＂Happy New Year!＂

My dearest nemesis responded by throwing a truck at

me. Geez! And they say I destroy public property.

I raised my arm and the road in front of me shot up, creating a wall that blocked me from the oncoming vehicle. I heard people scream in the distance and realised what a good start it was to my year. If only

Super Storm agreed.

＂Gravel, WATCH OUT!＂ I heard Garnet shout but before I could react, a gush of wind punched me in the gut, throwing me against the steel vault that I had just pulled out of the bank.

＂Take the money and go,＂ I cried back to Garnet as I felt invisible fingers pin my hands to my side and lift me off my feet. I sighed. That guy and his flair for dramatics!

＂It’s the first day of the year, Gravel.＂ Storm levitated in front of me, both of us ten feet above the ground. Despite being out of my element I was absolutely calm about the whole scenario because, trust me, we had done this dozens of times. ＂Can’t you give me one peaceful day at the start of the year?＂ he carried on.