Who Are You?

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I floated closer to the window and tapped loudly. Harry looked around in confusion and looked at the window. He looked at me shocked and dropped the plates, shattering it.

I mouthed, "Please unlock the window..."

He nodded and ran over to a table of buttons. After switching a few things around, the windows lowered open. I waited for awhile, until it was big enough for me to enter. Quietly I floated in the large room and landed softly on the ground. He looked at me weirdly and I smiled back.

"Who..are you?..." He asked.

"I am (first), you called me the other night. To help you with your troubles."

"What are you?..."

I guided him to the balcony and pointed at the saucer placed perfectly over his building.

"I am that."

He scrunched up his nose and held his head.

"No,no, Harry your losing it!"

Slightly concerning for his mental health, I leaned over to touch his shoulder. He flinched.

"Harry, please allow me to help. After all it is my job to do so..."

He looked am deeply into my eyes and nodded.

"Keep me away from dying..." He asked.

"Sorry Harry, keeping a mortal being from dying is against my rules. It would disrupt the balance extremely. Is there any other way I may help?"

He pouted but deeply started to think.

"Rid me of this disease!" He screamed.

I looked into his eyes.

"I can prevent the disease from ever spreading, but the only way I can save you is... The help of another mutant. Do you know anything that is Human with the powers of a god?"

Just on cue, his TV sparked open. It showed of a man in red and blue, swinging through New York and saving the lives of others.

Harry got up and ran to the TV screen.

"HIM! HE HAS THE POWER IF A MUTANT!" He cried.

"Excellent choice, all I need is a large veil of his blood. A large charge of electricity and some time."

"Thank you!" He said.

I walked over to him and hugged him from behind. His heavy breathing calmed down, but his heart raced. I rested my head in the crook of his neck. Breathing in and out, I whispered.

"But for now, take some time to rest."

He slightly turned around to meet my eyes. I swear his gaze softened for a second. He nodded and yanked out of my hug.

"Uh (First)?"

"Yes Harry?"

"Thanks again..."

"Your welcome Harry, in sure it will be a pleasure working with you."

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