I remember that case from childhood when I, having lost my parents, grew up with some relative whom I had never seen in my life.I then returned home through the dark courtyards and streets of the city. I don’t even remember its name, because all this was erased from my memory as unnecessary information, leaving only the most important. What made me the very superhero who was recognized as the strongest. At that time, there was no universal control of the invisible eye of the state over each of the streets, and therefore it was often possible to come across a company that beats someone, rapes, robs. Cars of superheroes drove around the streets every now and then, spewing jet flame from their engines, and spotlights with their emblems shone in the sky. After all, it was easier to call the defender of the city, who is hiding and does not want to give his pager number to anyone other than his associates in the case.And on one of those evenings, I was returning home. It was dark all arou
— And what are they?I looked at her as I moved slightly away from the door.- When death surrounds you from all sides, and you lie in a pool of your own blood, you begin to regret a lot in your life, while the pain shock still does not let you go. I don’t know what the rest decide for themselves if they manage to survive, but I realized that I don’t leave anything behind. Violetta will be just a small flash of a fading spark that no one will notice. And I didn’t want to die like this, leaving nothing behind. The great one died, leaving behind a legacy that no one can now take over, but I want to leave something more mundane.And who are you leaving this to?“I don’t know,” she drawled, “I don’t have children, and it’s unlikely that they will ever appear, I’m barren. Surely, only you, if you, of course, want it yourself. After all, we were connected by some unusually strange coincidence of circumstances. I don't think it's just that.I smirked when I heard those words. Indeed, everyth
One of the best things that can be in the world is to wake up in the morning in a warm bed before the alarm clock and look out the window. Where, behind the transparent “screen” separating me from the outside world, huge clouds furrowed the sky, covering the bright sun, which hardly managed to break through this blackness, sparkling with rays somewhere far on the horizon.Drops drummed on the window, causing it to shudder from the blows, from which the sound of a shaking old wooden frame with peeling paint dispersed throughout the empty apartment.So I woke up.The broken screen of the smartphone showed fifteen minutes past seven. I could have slept for another hour, but for some reason I didn’t even get upset about it. Vice versa.Such an impressive picture of the ongoing violence of the elements outside the walls of my small apartment made me watch with rapture everything that happens.Rare pedestrians, hiding behind umbrellas, try to cope with the gusty wind. Heroes flying past cov
Damn, and why am I not a supergenius. With a huge intellect, it would be easier to come up with a plan to enrich and increase one's own strength. I'm sure I could easily assemble some kind of suit capable of removing the difference in strength.- Are they disabled? I ask myself in surprise, seeing how the old cameras were directed downwards into the ground.And most importantly, only the cameras around the warehouse are turned off and that's it. The rest all worked fine, which only added to my fears.These guys inside are clearly covered by someone. It's impossible for the students to be allowed to take over the warehouse and the cameras turned off, and there's no way that someone wouldn't notice. Stupidity.Looking around, I tried to summon something that could help me climb through the window, but alas. The power of randomness let me down, and luck was not on my side today. Then there is only one question. Wasting the only opportunity to summon a specific item or not?I may need to
- One punishment was not enough for her, kids, she did not understand anything from this! Let's see now, will she understand when someone else is punished in front of her eyes for her misdeeds?He preached like a preacher in a church, and everyone listened to him. Immediately, the students from the gang surrounding me nodded at the same time.I was immediately grabbed on the urks and legs knocked down on the concrete floor, where I hit my chin painfully, clattering my teeth.Good thing I didn't bite my tongue.Oscar was pulled closer and pressed to the floor across from me, so that my eyes and the redhead met. He was scared, but at the same time he tried to be brave. For how to explain his approving smile? It seems that he personally wants to sacrifice himself for our salvation.I shake my head from side to side, indicating that he is not fooling around. No need to put aside this heroism in order to avoid unnecessary deaths.Damn, he reminds me of someone!He does not give up, tries t
Usually a person needs time to digest everything that happens to him in life. Whether it is life's difficulties or some other misfortune that does not depend on him, he has to fight it and live on. Unless, of course, it breaks him completely.It is especially difficult to come to terms with the fact that after such a fight that took place in a warehouse, we have to go to study at the academy the next day as if nothing had happened. Exactly. No indulgence, no day off to come to your senses and reflect. No. You either move on, or dump somewhere far away and whine in a corner, waiting for someone who will take pity on you.Following the path of the hero, you have to get used to something like this. Having fought with one villain, you will go out tomorrow and fight with another and he does not care about your physical condition, emotions and everything else. He will want to harm you and your loved ones, the city that you protect, as well as its inhabitants. And if you are not able to reje
- Hey! It hurts...- Shut up! - I growled, from which my sonorous girlish voice echoed around the hall, making the guy freeze in surprise, - You stupid brainless ... He is trying to change the world! Is it difficult to guess that your powers are not magnetism? But who will begin to take an example from you ?! Your abilities allow you to manipulate electricity instead of attracting objects!My scream left Oscar speechless and his jaw dropped. He just sat there, making a stupid expression on his face, while I, flushed with irritation, walked from side to side, struggling with a wild desire to strangle the kid. Crap! But also, I hope that my insults somehow dampen his ardor. Too bad for the guy.Oscar jumped to his feet with such a formidable angry look that I immediately prepared for a fight. It's gone. The guy just screamed wildly at the top of his lungs to the point of hoarseness, and then kicked a concrete block with his foot. Once again, and again, he added with his fist, and then h
“Oscar, take a deep breath, and finally tell me what you want?” I decided to push him.The redhead fell silent, took a deep breath, and then blurted out his question:How did you know about my power? He looked at me with a look full of interest, and then hurried to add, “Sorry, I sometimes get very nervous ...And he wants to become the strongest with such problems?“Magnetism is not your entire strength. I realized this when the light flickered as you demonstrated your abilities and I was able to see the electricity rising from the floor to the stone.“And when you saw it, you understood everything?” - now in his eyes I have become almost a deity descended from heaven.Can you say that now I have my own admirer? More precisely, Jess, Hida have a lot of them, judging by the comments under the video.“Yes, I read about something similar,” I quickly answer so that he does not suspect anything.It is better to say that something similar was in a book or the Internet, so he will believe a