Forgive me, my faithful companion, but if what's on the news is real then we might have a problem on our hands. 

I whip out my phone and go to the same link I saw the video on. The bright display flashes and swirls as a green-haired figure in the center deftly 'pulls' a collapsing building off to the side, away from a family of three, before quickly running offscreen. Whoever this was, they were caught with a drone doing either a good deed, or a very good take in a film shoot.

 "I know that's not a normal Chorus Ability." I blurt out to no one in particular before frustratedly pointing my palm at a milk carton on the counter. I yank my hand back in a pulling motion, erasing the space between me and the box, resulting in... another spill that I have to clean up as the box tumbles a few inches in front of its previous location.

"Not even close." 

All this time, my mother hammered it into me since I was a teen that only I stabilized into a hybrid within the family. If this moss-haired stranger knows a thing or two about how to use Bakunawa abilities, then I need to find out who they are and where they live.

Detective Violet is on the case.