Yyyyyeah, I think our universes might be playing by different rules. Because there is no way that that many people have some kinda power back home. Or quirk, I guess. And I definitely don't know of anybody who got theirs when they were five.

[Okay maybe the Tombster, but it's not like he had any way of knowing for sure. And it definitely wasn't anything that'd come up in any conversation they'd had, even if you counted the ones where they were beating the snot out of one another.]

How's that even work out, anyway? Because no offense, but that sounds like a recipe for all kinds of chaos. The whole city practically ground to a halt when the Sinister Six partnered up, and that was just six bad guys. I can't imagine what it'd be like if even a fraction of that many people went bad.