Rotting in a jail cell at 13 years old. That's how you were spending your Saturday. Not watching cartoons or going to the park, just sitting with all the other so-called criminals. It's not like you even did anything wrong, all you did was what everyone else did; find a way to survive. But here you are waiting for someone to rescue you from your eternal fate. If you're just a kid then how did you even end up here?..
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You thought it was a good idea to steal from someone in a very populated area. Nonetheless from a hero. You saw a man covered in flames shining brightly, flashing their different colors, light emitting from him. You saw that he looked distracted as he was talking to someone on the phone. You carefully tiptoed your way over to him, making sure to stay silent and unnoticed. But as you tried to reach into his pocket you immediately felt immense pain. It felt like your hand was on fire, maybe because it was. You screamed out in pain and jumped back but noticed the mistake you made the second he turned around. You two made eye contact, his fierce and scary aura coming off, tears sliding down toy face as you held your hand to your chest. You both stood in shock for a second until he started to take action. Which ended with you sitting in the middle of a jail cell half asleep with a huge burn on your hand.
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FanfictionI just has this idea in my head for awhile and needed to get it out, so here we are! It might not be the best but I hope it's okay!!
