A superhero tries to get himself classified as a natural disaster so people can get refunded by their insurance when he destroys their home during a fight. Storm sat at a courtroom in front of 3 judges. All looking down at her from their podiums of solid and polished oak with curious and puzzled looks on their faces. One broke the silence, “so you want to be a natural disaster?” “Its just not fair that my powers are destroying peoples homes and they don't get compensation for it… your honor” Storm added very abruptly forgetting that there were people she should respect. It was his first time in all his years that he had to look up to someone and talk to with respect. Storm wasn’t some delusional man that was making some strange request. Storm was the best superhero in the country. All the kids looked up to him as if he were a god. He would decimate the most feared villains in fashion using some combination of extreme weathers. Not only could he control ...