"Now, who should I use it on first?" Just as he said it, Derek spotted a jogger running in his direction. Even in the dim morning light, he recognized who it was. It was Chris Morgan, a basketball player at the high school. Derek may have lived in the shadows, but he wasn't stupid. Chris Morgan was part of the "popular" crowd and made sure that he was noticed. Chris must have been out for his morning run.
Derek hid behind a group of large bushes, waiting for Chris to run by. But as Derek hid there, he wondered if this might be his first chance to test out his new "power". After he passed the first few bushes, Derek jumped behind him and cut Chris' arm. He stopped running, turned around, and grabbed his bleeding arm. It wasn't really bleeding all that much, but Chris grabbed it anyway. A look of unbelief and shock filled Chris' face, but soon it disappeared.
And that's when the changes began.
Chris lost his muscular physique and his tanned skin. Black eyeliner appeared around his eyes, while his short brown hair grew longer and longer until it became black and was draped over half his face. His white T-shirt turned black, his running shorts lengthened and became black jeans, and his running shoes turned black as well.
Chris looked depressed.
"What did you do to me?" he asked Derek. It was just more than a whimper.
"I made you an emo, like me."
