt away and the metal rivets on his jeans where very hot. James just started to laugh and run around in circles, then he tried again this time it was just a little blast from his hand towards a tree. The tree cracked and started to topple James' way, he took off in a full sprint the opposite way. The tree fell with a loud boom throwing dust and dirt into the air. "Great, no my shirt is stuck under there." James said as another bolt discharged from his left hand to his right.

James soon found that he wanted to go back into the city for what he didn't know, but he felt something was calling him there. So using his barely capable ability to shoot electricity form his hands to burn the branches away from the place his shirt had been laying. Grabbing his shirt and putting it back on James decided to head into the city on foot. He thought the he would pick up some hair dye so that he could dye his hair back to its natural black color. It would also make him less recognizable to the guys he got into a fight with. After making it past the gates he headed down the long road to the city.